Wow, so let's see, where to begin about the Mellencamp concert. First, I will say that I am still a drinking champ and did not have too bad a hangover yesterday. In fact, I not only went to my parents' house to pick up Princess, but I also had lunch with Hub's family AND I exercised. And I will also say that this is not really a review of the concert, but rather of the tailgaiting.
We did see Fogerty and I don't recall much of it. We did see Mellencamp and I don't recall much of it. And oh, what a great concert it was.
I think the best way to describe the day is through pictures. Yes, Hub had the camera and he took 250 pics. That's right - TWO HUNDRED FIFTY. Plus some video of the concert - but its really useless as you can't hear Mellencamp singing, you can only hear me and Patsy singing. Poorly, loudly, and very off key. Oh, this was good times.
Here's some of what we drank. Patsy made vodka and lemonade and even put real lemons in there. Yum.
Here's me and Patsy after Fogerty and before Mellencamp, vegging and having some brews:
Here's me and Hub, part 1. You can tell by the squinty eyes I have that this was laaaate in the evening:
Here's me and Hub, part 2. He says I would not stop drinking long enough to get a pic of us.
Here's me kicking the porta potty. I have been told our friend was in there, but I don't really recall this moment:
Here is my insane husband, who happened to be the only one who was stone cold sober. Although you wouldn't guess it from this pic:
There are also pictures of our friend J with puke in his beard after he threw up in his hands (I thought you were the only one who did that, Patsy?). But I am going to spare you those. I am sure Patsy will go into more detail on her blog, which is good because maybe then she can remind me of what happened because truly, its all a blur. Tomorrow, I will tell you about all the freaks I met. I talked to several of them about their underwear. That's right, tune in tomorrow.