Cowboy Baby!

Okay. I can't even begin to explain what a great concert Kid Rock was. I mean, REALLY?

Oh, Lynard Skynard was first, and they were great, but Kid Rock was AWESOME! I can't get over what a great show it was. I think even Brad, who isn't that big of a fan enjoyed it! We got dressed around 5, to leave by 6-ish. Here is a photo of that.

Now, I am not a fan of posting pictures of myself anywhere. I weigh a lot. But it is a great story. I went out and got some cutesy new shoes for the concert. I wanted to look nice. It was my first Kid Rock concert, and certainly not my last, but I wasn't sure what to wear. Let's just say we were WAY overdressed. Wearing clothes we were way overdressed! The majority of the people (that were clothed) wore shorts, short skirts, and tank or bathing suit tops! I guess they gave the 106 degree weather some thought, unlike me. All sweating aside, we had a fantastic night. It will be a great memory for me, since I basically planned my WHOLE road trip/vacation around Brad taking me to see Kid Rock in Raleigh, NC.

A huge thank you to Gramma, Poppa John, Auntie Gayle, Auntie Nae Nae, Auntie LoLo for taking care of the kids so that Brad could take me to see the concert! I got an awesome t-shirt, that I can't wear in front of the kids because it has a "swear" on it, as my kids would say. I had so much fun, and when we got home, since the girls were still up, we sat around and chatted about it. We didn't crawl into bed until past 1, and I knew I was going to feel it the next morning.

Funny, I do remember thinking to myself that we probably shouldn't leave on Saturday, because I thought I might be "TIRED" from the concert, but since we brought up the cute little MUTT from Texas, and had her in a kennel, we HAD to leave on Saturday. The kennel didn't have a Sunday pick-up option that worked for us. So, we packed up, said our goodbyes and thank-yous and left for the kennel.

Georgia was groomed while in the kennel, and when they brought her out, she was SO pretty and soft and fuzzy and brushed. Gone were the burrs and matts and DIRT that was all over her before. She looked so PRETTY. I will get a pic of her up here soon. She jumped into my arms once again, and wagged and wagged for the kids. All of the kennel personel were moved and said what a sweet dog she had been. They agreed with their Texas sidekicks that NH definitely has better weather for her type of fur. So, we got on the road soon after that.

Does anyone remember my FIRST post? When do I like to/need to leave? That is correct - SIX a.m. Any time that I have left after 6, I always hit traffic, and this is exactly what happened to us. We picked up Georgia around noon, and started out. At this point, we had about 13 hours of driving to do, putting us arriving home at 1 in the a.m. Not happy, but we chugged along. Not too long over the Virginia border, we hit traffic. We were NOT happy. We hit it again and again. When we finally got near the DC area, where Laurie lives, we had a decision to make. Do we get off and go to Laurie's house (after we call and ask if we can and if a dog can stay in her garage) or do we just keep going.

We decided to stay, get some sleep, and HEAD OUT AT 5:30 A.M. It was a good decision. We got to see Lanae and Laurie and the kids one more time, and we stayed up and talked about the vacations and dog and all of that good stuff. We also had not been looking forward to trying to introduce Toby, our cat, to Georgia, the dog, at 2 o'clock in the morning! It also gave us a chance to eat chicken at this Peruvian place that Laurie introduced us to years ago. The sauce that they give you is so spicy and probably so fattening, but SO GOOD! You also get rice and beans and it is just delicious!

Bedtime was later than we should have, but it was good to see sissies and kids and talk. The dog did great, and Laurie was nice enough to let her stay inside. She pointed out that the dog had just been treated for fleas and ticks, and then groomed, so we weren't really worried about her getting the place dirty. We took her up to the craft room, where we were sleeping, and she settled in on the floor. Laurie has a neighbor that started talking on his cell phone, in Spanish, around 2:32 a.m. The dog got up, looked out the window, and started to growl this really low mean growl! I was really impressed! She sounds big and mean! I love it.

More on the drive home later, hopefully by Brad, since he writes better than I do.