The Right Stuff-NKOB

My daughter has a problem. She is addicted...to...New Kids On the Block (NKOB).  Just look at this picture she recently posted on Facebook.

She is holding tickets she got for the NKOB concert in Dallas?  Houston?  San Antonio?  Some place in Texas.  But what is important is the manic look in her eyes.  The silly smile.  She totally looks like a NKOB groupie.

But this is not a new affliction for my lovely daughter.  When we lived in Germany, NKOB became popular.  Susan, as a sixth grader, fell madly in love.  Sort of like Bieber Fever now.  We felt it was harmless.  So we did the unthinkable.

We took her to Frankfort to a NKOB concert.

We drove her and several other squealy little girls FOUR hours to a NKOB concert.

AND WE STAYED IN THE CONCERT HALL FOR THE ENTIRE CONCERT.

Susan has the t-shirt to prove it.

Susan wearing the original concert shirt while standing in a European gate, probably German..

Susan wearing a second t-shirt while standing in front of a German marionette shop.

And now, just for my darling daughter, I present THE NEW KIDS ON THE BLOCK!!!