Saturday, July 01, 2006

What Have I Done?

"Stay together!" "Call to check in every couple of hours..." "Keep your bag with you at ALL times!" "Stay hydrated!" "Don't forget to reapply your sunscreen." "Stay away from the weirdos..." Big strong man gives me the evil eye...and whisks her away to drop off at her friend's house. "Have fun, sweetie!" I call out weakly. We've already told her all of these things - and more - like there will be pot at this concert. There will be drunk people. There will be stoned people. There will be people who really invade your personal space. Oh, God, did we make a mistake letting our daughter go to her first concert at almost 15? She's with two of her girlfriends and the (reportedly) responsible young adult cousin of one of the friends (she's 23). Thinking back to the days when my husband (then boyfriend...) and I went to concerts in great numbers, I can think of many unsavory experiences that I had. There was the time that I got high off of secondhand marijuana smoke. I am NOT joking! OK, that's freaking me right out. My friends and I decided to move to different seats when we realized that we were feeling funny, and we hadn't even been drinking or smoking anything. OK, we'd had a little beer - we were legal... but not a ton. And we were in an open air stadium seeing Pink Floyd. Stoned off of secondhand weed. Ugh! There was the time that the drunk teenaged girl standing directly next to me took off her hot pink tube top and was promptly carried up onto the stage. You thought I was going to say she was escorted out of the concert, didn't you? Nope! They made an even bigger spectacle of her than she was already making of herself. Another time, I went to Lilleth Fair, and I got hit on - hard - twice - by lesbians. Nothing wrong with lesbians. Just don't want any coming on to my very heterosexual daughter. In fact, don't want any guys coming on to her either, for that matter. Oh! And there was the time that my best friend - are you ready for this? Someone actually threw up on her. Yep. Right onto her Cindy Lauper look-alike flouncy skirt, leggings, Mia flats, etc. They missed her side ponytail by a smidge. And thank God for that. It had taken quite some time to get the sprayed-on haircolor just right. One-third hot pink, one-third teal and one-third purple. The silver eye shadow made the look. Try to top that one. OMG! What have I done? Please, God, let her come home OK. Tell me she's going to be OK.

6 Comments:

Anonymous gorillabuns said...

she's going to be okay. i fell asleep at my first concert from my first contact high.

no vomit involved.

7/02/2006 9:47 PM  
Blogger dariasmama said...

She is going to be fine. Who did she go see?

7/03/2006 5:42 AM  
Blogger ives said...

i promise you she will be ok. more importantly will YOU be okay when all is said and done. please let us now how it went, and i also am really curious as to who she went to see...

7/03/2006 9:38 AM  
Blogger tacky princess said...

She got to see Teddy Geiger, the up and comer Cheyenne (she's the 15 year old with her own MTV reality show), Ashley Parker Angel, Pink and some others who aren't coming to mind right now. At least it was outdoors. She's ok. More later!

7/03/2006 11:55 AM  
Blogger Lisa said...

She'll be fine. But if I had a daughter or son that age I'd be freaking out too. I am SO not ready for that part of my son's life...

7/03/2006 4:04 PM  
Blogger Pickalish said...

MIA flats, hahahaahhahaah!! I had Mootsie Tootsies, but I know MIA's were very popular. This made me smile. All my best/worst childhood memories are strung together with one common thread: Rock N Roll!!! She'll be fine...pot, vomit, lesbians aside, she'll be just fine. =)

7/03/2006 7:01 PM  

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