Don’t tell my little sister, but I’m pretty sure I’m my mom’s favorite. Especially today.
It all started in October. James Taylor announced a new tour with his son, and opening night was scheduled for the Brady Theater here in Tulsa.
My mom loves James Taylor. Like… loves.
So I did what any good daughter would do… I expressed little to no interest in the show. James Taylor at Brady Theater? What? I pretended to forget to buy tickets, and put on my best apathetic face when she told me that the show was sold out.
And unbeknownst to her, I was really excited about the show. I sold my left kidney and bought tickets the moment they went on sale. I got great seats. Best seats in the house. And I didn’t say a word.
I kept my mouth shut, and watched my mother writhe in disappointment. I know it was wrong, but it’s all I can do to get back at her for all the guilt she’s pulled on me. I love you, Mom… but when you told me that you were going to just show up at the concert and try to buy scalped tickets, I had to hold back the laughter. It was delicious.
Christmas day, I finally let her in on my secret. Four tickets to the concert she was dying to see. Let’s just say I won.
Her birthday was this week, so it worked perfectly as a double gift. Perfect.
So last night, my family came up…
We’re beautiful, right? Just so you know, this is definitely our Christmas card picture this year…
Sushi for dinner at Yokozuna. Made it to the concert at the perfect time.
And it was amazing. Better than amazing. James Taylor, Ben Taylor Magical.
Mom cried. A lot. That’s the greatest testament to the success of my Christmas gift. I’m set for the next few years.