So sorry about last night, folks. And now I am going to have to write this pretty quick, as I have to run to the airport very soon. Yes, giving Holly and Aidan (the car and the GPS) a little break and will be relying on public transport for a few days in NYC. But that’s later – let’s get back to yesterday! In order to do that, three hung over minds are better than one, so here’s what Helen, Keira and I remember…
- We woke up early to go to the radio station and record the Big D and Bubba show. They were – to use a British term – lovely! They were intrigued by Helen and Keira’s accents and the fact that country music actually exists in England. It does – it’s how we met over there – but on a much, much smaller scale. Had a blast with them – thanks guys! We’ll be tuning in via the internet when we can’t get you on a station near us!
- Pool action with Chicken Ranch Pizza – yum!
- Went to pay our respects to Johnny and June at their gravesite. It was rather emotional for Helen, who loves Johnny with all her heart.
- Visited Tommy, another of Helen’s Nashville friends, in his very cool tour bus, Bella, and had discussions about rock star stuff that can’t be mentioned on this family-friendly blog. Let’s just say that what happens on the bus, stays on the bus!
- Tommy just happened to be parked next to not only Eddie Money’s tour bus and the coolest black Hummer I’ve ever seen, but also the Gibson tour bus. The driver was awesome. He let us tour the bus and even took a picture of us strumming a guitar played by Sir Paul McCartney, himself!
- We didn’t think the day could get much better (Well, I didn’t think it could get much better, but Helen reminds me, I’m with them and I shouldn’t be surprised, it just keeps getting better), but then we went to all of our first NHL game. Helen had contacted the Nashville Predators and told them she was visiting from England and they left great tickets for us at the Will Call window, along with a poster for Helen. Have to admit, I’m a football/baseball/basketball girl, but the hockey game was pretty cool. And that’s when things started to get hazy… The beers were huge and I’m not much of a drinker – never mind a beer drinker but I was at a hockey game so had to – and honestly, can’t remember how much we drank at the game. We do remember meeting and getting autographs and pics with some of the players, but the ones on my camera were lost to a drunken upload.
- After the game, we stumbled onto Broadway and into a few bars where the music was great, there was more drinking, dancing and – I shudder to recall – some drunk texting. I will never do that again. I’ve already apologized this morning. Just glad they were texts so I actually know what was said, and someone was watching over me because my phone died before it got too bad. (Pictures were starting to be involved – not a good thing, from my perspective at least. Keira just chimed in that it was hysterical from their perspective. So glad I didn’t listen to her about the pictures she wanted me to send!) I do recall hearing Helen’s friend Penny Marie sing and she is incredible – hope to hear more from her in the future! She sang for a bit with Caleb Cain and the Southern Soul (I think? Will correct if this is the wrong name). They were really good and even played some Guns N Roses for Keira. Quite the mix with the country tunes!
- Don’t remember much more except Keira and I nearly passing out at one of the bars, so leaving Helen with Penny and her boyfriend, and going back to the hotel. That’s when I made the mistake of trying to be productive and upload pics and somehow losing everything after the beginning of the hockey game – all my cool pics of the players, the beer, us girls and Penny and the other country singers. Ugh. Never again. Oh – and I should mention, Helen came home when I was trying to pack – with no luck – with a Reserved For Kid Rock sign. Only Helen.
Have to run now, must catch the plane. Am so going to miss these girls – we had more fun than I could’ve imagined. But as Helen said, I shouldn’t be surprised!
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