A Swift Kick & A Band-Aid

My Ragged-On-The-Edges Girl

Looks like karma hasn't totally quite forgotten me just yet. In fact, I had free Toby Keith tickets fall in my lap this weekend and one kick ass time.

Two years ago, I pushed my entire schedule for the evil, dreaded cross-country move so that my friend and I could go see Toby Keith's Throwdown Tour together in the very amphitheater where we had first met (also a country concert). She and I showed up looking all cute in our gear ... sans beer, sans lighter, sans cigars, sans binoculars ... we were just so excited to see Terri Clark and Toby Keith that everything else just went out the window.

This time, I enlisted the help of another friend of mine and three of us had a good ol' time singing along to Toby's Hookin' Up and Hangin' Out Tour. We remembered warm clothes, money for beer, binoculars (which we didn't use), sandwiches and snacks. We were effin' prepared this time.

Neither of my friends knew who Joe Nichols was though ... until we got there. Once he started playing Brokenheartsville, Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off, and the like ... then they knew who he was.

I'll tell you right now though ... I am not a passive concert goer AT ALL. I am on my feet, shakin my booty, singin the songs, and goin' nuts. It is one of those times when the dancing around the room in my underwear, singing along to the radio, pretending its me on stage … actually gets seen in public. But hell, I'm having a good time ... so what if I look like a total doof in the process.

I will note that I came prepared with my blue bandana to both concerts though ... and when Toby sang about his little Whiskey Girl (blue bandana tied all up in her hair) ... I was right there waiting for him to take me home.

She's my little whiskey Girl
My Ragged-on-the-edges girl
Ah, but I like 'em rough

Posted by Princess Cat at October 9, 2006 10:10 PM @ 10:10 PM in Good Times // Permalink | TrackBack