Music Monday- The Band Perry and REO Speedwagon

Knocked off two more concerts from my summer concert series last week.

First up: The Band Perry on July 18th with a few girlfriends.



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Accompanying me at this concert were Tyree, Carrie and Jessica.  We all met up for pre-gaming at Quaker Steak and Lube for a few RBV’s and dinner.   Always a riot when we get together.  The last concert the four of us went to, we got charged $80 for a round of RBV’s.   YIKES!  We checked our bills closely this time around.


We take normal pics – but get our kicks making stupid faces.  Girls will be girls.


There is a story behind the below photo.  An inside joke, if you will.  And, in order to not be the mean girls – we will keep the true meaning behind the stupid looks to ourselves.  😉


The Band Perry put on a very energetic show.  I love their energy and stage presence.   They pull the crowd in and share the experience with everyone.  I love when musicians play for the crowd and not for themselves and it was very clear that they were there to please the fans.


One thing I am not a big fan of at Stir Concert Cove is the porta-potty location on the south side.  We always stand on the north side of the venue so a long walk is in order  – or you hold back on the drinks so as not to miss the concert.  There is one restroom on the north side and the wait typically is a very long one.  Jess and I took advantage of the 20 minute wait by taking a restroom line selfie.

But of course!


After the concert we headed up to BadonkaRonks to visit our bartender friend, Elizabeth before calling it a night.

I was VERY scared of Jessica’s driving.  Terrifying.


I am also a giant jackass.

Sunday the 20th Clint and I hit up Stir Cove (twice in one weekend for this girl!) for REO Speedwagon.


We went with my aunt and uncle and a couple of their friends and had a great time.  While I only knew about 2 of their songs, it didn’t stop me from having a really good time.  Family, music, a beautiful evening and ice cold beer.

What could make a better night?




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Harleys, Cheesecake, Vodka, Yoga – The Weekend Review

The Weekend in Snapshots

Immediately after work on Friday I hit up Barley’s in Council Bluffs to celebrate a co-worker and friends last day.   Cheers to you, Lindsey.  You will be missed!


After a few beers I made my way back into Omaha to meet my mom, step dad, sister and nieces for dinner and CHEESECAKE at the Cheesecake Factory.   My sister lives in Texas so it is a rare occasion I get to see her. 2011 was the last time, to be exact.    It was so great to chat and have dinner.  Aren’t these two not the cutest little girls ever?



Check out that Oreo Cheesecake.  Um, yes please!




Saturday morning I taught TurboKick at the Council Bluffs YMCA and then Clint and I worked the remaining part of the day in the basement.  This remodel is darn near finished.  We scrubbed the tiles one by one you guys.  I scrubbed, he followed behind me with the shop-vac.  It was the only way we could get all the residue from the dry wall off.   Talk about team work! 🙂




This photo is still before we scrubbed the tile.  Not sure why I haven’t posted an after yet.  Eh… next time.


After slaving away in the basement, Clint cooked us steaks over our backyard fire pit and then we decided to get on the bikes and go for a ride.   A perfectly good Saturday and we were inside working.  WHAT is WRONG with us!?

We rode about 50ish miles before deciding to stop at Heron Bay in Springfield.  I just love that bar.




Had a few beers, listened to the live music and bullshitted with my Aunt Marla who came up and had a few beers with us too.  Unfortunately we found ourselves facing a storm rolling through, so we had to cut the night short and high tail it back to Omaha.  We beat the rain, but the lightening show was absolutely fantastic to see on a bike.  I wish I was able to video what we were seeing.  Straight ass cool.


Sunday:  Lazy morning while I finished reading a book.  Maybe lazy is a negative way to say it.  I was relaxing!  That’s better.   Around noon I looked up my girl Tyree  to see if she wanted to attend Yoga at the Cove with me.



Yoga at the Cove was put on by Stir Cove-Harrah’s Casino and was the first event of its kind.  Unfortunately due to the rain, it had to be moved indoors to the MidAmerica Center.  They still had a great turnout and I had a lot of fun.  Good work to Katie who was the mastermind behind this gig!




I won’t lie and say I didn’t laugh at myself and some of the stuff we had to do.  Honestly, the whole “center yourself… reach for the sun” talk just annoys me.  I like Yoga for the movement and stretching.

Definitely NOT for the whole “ooommmmmmm” experience.




And after Yoga is when it all goes down hill. 



Well, actually.  I would say it went up hill because it was hands down the best Sunday Funday I have had in a long time.


Let’s just say appetizers and a cocktail at Rock Bottom



turned into 6 Red Bull Vodka’s at The Stadium




turned into 4 Vodka Redbulls at Barrett’s Barley Corn , puppy love and 1:1 drunk sand volleyball.


It was simply fantastic.




Monday morning I woke up to cotton mouth, a smile on my face and a ton of sand in the bed.


Sorry, honey!