One thing B and I have always been really good about is treating ourselves to a night out. (Not that it’s really that big of a sacrifice!) Our most recent Big Night Out was to see Rascal Flatts this past Sunday night at the Sprint Center in KC (where ungodly ticket prices prevail). B gifted me the tickets for graduation back in December. We’d been to see the Flatts once before, and even though country music is definitely more my thing than B’s, we both had really enjoyed the show.
So, we donned our concert apparel, and headed downtown.
|B sporting his new blazer and me in my ever-so-fashionable tuxedo vest|
We had planned on eating at McFadden’s (their club sandwich on wheatberry bread is one of my faves), but it turned out to be crazy-busy for a Sunday night. Plus, they don’t have a waiting list; you’re just expected to hover around people eating their food, ready to pounce on whatever seat becomes available. Not really our style on a Big Night Out.
So, we headed off to Gordon Biersch instead, where we shared a scrumptious Hawaiian pizza.
When we made our way over to the Sprint Center, we stopped to pose with the lighted Flatts displays before venturing inside.