I touched Michael Buble. For serious.

And to think I almost stayed on the beach.

Holy Tony Bennett, I. Touched. Michael Buble.

So for Christmas my man and my best friend Tricia’s man, Mike, got us tickets to the Michael Buble concert. (Credit to Mike who did the actual buying, love you forever.) I ended up with a tough decision–Florida with Jason or See Michael Buble Live–and after a long hard think, I decided to come home from Florida three days early so I could be fair to both the men in my life.

I can’t believe I almost missed it.

We got there last night and they printed our tickets, and girls, we were in freaking Row Six. Row six, as in, six rows away from darling Michael, right on the inside aisle seats. I thought I was going to have a heart attack, don’t ask me how I managed to concentrate long enough to scarf down that funnel cake.

Oh, and I came straight from the airport and did not look cute at all, smelled like I’d walked across country, and I didn’t even care.

Why didn’t I care? Because not only did I touch Michael Buble twice, but he spoke to me, ME, MEEE!!! And not once, not twice, but three times. Okay, maybe the first two times he was kind of mocking me because I couldn’t stop screaming and clapping, and we were kind of surrounded by geriatrics who were sitting sedately in their seats like good Big Band patrons. He might as well have been Elvis, I’m telling you. It took everything in my power not to throw my Bella Band up on stage at his feet (that’s a maternity belt thingy, in case you were wondering).

Hands down my favorite moment came half way through the concert when he started talking about Michael Jackson, and again I kind of freaked out (because I have a thing for men named Michael who sing) and he POINTED right at me, and proceeded to say something like, “You too? Yeah, didn’t you just love blah blah blah?” And I had no idea what he was saying to me, but I kept nodding and bouncing and trying really hard to no pee on the floor in my excitement.

And I spent the entire last bit of the concert right up against the grate (the baby might have gotten a little smushed during this part), screaming and crying and dancing and singing–and my friend said we were on camera a couple of times but I was way too busy drooling to notice (I bet that looked hot on camera).

So thank you honey, for the best night of my life (funny you weren’t even there for it…). And I met a friend who actually reads my blog and noticed me (because I was screaming so loud and trying to rip off clothing and stuff). So fun to meet you Emily!

Best present ever.


  1. I was once front row at Dave Matthews, when he proposed to me. Strangely enough, he also proposed to my friend who was with me. Or so she says.

  2. FUN! I’m jealous. But glad you had a wonderful time, and touched him!!!! woo hooo!

  3. Guys named Michael rock.

  4. Hilarious! So glad you got to have double fun this week!

  5. Couldn’t have happened to a better fan!

  6. I think this trumps my front row Jazz tickets. Cause Kyle Korver looked at me plenty, but didn’t TALK to me. (I blame that on my husband, with his protective arm around me!) You were wise to leave Jason in Florida for that!

  7. Hahahaha! Thanks for the morning laugh, Annie. I’m glad you got to see your Michael.

  8. Sounds totally amazing. I heard all the advertisements on the radio yesterday for the concert and thought of you lovingly. Maybe enviously as well, but mostly lovingly.

  9. What a great re-cap I can picture it all in my mind.

    Who the heck is Michael Buble?

    And why did I never realize you were one of those ‘crazed’ fans who throws underwear at people they don’t know?

    So glad you went and had the time of your life!!!

  10. So happy for you!!!
    I would have LOVED to be there with you.
    And I also have a thing for Michael’s.

  11. ‘Feeling Good’ is playing on my computer as I read this, what a cowinkydink, because I am sure that is what you were feeling last night! You go girl, now if I ever get to go to a Buble concert, I won’t seem like the craziest fan he has ever met!!

  12. It WAS an amazing time with Michael…I can vouch for the “him talking to you part” I saw it! Love, loved it.

    And thank you for being SO kind to my weird “I read your blog” introduction. Nicest. Girl. Ever. You were as adorable in person as you are on your blog.

    P.S. you remembered my name? Even in pregnancy? AMAZING.

  13. Veronica says:

    Annie, I love you. But apparently not as much as you love Michael Buble’.

  14. Dang. It makes me feel so good inside to know the best day of my wife’s life was with another man. And I even paid big $$ for that. What the heck was I thinking? 😉 For what it’s worth, the best day in my life was, umm….., well, all’s I know is that you were not there. Ha.

  15. That’s so fun that you got to go! I’m definitely jealous.

  16. May the moment of all concert moments burn into your retina for a thousand eternities. If I ever actually meet you, I will shake your hand and then never wash mine again. Touching Michael, once removed, would be good enough for me. Way to go, Annie! And who says every dream is sacrificed for motherhood?

  17. Tiffany says:

    I laughed so much during that post. Especially the Bella Band part. I am soooooo freakin’ happy for you. If Jason was there it would have been different (lots of rolling eyes)…sounds like Trisha was perfect date for the night…although it sounds like you and Michael hit it off and she became a third wheel (just kidding). Love you! So excited for you! What a memory! Jealous

  18. Love this!

    Just thought I’d mention I tried to leave a comment on your Easter post, and for some reason wasn’t able to. Maybe you have comments disabled on that post, huh?

  19. AWESOME. I can see your pregnant little self bouncing around like a sugar induced Easter Bunny.

    I TOUCHED DONNY OSMONDS PANT HEM in Vegas at their concert (Donny & Marie) I was pretty turned on about that. I think he WANTED to talk to me, but he was dancing around and that would have been rude to just sit by me and chat like he wanted too—-I could see the longing in his eyes.

    I am glad you had such a good time.

    AND, I READ YOUR POST ABOUT EASTER. I so agree.!!!!!!!!!!!!! So beautifully said ,

  20. So glad it was awesome! Since I introduced Emily (your adoring fan at the concert and my younger sister) I feel like I got to meet you too!

  21. Kiersten says:

    You are lucky and I am…well…jealous 🙂

  22. I don’t think there’s any question about this baby’s name. Boy: Michael, girl: Buble. (unfortunately, she’ll have to grow up and be a stripper. Sorry about that.)