Lindsay's Birthday & The U2 Concert

It's Sunday night and I'm a little downtrodden because I have to say goodbye to such an eventful weekend.

For starters, my 22nd birthday came and went. Birthdays have never really been my "thing." I'm certainly not one of those females who announce the coming of their birthday twenty days before it lands. Perhaps I'm not as thirsty for attention as they are. Whatever. But the one good thing about birthdays is that it provides an opportunity and an excuse to get together with friends. Oh yeah, and the presents aren't all that bad either.

Thanks to Mark my birthday was amazing. He certainly made my 22nd birthday one to remember. On my Birthday Eve I was given my birthday present. I asked Mark maybe...oh I don't know...200 questions or so about my present and finally before he gave it to me I guessed "a leopard print lap top sleeve." And I was right.

The morning of my birthday I got to work around eight and had a cryptic message waiting from Mark on my facebook wall informing me to look under my desk. I glanced under my desk, saw nothing and was plagued for the next hour or so regarding Mark's message. Finally, my co-worker came into the office and gave me a hint that perhaps I should look under the desk at the top. Sure enough, there was a card from Mark taped to the desk. The card was lovely, full of mushy things that I'm sure would get me killed if he found out I published it online. I was also given two tickets to Divine Comedy and a promise to eat at my favorite restaurant, Cafe Rio. It was also quite a treat to show up at Rio to find that some of my closest friends were there to join us. What a great night!

Now, I wish I could inform everyone that I actually saw U2 live this weekend, but that would be a blatant lie. Last night we went with Adrien and Eric to see the 3d U2 concert at the IMAX Theatre in Salt Lake City. It was such an experience! We clapped, danced and sang outloud. If I didn't know any better (or if I was high) I would have thought I was at the real thing. The concert was way political, about love, peace and poverty, which was right up our alley.

Sometimes I wish such staunch conservatives would realize that not all rock concerts encourage worship of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named (Satan for those who didn't catch the Harry Potter joke). I've been to plenty of concerts that have been clad with good messages about love, freedom, unity and whatever hippie messages you can think of. Coldplay is the perfect example. I've seen them twice, once with Adrien and once with Dad. Sure people were smoking doobies/Mary Jane/weed/pot all over the place, but overall everyone was there to have a good time and share good spirits.

I hope I can grow up to be like my Dad and still be liberally open to rock concerts! Yeah!