DH asked me last night what I wanted for Mother’s Day. I snickered and told him I wanted my laptop, and he snickered right back and said “no”. Can you believe it? But it reminded me of what was probably the funnest gift he ever got me. When we were still living in Colorado, he scored concert tickets to see Garth Brooks for my birthday. We were one row from the top of that huge stadium, and I was so excited to see and hear Garth in person that I didn’t even care about the seats. That was the only concert I’ve been to as an adult.