B-b-b-b bad to the bone!

This past Monday night my sweet husband treated me to an early Christmas present. Somethings just can't be put in a box and wrapped with paper and ribbon. Also some presents won't come and perform in your livingroom.

Since none of the above conditions could work out for December 25th LB drove me and our son, Matt, to the Pepsi-Cola Roadhouse for a fantastic dinner and night of George Thorogood and the Destroyers.

LB also did a wonderful job of securing our seats. The Roadhouse is music dinner theater venue and our table was very close just to the left of the stage. I have posted some of the pictures we took that night. I hope you enjoy them.

One more note: By the end of the evening I had bonded with a woman named Allison from Virginia. By the last song we were poised at the side of the stage waiting to grab a "touch" of George. (Did I mention the two pitchers of beer?) Mission was accomplished! He got close enough to grab him. I am proud to say that I have fondled the back of George Thorogood's left calf.

Oh, and security came our table twice to warn me about my picture taking. Pictures were allowed...I just don't think they were expecting a woman with a digital that could take pictures so fast it was like a strobe light going off on one side of the room. : )