Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Got a Hot Date...


I'm off for a couple of days.

Lest anyone thinks that my name "Attila the Mom" is synonymous with "Attila the old fart Mom", let me inform you:

I'm driving the big kid up to the big city to go to see the Unholy Alliance Tour and the band Slayer.

Except that I'm not actually going. But it's the thought that counts, isn't it?

My brothers and I have had a running deal for about 4 years now.

I'll buy the tickets if either or both of them are willing to have their hearing destroyed and accompany my son.

That way they can relive their misspent youths, and I can be sure that the kid has a somewhat sensible companion in the mosh pit who also happens to be a safe driver.

Over the years they've all gone to Ozfest, Ear-splitting Crap Masquerading as Music Fest, Addled Old Rockers with Man Boobs and Saggy Upper Arms Fest (wait a minute--I think I have that confused with Ozfest--my bad), My Face Has 48-piercings and 37 Tattoos but My Mother Still Thinks I'm Cute Fest and We're Really Devil Worshippers Who Eat Babies in our Dressing Room Fest.


A couple of years ago, a concert-goer got so excited over the FESTivities that he pulled down his pants and pissed all over my older brother's back.

You get the idea. The kid likes thrash. And bless my brothers.

In the meantime, I'll be alone in a fabulous downtown Denver hotel, with room service and central air conditioning. I'm going to be able to take a long, hot bubble bath with no one knocking on the door asking, "Honey, have you seen my keys?" (check in the last pair of pants you wore), or "Moooooom! This pair of socks don't match!" (Look in your drawer. I'm sure you'll find an identical pair in there).

I have a hot date with a detective named Lucas Davenport and unlimited Snapple on ice.

Oh Bliss!

I know I've neglected all of your blogs, and I deeply apologize. These last couple of weeks have been insanely busy for me. When I get back I'll finish the "Crash Course" and give you guys some undivided attention.

Be good!

Mom

13 comments:

carmachu said...

My parents are the same way. THey buy the tickets for my younger brother(16), and my wife and I take him.

Its a good trade off and idea.

lildebkitty said...

Lucas Davenport...yeah he sounds pretty damn hot in all those prey books. I assume you are reading the newest one so I won't ruin it for you, but it is really really really good....but aren't they all!

Pendullum said...

Have a great time...
Sounds like absolute luxury to me...

Karen said...

woohoo! have fun. how lucky to have brothers who will subject themselves to that for you. enjoy- summer HAS gotten in the way of blogging, hasn't it!!

St Jude said...

Ooh, that sounds wonderful, the hotel not the noisy bit. Have fun.

KL said...

MOMMmmmmm why can't you just go and enjoy...why do you gotta add that "be good" part? Now there goes all our fun. We were going to be bad and evil in your absence...now we somehow gotta manage to "be good"

See...mom's can never totally go on vacation, can they?

Rootietoot said...

my 2nd likes metal. I don't. Metal to me involves french horns. I wish I knew someone who could take him to a concert, but alas...I don't. You're a good mom.

DutchBitch said...

Great isn't it? Being a cool Mom! ;-)

Phil said...

My kid is just entering the going to concerts faze. I think he and your son listen to the same music. Great ain't it?

Lisa Goldstein/Kelly Kelly said...

Have a great time.

Lisa

Brenda said...

Your brother found new meaning to the quaint term, "piss on ya". I'd have thrown something at his little head!

Have fun, enjoy the peace!

Milly Moo said...

Have Fun and make sure you include lots of chocolate-inhalation in that busy hotel schedule of yours

Mia said...

Ahhhh the good old days of deafening rock concerts. The effects of which I still suffer from.

Wha? What did you say? I can't HEAR YOUUUUU!!! Too many rock concerts, sorry! This works wonders by the way when kids and husbands are bugging you while you are in the bath.

Enjoy my dear. You deserve it!!!