Luke Bryan stopped by Orlando on Saturday night. If you haven't seen him in concert, I highly recommend you stalk his tour dates and go to the next one in your city. He is amazing. I felt like he sang and shook it for us all night long. Which I was not hating.
Our night started with three (yuck!) tequila shots with my co-workers. And for the record, I'm saying this is the moment that ruined my Sunday. We ran over to meet up with my lil' pretty Whitney for a quick fireball shot before the show.
Right before Thompson Square rocked the stage, we noticed with our little eyes that Mr. Jeff Driskel (Gator Quarterback for you non-loving College Football fans) was seated about 3 rows ahead of us. Jason sent me over there to ask for a picture, since he was a tad embarrassed.
Our seats weren't too bad, just not good enough to snap an up close picture like my friends who scored floor seats. We'll just borrow it for purposes of this post. Pretend I was line-dancing next to them to whole night, mmkay?
His non-stop amazing show, my 4 shots too many and one very eventful after party led to me being completely out of commission all day yesterday. And, I'd do it all over again in a heartbeat. You know what would have made it a better weekend? Just one more day!