"Always Treat Your Woman Like a Lady"

There's a song called Love Like Crazy by Lee Brice. Does it ever shock you how much a song can sound like it was written just for you? The line that hit home last night was "Always treat your woman like a lady."

I am 100% spoiled rotten. C bought us tickets to go see Michael Buble back in December for my graduation present. I don't know how he pulled it off, but we were on the floor, in the 7th row. We paid $85 per ticket, and seats right by us were selling for $400 a piece. That's my man.

To make it even better, C told me to go buy something new to wear, which resulted in these babies:

The best part of marrying a 6'5" babe is that I, in my entire 6'0" glory can wear as big of heels as I want. I absolutely love being his girl!

I got ready before work [lots of hairspray] and no make-up, then changed and did make-up at work because in order to be on time, he had to pick me up at work. When C got there, this is what I saw:

He got a tux! And a corsage for me/boutonniere for him. So handsome.

We listened to Michael Buble all the way up to dinner at an amazing, cute little place called "Kobe." It was the best sushi I have ever had. If you're in the Salt Lake area, go. And make sure you order the Yumyum roll. We were treated so well by the waitress and chefs. Quick service and a gift certificate from here made the entire thing less than $50. I didn't have the foresight to take a picture of the Yumyum roll [our new favorite!] but take a look at these other beauties. [Executive roll-Right & Playboy roll-Left]

We got caught in a freak snow storm and had a little time to kill before the concert, so we drove around for about 20 minutes looking for a fun dessert shop. C almost willingly ran into a stop sign in a parking lot. I can't believe I was articulate enough to scream "stop sign" in my panic. I think that's the first time C has thanked me for screaming during his driving. It was time to get out of the car so we just stopped at a nearby Starbucks for Dark Cherry hot chocolate and biscotti.

At the concert, we found parking real quick and walked into the arena. When finding our seat, we just kept getting closer and closer to the stage. We got to the floor and an usher showed us to our seats...in the 7th row!

The opening act was a group called Naturally 7. I've always been a fan of Vocal Point [BYU's a cappella group], but these guys knocked them out of the park. I could've sworn there was a full orchestra accompanying them until they broke down each voice and showed us where each sound was coming from. My favorite was the bass "player." This was their opening number. I highly recommend listening to it.

Michael Buble definitely did not disappoint. He is such a performer! The opening number was Cry Me a River. It has this wild instrumental part at the beginning and he had shadow effects on this huge curtain that coordinated with the music. It reminded me of the orchestra silhouettes on Fantasia. He was charming, personable, and extremely talented. We'll be looking for ways to attend his performances every chance we get!

He even did a little Billie Jean by Michael Jackson. [Just so happens to be my favorite Michael Jackson song. Yes, I know it's about a prostitute. The opening line is "She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene." Who writes stuff like that? Geniuses.] Perfection was definitely achieved.

I enjoyed his interaction with the audience just as much as his singing! When he was speaking, I couldn't wait to hear what he was going to sing next. When he was singing, I was excited to learn more about him and know what he was going to talk about next.

His performance of "The Best of Me" [originally by David Foster] made me cry. It hit me hard that C is proud of me. He's proud of me. And he planned this night to show me that.

Michael sang the song "Everything," which me and C danced to at our wedding. He sang the song "Home" that got me through my freshman year of college. And then, we listened to him sing "I'm Beginning to See the Light" in the car while we made out, waiting for the parking lots to clear up [the song performed at a concert we attended the night C proposed.] Acting like teenagers isn't always bad. heh.

Thanks, babe, for an incredible evening. You make me feel so beautiful and special and loved. I hope everyone in the world can get the chance to feel the way we do. Thank you for always treating me like a lady and not being "too cool" for the sappy stuff. I love you.

-K