During Saturday's show, we befriended those around us and the girl in the row in front of us told us that she just got front row for Sunday's show at the box office. I looked at RiceChex and she said "I'm on it!" And she took off for Will Call. She came back with 7th row seats in section 3 on the floor. They replaced the tickets we had in section 105 row D. At that point, a plan was born.
After lunch on Sunday, I quickly put my plan into action and made the sign that would hopefully give Jon Knight a giggle on stage:
(A little history: I flip Jon a LOT of shit. And he takes it, usually whizzing a zinger right back at me. It's just the relationship we have: it thrives on harassment. I tell him I'm not a Jon girl. He thinks differently. It works for us.)
Since ProjectDance had 5*, I sent her in with a mission: to tell Jon to watch out for me. She told him I was in the 7th row and had a special sign for him. He laughed and shook his head and said "Aww, shit! She's crazy!" (He's right, really. But I'm not BatShitCrazy. I'm just normal crazy. If you have to ask the difference, you'll never understand the answer.)
I figured I'd let him get through the first couple songs before I tormented him with my sign. I know his nerves are always a little fried at the beginning of a show. So I waited until "The Right Stuff" before I unfolded it and held it up. Since I was on the aisle, I was able to hold it out to the side long enough for him to see it. He kinda squinted at it and looked away, then looked back at me and shook his head with a smirk. I laughed. He laughed.
Mission accomplished.
He caught my eye several times throughout the show and I'd always wink and smile at him. He'd grin back. I was a happy girl. Fast forward to "Tonight."
This is the point in the show where the guys come off stage and head into the crowd. Donnie goes up between sections on the right side, Joe takes up the far left side and across the back. Jordan and Danny stick with the main aisle between orchestra and floor and Jon goes...well, wherever Jon goes (he switched on all three nights). Sunday, though, Jon went up between sections on the right, which are straight up the aisle from where we were. I stayed put and watched the guys from my seat. Jon turned around and his eyes scanned the crowd like they were all doing, then he saw me and I smiled, winked & pointed at him. He lifted his hand and did a two-fingered military-type salute to me with a smile. Again...figured that was it. I was a very happy girl. Got lotsa love from him.
The song began to wind down and the guys started down the steps and I watched Jon, of course because he was closest. Him and Jordan both. Then I notice that he's looking right at me. And I look over at RiceChex who greets me with an "Oh. Shit." I reciprocate. I look up again and Jon's pushing past Jordan, Earl and Kentucky to get to my aisle. He blows off swarming BH's and gives me a HUGE hug and a kiss on the cheek. I return the favor, of course. (I may have also broken his mic. Something fell off that he bent to pick up, anyway. It might have been my jaw hitting the floor for all I know. LOL). And off he went.
I've been trying to find good pictures and/or video of my moment, but so far this is all that's surfaced:
Video: Juuuuuust before my hug:
Pictures:
Yes, that's me with the "Home Alone" facial expression.
And now he's fixing the damage I did to his mic. (Sorry!)
Now...all I have to say is this: Jon, you sought me out like a heat seeking missile during "Tonight." You are *SO* an @OUBad girl!!! Love you, Fartass!
**Credit goes to @BobbiBaxter for getting the pictures. TY so much!
