Like many parents of small kids who work from home, my days are usually filled with taking care of kids, chores, the house, trying to fit in some work, and maybe getting a shower in there somewhere while feeling like I’m failing at most of it. It can be mind-numbing and maddening and mundane.
However, on occasion, I feel like I’m living in my own continuous music video with a combination of Fun.’s “Some Nights,” Wiz Khalifa’s “Young, Wild & Free,” and P!nk’s “Rock Star.” Back in my twenties, I never thought that at thirty-seven I would be meeting some of my favorite personalities, spontaneously go to a concert, and end the evening at IHOP all in one night. But I did. And when I think about how ornery I was a few weeks ago about not being chosen for the Disney Social Media Moms Retreat, I shrug. Regardless of not always getting the opportunities I think I want, blogging is something I love, and even though I don’t get to do everything I want to do, I still get to do a lot of cool stuff.
Bravo Andy as Ken
Remember last week when I was giving away tickets to see Andy Cohen at the Shine for Women event in Charlotte? I was so excited I couldn’t stand it. Heather and Mandie were so excited they built him a gigantic cake inspired by the Real Housewives (Kim, Teresa, and Taylor) cakes Heather has made for my birthdays past.
Ever bring a giant Bravo Andy cake to uptown Charlotte during a St. Patrick’s Day bar crawl? It’s less fun than it sounds.
What made the evening even better was how great the other performers were. My favorite, by far, was Jeanne Jolly. Holy amazeballs, y’all. Girl has got some pipes. You can go here to download her version of “Hallelujah” for $1.29; all of the proceeds to go cancer research. Better yet, download her whole album. It is excellent, and so is she.
Front Row. Watching my new favorite performer talk to my (in my mind) new best friend.
During the show, the bakers and I got to go backstage and meet Jeanne and Andy. I may or may not have (did, gah) slipped Andy my card, dropped a name of someone I thought we both knew. (He didn’t, and I felt like a putz) thinking it would endear me to him. I’m still banging my head on the desk thinking about all of the other actual questions I had for him. Like why do some people call Mauricio “Maurice” on RHOBH? What’s his MF name?) Next time, Andy, I will not be such a spaz. (Not really. But hopefully I won’t be worse.) Thankfully, he was gracious and overlooked (maybe) my awkward fangirl ramblings.
As per the rules of the internet, got a picture with our new bestie.
After the Shine event was over, we scored tickets to go see P!nk, who was playing a few blocks away. We were almost close enough to the ceiling to touch it, but I’m not kidding when I say that even from lofty heights it was one of the most incredible shows I’ve ever seen. I don’t know if there are award shows for concert stage design/choreography/general wow factor, but I want to go and present it to whomever did it for P!nk. (Who am I kidding? I just want to go to an awards show.) I’ve never seen a concert like it. She’s a bad ass (obvs), and here’s a video I borrowed from Jon Wilson of her encore performance.
After the show and several drinks later, we realized we hadn’t eaten in hours. Mandie’s very nice husband came and picked us up, and because we wanted to hang out with some people who were looking to get shot or score some blow (of which we did neither) the IHOP and a Philly cheese steak at 2 am seemed like a good idea. It has been years since I’ve been out that late eating at that type of place, but things don’t change. It was filled with drunken post-St. Patrick’s Day revelers, business men in suits, women in hooker heels, drug-dealing thugs, and us.
Which just proves that no matter how old I get, I’m still a rock star. Just like P!nk. And Keith Richards. Whatevs.
18 Comments on "Two bakers and a blogger walk into a green room."
OMWord!!! I think I will photoshop myself in that picture. GREAT NIGHT. I went out that night too. I overheard a girlfriend say to her new girlfriend she wont let me meet, (we ran into her accidentally) “That is CRAZY woman’ while looking at me. So I started flaring my nostrils in and out, rubbed my private parts and stared at “new friend” in a creepy “I love you” way. I may have to start hanging out with my friends in Charlotte. I also can’t figure out why I found a studded condom in my bra? I know Andy would give me a cute nickname, put a picture of me on his shelf and invite me on the show with the Beverly Hills cast.
WHY, WHY, WHY don’t you live here? I know why. Because we would get into way too much trouble.
And your studded condom sounds fancy, yet possibly non-utilitarian.
I’m more of a Waffle House girl myself, but I respect your choice to IHOP.
You know, I love me some Awful Waffle, but I wasn’t driving and happy not to be, so I went where the party bus took me.
Ever bring a Bravo Andy cake… I’m still giggling! :-)
At least we are consistently ridiculous, right?
That sounds like an awesome night. I was so bummed to be away for the weekend – would have loved to win the tickets to see Andy! Glad you had a blast!
Don’t worry, Cindy. We’ll stalk Andy some more. Or maybe crash his show. You can come with us because we’ll need help overpowering his security.
I don’t know who Bravo Andy is, but he looks like fun! Jeanne Jolly and I went to the same college. A friend of mine is also a friend of hers, which probably makes us friends-in-law.
Friends-in-law is awesome. And Nichole – I love your avatar picture right here. :> Just a beautiful shot of beautiful you.
Thanks Andrea! :)
You all went to “No place I’d rather be than Cullowhee”? That means we are all friends-in-law. But it’s okay for us to get married because we aren’t blood relatives.
Yep! English, 2001. When were you there? (I’m glad we don’t have to call off the wedding.)
No, I went to UGA. I just knew Jeanne Jolly went to WCU bc I internet stalk people I don’t know. I meant we are all friends-in-law because I know you and her and you know your friend. Double wedding!
Oh! I’ve also assumed anyone who’d actually heard of Cullowhee must’ve gone there. :)
Nah, just being an NC native makes me know cool stuff like that. :)
I mostly know Bravo Andy from Katie. Weird, no?
BUT HOLY AHHHH! PINK!!!! PINK!!! I can’t. I can’t.
Sigh. Pink. I might have to relocate so I can hang out with you ladies.
Seriously. We are so fun. Come here. Away from that silly Triangle.