I don't know what you did Saturday night, but it wasn't nearly as cool as what Karen, Gretchen and I did on Saturday night because you didn't have 9th row seats at a Boyz II Men concert and we did.
That's right, folks. Wallow in your jealousy.
It turned out to be one of the best concerts I've been to in a long time. The group was really engaging onstage and it was a fun, lively atmosphere. They did a lot of their hit songs from their first few records and then pulled out some old-school Motown.
The show was chock-full of nostalgia for me. I remember sitting on the floor of my bedroom in about 1995 listening to the II album. Oh, the Raynor house saw a lot of wear on that. And my sister had the single Down on Bended Knee. On cassette.
During the show, I called my mom and held up my cell so she could hear them sing A Song for Mama. I thought it only appropriate.
After the show I was really in the mood for some good old '90s R&B (shut up, you know you listen to it too) so I sang every All-4-One and Babyface song I had on my iPod on the drive home. Good times.
So to clarify: yes, it was me who sang I'll Make Love to You at the top of my lungs during the show, but it was Karen who yelled to Wanya that she'd have his babies. Just to be clear.
The only picture where all three of us didn't look stoned:
The father of Karen's children: