My job doesn’t suck.
Working for a production company in Nashville makes for fun outings. This past weekend, our office loaded up a tour bus and headed to Columbia, SC to catch a Kenny Chesney concert.
All access pass to a fun day!
My chariot awaited my entry. I could get used to this.
With a designated driver, party times Friday night ensued on the bus. After a couple cocktails, our soiree into what seemed like a junior high slumber party with games like “Never Have I Ever” and “Truth or Dare,” being played. The only thing we lacked was a warm bowl of water for the first person who passed out…
Truth or moonshine?
Do you dare for a Jager?
Here’s a neat thing a fellow traveler found wedged between the ceiling of her bunk, leftover from a prior trip…
This is why I travel with my bed in a bag.
Upon our arrival, we found ourselves rollin’ with the big boys in the bus parking lot.
Our party parking lot.
Having an all access pass (poor, poor, pitiful me), I could roam the Williams Brice Stadium and see all of the shenanigans taking place before the door opened.
Cold bleachers awaiting rear ends.
Everyone needed their photo taken on the big stage, of course.
Nice photographer!
Listening to sound checks…not a rough day!
In case you’re blonde and/or are prone to getting lost, there are signs for you to follow everywhere.
Anybody know how to get to everything?
It’s rough work being a VIP!
Think I’d still have a job if I rode the fish below like a bull?
Yeah I didn’t either, which is why you’re seeing this photo sans moi.
I wondered if Ted would mind this Marshall stack in our mini manse?
Aside from seeing Kenny (and Kasey Musgraves, Eli Young Band and the Zac Brown Band), the best part of the day was hanging with my work buddies (oh, and having an all access pass … and the cocktails … and the people watching).
Hanging with some of the crew.
We came. We saw. Kenny conquered.
It’s me! CBXB! Remember meeting me 10 years ago?
I caught a glimpse of this below after the concert and had to take a picture – haven’t we all been there before, ladies? (But on second thought, who in the hell wears heels to a six hour concert?)
Wouldn’t you hate to be in the stall next to me and my camera? No shame here.
Of course Teddy was beyond infuriated when I returned home after being away one night. Therefore, I immediately shoved him in a sombrero (every cat’s dream) because we had to celebrate Cinco de Mayo!
Nothing but love from those feline eyes.
Promptly after this photo shoot, I walked into my bedroom to find this scene…
Claws of punishment.
But in case you were wondering Mr. Bear and I made up by this morning. So much so that he settled in further to snuggle as my alarm (which usually makes him leap out of his fur), was screaming in my ear.
Where do you think you’re going?
How about my impressive, one armed, in-the-dark photo skills?
What alarm?
I did make it to work today – much to Ted’s dismay.
Cheers!
CBXB
