NKOTB-NEW KIDS ON THE BLOCK

OK Jeanna, you brought this on. I just finished reading Jeanna's blog about growing up in the 80's and after glancing at #52. You remember New Kids on the Block when they were cool... and don't even flinch when people refer to them as "NKOTB", I knew I had to do this blog. I loved New Kids on the Block...loved them...especially Jordan Knight. Ahhhhh. My Aunt Karen and Uncle Terry bought Dusti and I tickets to the concert in Macon one Christmas (along with the John and Jordan dolls). I remember the concert like yesterday. I loved Jordan, Dusti loved John and Kelly loved Joey (it worked out perfectly without any arguing or fighting over boys).

Dusti, Aunt Karen, Uncle Terry, my cousins Kelly and Micheal and myself loaded up in the Jeep Cherokee and headed towards Macon (which to me, I might as well have been going to Atlanta). I remember the crowds and all the little girls yelling every time a bus came by. I wore my Jordan Knight shirt and I am sure some colored jean shorts, probably purple. When we got inside of course you wait forever and then someone thinks they see someone and everyone yells (that goes on for like an hour). But then all of sudden, the lights go out. The hair on my arms raises with excitement (Oh My God! Am I actually here Right Now!?!) . Then one by one (or should I say step by step) they walk out on the stage! Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhh! Jordannnnn! I love you!!! That's right, I said the "L" word to Jordan. Actually I screamed it out at the top of my lungs and then began crying. Did I think I was at a Beatles concert? Well, for me, I guess the New Kids were my Beatles. I sang along to every song and left a very happy (and I felt a more mature) 10 year old. Soon, I would forget about Jordan, Joey, Donnie, Danny and John. It really is funny to think about how absolutely in love I was with Mr. Knight and I was.