Okay….so I’ve taken a rather lengthy hiatus from the story telling, and I do apologize. I finished with the Red Hot Chili Peppers this past March with just a few cities I didn’t blog about…..but my god, I could put you to sleep with the lack of excitement. Really. Okay...I'll do it. A highlights reel, just for shits and giggles.
Last real leg of Peppers...January - Nashville...fell in love with "The King" all over again (although he's a real stiff these days).







February - Went to visit my aunt and uncle in their winter home in the Keys in Florida for a few days (sorry Larry, this is the only picture I have of you! I would have put Wilma and my face making contest pictures up too, but I mysteriously lost ours! ha ha)



























Had a few too many of these......
(Sunsets and beer? Not a bad thing to be in excess of, really? Right?)













Saw an 80's metal rock magician??? What?!? Yes, it happened. Ask Wilma - she only had 5 rum runners - so she would definitely be the one to consult on this performance involving flash fire, colored rabbits and birds, Ozzy Osbourne, and a petting zoo after the show for the little kids frolicking about the bar....yep, if my memory serves me correctly, it happened.


NEXT UP: COLTS WIN THE SUPER BOWL!!!!!!!! Rocking party at my house in Arizona! Not really sure if passing a bottle of Crown Royal around helped the ponies get the ring - but it certainly couldn't have hurt, right? However, it did hurt the couch that was broke in half, Amy - who got a concussion from WWF Wrestling - the 20 wine glasses that I shattered and the general debauchery and erosion of my home!

(Not sure who took this picture....but here's to seeing triple and photographing double...thanks Betty Blurry!)

Hang with me.....we're almost caught up to the current date.

A few final shows for the Chili Peppers (not really an official tour - only a few days strung together). Starting in Mexico City.
What a dump of a city. But our hotel was un-freakin-believable.


Let me just tell you the stories that were told at work about what you were supposed to do with a hammock hanging over your bathtub. Let's just say the housekeeping staff had their hands full with multiple flooded bathrooms. Now, seriously, why would you tempt a bunch of rowdy, curious, O.C.D. people with this kind of contraption and not expect some sort of unnatural disaster? Come on, really.



Well - what do you do at the end of an entire year with the same band, the same crew and the same bullshit? THROW A DAMN PARTY, what else?! Our production was nice enough to host a party at a restaurant called "Karisma" down the street from our hotel.


The only thing I really found "Karismatic" was the 4 Mexican waiters that walked around with a tray in their hands at all times holding shot glasses and a bottle of Don Julio Tequila and passively aggresively coercing shots down our throats.

However the food was fantastic! Someone kept telling me there was something stuck in my teeth - but the guys I work with are such jokers.....i'm too clever to fall for that crap!


Incidentally, after many bottles of Don Julio disappeared, this is what the rest of the night looked like:



Oh yeah....after all the drinking and hammockshowering, we still had a show to do. We were in a huge baseball (or soccer - I couldn't really tell) field that was in the middle of a Nascar race track. When I asked some of the locals if it was going to rain for our outdoor show - they said - Non non seniorita, it never rain in Mehico....sun shine all dee time...........




So after a year of working, swearing, wandering, sweating, drinking, and laughing, we gave our hugs, said our good-byes, and promised to stay in touch!! Bye - Bye Chili Pepper Pals!! I'll miss you! Best tour I've ever done!!




A rolling stone gathers no moss.............
So right after I came home from the Peppers tour - I went to Indiana to help my Mom move into her new condo. Got to see my fabulous friends from Lebanon at a fabulous cook out at Lorri's house. We road fourwheelers and my dear fabulous friends made fun of me as I tried to play with/wrangle the kids at the party on the swingset. I'm such a (un) natural! (We need pictures next time girls!!!!!!)

Then I was off to St. Simon's Georgia to see my dear friends Alicia and Brad get married!


Oh my....is that Gilligan finally making it off the island via surfboard??? Nope...just some tan, svelt, handsome man crashing the wedding (with a cool hat no less)!

































I got to meet so many new people, and hang with my girls!!!

(I didn't forget you Pam.......but since you are the photog, you're never in any pictures dammit! The only one I have of us is entirely too drunk to post!)
I had an unbelievably relaxing time hanging on the beach and checking out the island. The Avenue of the Oaks and this lighthouse are really really really old. I would love to impress you with my knowledge of history, but I don't really have any and I already forgot what the signs said.












































I didn't forget this sign, though, because I thought it was a really clever way to say, "Stay off my f#$!*%! grass, man!"





Congratulations DR. & MR. B-DRUNK ASH!!!!!!!!!!!!





NEXT UP: THE BARBRA STREISAND TOUR.......