July 5th, 1973

Dear Diary,

Today is Tuesday. I'll have to say that today was nothing compared to yesterday, but I still have that concert to look forward to. The whole problem is the waiting, so today I spent that waiting time buying a new dress for the event. I know I'm kind of overdoing it, but if that's the night that finally changes Mom's mind about the Partridge Family and Keith, I want to look the best that I can.

Anyhow, I couldn't really keep the whole secret to myself, so I shared it with Candice. She's actually the one that suggested we go shopping right away. I truly am blessed with wonderful friends. Candice wasn't the least bit angry that I was going to the concert and bringing my family instead of her. Actually, she thanked me for telling her about the concert and said she's going to talk to Karri and they may go to, not to spy on my special event or anything, but if they have the chance to see Keith in concert…

Well, I'm still really really nervous about the night of the concert though. I'm trying hard to determine what Keith's plan may be that day, but all I can come up with is that he wants to confront my mother. However, that idea seems almost impossible or crazy considering he doesn't need a concert to confront my mother. I mean he lives right next door! But there must be some reason why he needs the concert too. Maybe he wrote me a song and is going to perform it that night right in front of my mother? Maybe as a sort of declaration for his love for me? 'Cause he loves me, right? Although, then again, the song idea seems almost too good to be true. Maybe he hopes to confront her after the concert because then he'll have his whole family with him? Or maybe because he hopes the music will calm Mom so she will be off her guard when he challenges her with a question, or… well I don't really know. As frightening as it is though, it is kind of fun to daydream up as many scenarios as I can.

Anyhow, as for the shopping trip, I did end up finding a very pretty dress for the occasion, but it's not overly showy of anything, so no one will suspect. It's actually really kind of plain, but Candice said it looked really cute on me. It's made of this lightweight white cotton fabric with little red daisies scattered all across it. It's about knee-length, which is a little longer then I normally wear them, but that's okay. And then it has ruffled two-inch straps and a red ribbon tied in the middle. It's really pretty cute and it was actually on sale so it was really inexpensive. I hope Keith likes it.

Anyways, I guess I'd better get to bed. There are about a thousand more scenarios I can come up with for after the concert next week, but I think I need to give my mind a rest. I can think about more of them tomorrow and besides, tomorrow may bring some wonderful things as well.

Well, Till Tomorrow,

Donna


July 6th, 1973

Dear Diary,

Wednesday. One more week until the concert and I am getting more anxious than ever. Actually, scary enough, as I was thinking about ways Keith could be planning to change my Mother's mind about him and his family, I came up with an idea of my own. Why aren't I doing anything to help the problem? I mean here I am waiting for Keith to solve the problem, but technically it's my problem too! I should be doing something to help! Unfortunately the only thing I could come up with was to confront my mother with my feelings for Keith.

The only problem is, she wouldn't understand! I mean she hates all 'show business people' and only because Dad was one and left her after Ricky was born, but really… Yeah, that was bad of Dad and all, but Mom has no reason to hate all 'show business people' because of it! I think it's time she realized that not all celebrities are bad. I mean just look at the Partridge Family! They are a perfectly normal family. The only thing that makes them different than us is that they sing for a living. But the children all go to school and Shirley still cooks. It's not like their fame is going to their heads or anything! I mean Keith could be dating some pretty, famous girl I'm sure, but no. He decided to take plain, normal me out instead. And he's taken me out several times and has always been the perfect gentleman. I wish Mom could see him the way I do. If she did, I wouldn't be facing this problem I'm sure!

Thoughtfully,

Donna