In my head I know I’m not a rockstar. Really, I do. However, last week I got to tag a long with my husband, (who admittedly is not a rock star either) and we spent our days wearing back stage passes, being escorted place to place, relaxing comfortably in VIP rooms, with every need attended to.
My husband got to make music with some really cool friends, on a stage, in front of 16,000 people. And I couldn’t have been more proud, because they rocked.
What a life. (*sigh*)
It was an unforgettable week.
Before I get back to reality, I thought I’d share a few photos with you…
and that is all. Now, I have some unpacking and laundry to do.
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