Nick Jonas and the Administration

It is no secret, Elizabeth LOVES Nick Jonas. And it is no secret I LOVE L.A. and the Jonas Brothers. So when Nick ventured out on his solo tour, Liz and I waited for him to come to Vegas. He didn't. About November, Liz was talking about what she wanted for Christmas and she wasn't really asking for anything special. Liz is an amazing young woman, aside from a little attitude here and there. She is a great kid. I wanted to do something special. When I got the text that more L.A. dates had been added, I swung into action. For Chirstmas, mom and KC, Lane and I gave Elizabeth a trip to LA to see Nick Jonas and the Administration. This was no small feet. Many hoops had to be jumped through and stars had to align just right for this to happen.
I will never forget Christmas Morning. I made Elizabeth a little story book put into a photo album. It told her story. At the end, where the tickets. She cried. It was amazing. And we were excited.
So January 27th, My mom, Liz and I set out on our first Road Trip. This was the first time I had EVER driven out of town on my own. (sad i know.) Since our car had been totalled earlier in the month, we had a beautiful rental car and we were off. Our plan was to head down, stay on base in Malibu, go to the show and hang out Wednesday and head back home. Everything was planned, tickets printed, room booked... we were set... Well. We made it to Malibu and found that we could not stay on base because Liz and I don't have Military ID... We do it all the time in San Diego and Coronado. So we were hotel-less... So we headed back into LA. We decided to hit Starbucks for a pick me up and wi fi to book our hotel room. While we stopped, I decided to have Lizzie grabbed the tickets to see what time the show started. The show started the night before. Yep, that's right, no room and our tickets were for last nights show and we are in Malibu, not LA and it is like 3:30 pm. At that point, it was pointless to book the room because if we weren't going to the show, I was headed home... In California, you can't talk on the phone and drive so Liz had to call her Grandfather for me. I told her, "without crying, I need you to call Grandpa and have check to see if there are still tickets available and book our room." That's right, I had a back up room already picked out. Tickets were still available so we high tailed it to Hollywood from Malibu in the starting of rush hour traffic to see if we could get seats. I made it, there were people already lined up to get into the show. I walked up to the ticket booth and asked for any seats, just 2, they didn't even have to be together. The response was, "Ah, honey, don't worry, I'm totally going to take care of you." At that point, I went into my story, we're from Vegas, tickets were for last night, hotel didn't work out...blah.blah.blah. Again he repeated, "Don't worry sweetie, I am totally hooking you up." (I love LA and "LA men" if you know what I mean.) I never even looked at the tickets, I gave him half the price I spent on the tickets when I originally bought them, thanked him profusely and went back to the car. Let Liz know we got our tickets and we went to our hotel just a block away to get ready.
Our room was great, just a block from the Wiltern, had a great pizza joint accross the street and everything was good. We walked to the show, got our t shirt, and I found an usher to ask for directions. I explained I was pretty sure our seats were in the balcony area and asked for directions to get up there. She giggled and said, "let me show you to your seats." Our seats were 5 rows from the stage. I would definatly say that guy hooked me up. I noticed on the seats they were the "House Comps" so the guy pocketed the money for the seats but who cares...
Liz was totally able to make eye contact with Nick Jonas. It was so Wonderful... We had so much fun... The night could not have been better.