Carrie Underwood is one of my favorite singers, and probably the only recent country singer I can say I truly enjoy listening to. So when I heard she was coming to Provo to perform at the Stadium of Fire, I convinced my parents to go there instead of Yellowstone. Sorry, Mom; there were probably millions of moose that were not hiding behind the trees that we consequently missed (my mother lives to see moose in Yellowstone, and it hasn't happened in a good six years).
Anyway, we all hopped in my parents' car and drove to Utah county to see Carrie Underwood perform. That should show you my level of devotion to her right there. :)
Unfortunately, the portion of the Stadium of Fire before Carrie Underwood was disappointing. It was clear they had spent all their money on getting her to come, as all the other performers were from Utah and/or related to members of the directing board. There was another male country singer I had never heard of, a group of eight Osmond brothers singing a copella (painful), and the 5 Browns, who all sat down at their grand pianos and played themes from "Star Wars..." in a football stadium...to celebrate our country's independence. Hmm...
But, the moment I at least had been waiting for finally arrived! Carrie Underwood!
I had the time of my life! I lost my voice screaming the songs, and may or may not have scared my immediate family members in the process.
Of course, it wouldn't be the 4th of July without fireworks!
So, Carrie Underwood was worth sitting through almost 2-1/2 hours of nothing spectacular, but next time, I think David and I will pay the extra money to go to a real concert of her's. We'll have to get a babysitter this year, though... :)
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