Time doesn't wait for me, it keeps on rollin'...

I don't know if you've noticed, but lately I have been a bit on edge. A trifle snarky. A little sand in my pants, as it were.

I do not know if it has anything to do with not spending. It doesn't FEEL like that's what it is. I think I am just stressy in general.

But I can tell you one thing. Last night I was bored.

It was a Saturday night, for goodness sake. The night of partayying. Date night. The night the Bay City Rollers wrote a whole song about. The night Elton John wrote a whole song about. The night the Bee Gees wrote songs for a whole movie about.

And there we were, ready for an evening of nothingness. We watched a movie -- one of those Marvin Gardens movies, where things are cerebral and not a lot happens. By 7:00, we were done with said cerebral movie.

It was at that point that I started whining. Oh, I must be a pleasure to be married to. I said I was bored and that this was our 12th weekend of not going anywhere cause we can't spend and if we didn't go do SOMETHING, ANYTHING, I would die right there of boredom. I said just find us something to do, I did not care what it was, I was going to take off my sweatshirt and get ready.

An hour later, we were in Reseda seeing a Boston tribute band.

No, seriously.

It has been a long time (It's been such a looong time/I really should be gooooiiin', yeah) since I have been to a bar to see a band. It has been a REALLY long time since I've had my hand stamped. It has been years, DECADES, since I have been the thinnest woman in the room.

I experienced all of that and more last night. Oh, but that Boston tribute band was fun. The lead singer was cutey cute cute, and EVERYONE in the room was at least our age.

Here's a little tip for the over-40 crowd. It is better to look a tad nerdy than to dress too young. Really. I promise you.

It turns out, there are a lot more songs by Boston that I know than I actually thought! Of course there's the classic More Than a Feeling, then there's that one that goes "All I want is to have my piece of miiiiiiiiNNNNNDDD! Do do do do do, do do do do do..."

And what about Don't Look Back ("been so long since I felt this way...")

And who can forget the it's-1987-and-I-have-a-perm-and-I'm-dating-a-cook-named-Larry-flashback, "Amanda"? (I'm gonna take you by surprise and make you realize AMANDA. I'm gonna tell you right away I can't wait another day AMANDA.)

I sound like one of those informercials.

Turns out the Boston tribute band was just opening for... The Pink Floyd tribute band! Even though I like Pink Floyd a lot, cause you can take the girl out of Michigan and all that, it turns out that watching a bunch of Pink Floyd songs in a row just kind of makes you wanna overdose and call it a day.

So, yes, we spent $12 apiece on a cover charge, and I had two nonalcoholic drinks for a total of $8 and Marvin Gardens had a $5 screwdriver. Cause he drinks girly drinks like screwdrivers.

But $37 for a lifetime of Boston tribute band memories? So worth it.