i had this brilliant idea about how sister club and i could spend sister #4’s and my birthday this year. we’d all go see the dixie chicks. you know, since they all love the chicks with a passion. and they just happen to be playing in st. paul on June 6th. i thought’d be great gobs of fun to go with my sisters and jaycie. you know something memorable. jaycie’s still talking about the first time she saw the dixie chicks, two years ago. i really wanted to be apart of something like that.
i made the suggestion to the sister club and they ate it up. they thought it was a great idea. i thought everything was a go. we’d order tickets today when they went on sale.
but, again, i was wrong. it seems sister #2 and #4 cooked up a brilliant idea to get pre-sale tickets. but the only thing is, you can only buy FOUR pre-sale tickets. yeah. 4 sisters + 1 niece= FIVE. clearly, they didn’t see this as a problem.
and now guess who gets to sit out?
there was some talk of getting another ticket and someone would just have to sit by themselves (me). but really? what the fuck is the point? i’m not paying $60 to see a band i mildly enjoy, mostly because they remind me of my niece, only to sit by myself. and the whole point was to do this thing together. to celebrate and see the dixie chicks and what not.
and i don’t know what upsets me more, that i can’t go or that i’ll end up spending my birthday alone.
i suppose eventually my feelings will stop hurting. but right now it doesn’t feel like it.