Faux Anniversary

What a nice weekend!

Started out with dinner at Ruth's Chris. Fabulous food but ridicules prices ( what ya gonna do?) Cliff had a T-bone and I had a Fillet. Perfect in every way. We finished eating and were having a cup of coffee when the waiter came over to the table with a piece of chocolate cheese cake (yes Alecia, it was smothered in real whipped cream with chocolate drizzled over it and chocolate truffle sprinkles yummmmmmm Dad said to tell you it was freaking awesome.) with a candle and sat it on the table and , with a big smile said "Happy Anniversary!!" We looked at each other and said "Thanks!" Who knew. So now we are excited cause we finally know when our anniversary is, we kept wondering cause neither one of us could remember. It was pretty funny. Whoever's anniversary it really was got ripped off for a fabulous piece of cheese cake which we enjoyed very much.

Tracy Lawrence was rocking as usual. Man can he put on a show. Just puts everything in to it and brings the audience along for the sweet ride. He was just wringing wet with sweat by the time it was over. Side note: The last three times we have seen him he has been wearing the same shirt! I can't figure out if it's
1. Coincidence
2. His only shirt
3. His lucky shirt
4. His Vegas shirt
5. Coincidently his only lucky Vegas shirt
hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

The Railhead is such a great venue and so intimate. We had great seats up front and had so much fun. Half the fun is watching the skeezers trying to get the bands attention by their crazy dancing as close to the band stand as they can get. Seems like they get fatter and trashier every year. I told Cliff, I need to start a school for skeezers and show them how to dress. Like Miss Dolly Parton says, "It costs a lot of money to look this cheap."

There was an after party with a band called Stetson. It was one of those things where you want to like the band, and by all rights, you should like the band, but their energy was so whacked that you just didn't. For one thing ,the chick fronting the band (my age and very classy cowgirl) was so busy being fabulous she forgot about the music. She could sing.... but moved so stiff as to not mess up her hair or work up sweat and mess up her make up that I wanted to slap her. Needless to stay we only stayed about 30 minutes and then just could not take anymore. Also, they were either too freaking loud or me an Big Daddy are getting old.

Had breakfast this morning with our sweet Olivia and Teddi and Martin. When Olivia saw us she said ,OH, Mimi and Dad Dad with the biggest smile. She is so sweet and cute. Teddi had Oli's hair in a pony tail with her golden curls . She had on some cream colored jeans with UGG boots and a little puffy vest. She looked sooooooooooooooo cute.

So now we are home and waiting for the race to start, Big Daddy is already napping and I am not far behind................................