Baby G and I drove up to Gillette Stadium together, at times stuck in traffic behind a car load of guidos wearing cowboy hats. That’s right – we went to the Brothers of the Sun tour to see Kenny Chesney and Tim McGraw in good ol’ Mass. Poor Dad wasn’t feeling up to going (they were his bday present from yours truly) and since Mom was more than happy to avoid a country concert, I flew home to see the fam, get more beach time in, and dust off my cowgirl boots.
We had a great time swingin’ our hips and tappin’ our boots. There is NOTHING better than country in the summertime. So sorry you couldn’t go, Dad. But… I had fun!! =)