Last weekend, some genius planned to have a Kenny Chesney / Tim McGraw concert a few measly hours after the ColorRun.
I hurried home from the toga madness and rushed through a shower where I scrubbed and hoped and scrubbed and prayed that all that color powder would wash off. Thankfully, it did.
After morphing from a Greek Rainbow Brite into cowgirl barbie, we headed back downtown for a little tailgating before the concert.
We fixed a few cocktails at the car bar then went to wander around, lo and behold as we near the stadium we stumble upon this sight
[drool] But then he disappeared behind the trailer and we all pouted. Another guy with him said "oh don't worry guys, Tim's just changing... he'll be back!"
So we are standing around chitchatting when out of the corner of my eye I see a group of guys come jogging out of the gates.
Tim and his band decided to take it to the streets. Literally. We caught it on video, got high fives, all that jazz. It took everything in me not to take off jogging next to him. Hah, who am I kidding... that's about the only way I would EVER be interested in running.
And that's when I decided I wanted to be Faith Hill when I grew up.
Jake Owen rocked it barefoot, some chick who I can't remember played a meh set, Tim McGraw KILLED it and Kenny... .well I think Kenny was a blast.
After a couple limearitas that rivaled the size of my head I was dancing my booty off and singing at the top of my lungs.
I'm a tried and true Kenny fan, we go see his show nearly every year he's ever been in Indy but... phew Tim McGraw just took the cake this year. He really put on a great show.
Oh, and I'll leave you with this hot piece of manmeat to perk up your Tuesday morning!