In search of Taylor Swift tickets!

The short version:
I am looking to procure two tickets for Taylor Swift’s Edmonton concert on August 4th or 5th.

The long version:
I have somewhat of a celebrity bucket list:

• Andy Griffith aka Matlock aka my absolute number one all time favourite. He passed away before I got a chance to meet him... so sad! I MAY have even sent him fan mail back in the snail mail actual-letter-writing days. (But I can not confirm or deny that.)
•  Celine Dion. CHECK. Well, I would still love to MEET her, but at least we saw her in concert (and it was fantastically amazing).
•  Ellen. Because obviously.
•  Taylor Swift. Again… obviously.

Only two celebrity encounters left to cross off the ol bucket list... Ellen & Taylor. When I heard that Taylor Swift would be performing in Edmonton this summer, I was totally on board. Unfortunately, the week of Colbie’s passing/funeral coincided with ticket sales, and as much as I love T Swizzle, ticket purchasing wasn’t even on my radar. Not surprisingly, they sold out quickly and I was left ticketless. Initially I simply brushed it off and acted all calm and cool and like, ‘ah well, I’ll catch her next time she’s in Alberta.”

Then I hung out with Liz.

Liz is married to my cousin, Theo. We’ve clicked since we met, but this time was different. This time I realized that she is my American counterpart. As in, she is ME… but from the states and wears glasses. After hours of hanging out, I decided to nonchalantly toss out the words “Taylor Swift” and gauge her reaction. She casually responded that she liked Taylor also, but then we saw a glint in each others' eyes and our interaction rapidly escalated to “OH MY GOODNESS SHE’S THE BEST EVER I TOTALLY LOVE HER” and one small step away from a teary-eyed embrace over our mutual love of Taylor Swift. It was at this point that we decided- regardless of our current state of ticketlessness—to be in Edmonton in August. So it would probably be good if, you know, we had tickets.

SO! If you have tickets that you can no longer use (preferably in the front row… or on her lap. Haha), or if you know someone who does, please contact us! And hopefully we don’t walk directly into a scam here.

I'll just be over here on the edge of my seat... crossing my fingers!

Ski-sonal Fun!

Our first full family ski trip was a success. The Fraselator tore up the slopes (well, the bunny hill... with a harness...) and 21-month old Stefan rocked his first time on skis!

Getting ready! God bless the creator of the spacious mini van with collapsible back seats.

Let's do this.

 

Lowell is typically a snowboarder, but is contemplating entering the skiing world as it would be easier for him visually as well as with the kids. On this particular occasion, however, he taught Stefan the ropes on foot. Lowell, Stefan, and the hoola hoop hung out on the wee training hill while Fraser and I were a little more adventurous. 

Lowell was very impressed that Stefan caught on to the whole balance thing SO fast.

Game face.

It was so windy that we came to a dead stop mid-hill. I'm actually kind of impressed that we didn't get blown back UP the hill...

I'm confident that next time Fraser will attempt the teeny tiny training hill sans harness. So proud!

Daddy cuddle break.

Wiped.

It was rather an exhausting endeavor for us parentals, but totally worth it. Both boys fell asleep about three seconds after getting in the car, and slept the entire way home. Fraser jolted up as we pulled into our driveway and blurted in a partial awake state, "I LOVE SKIING!". Haha... a worthwhile experience indeed.