Thursday morning I woke up to Tony telling me to pack my bags because we were going to Vegas...but not just to sit poolside and take in some shows...we were going to the I Heart Radio Festival! I am a huge fan of all types of music, and it is not uncommon for me to tell my kids to pipe down in the car so I can listen to a song. I must have gotten this from my father (although my mom has rocked out in the house a time or two!) because I remember going to his office at Wells Fargo bank with him sitting in his little cubicle with the radio cranked up. Co-workers would always be telling him to turn the music down, but he never did. This weekend would have made him proud!
We arrived in Vegas late Thursday night and made our way to the hotel. After grabbing a quick bite to eat we called it a night. The weekend was young. We needed to pace ourselves. Friday morning we did the unthinkable. Exercised. What had gotten into us? Was 34 fast approaching suddenly making me responsible? What was this feeling of total self control? It was foreign to me and it would not last. Since our last bazillion trips to Vegas have been with the kids we decided to go to a museum to get our knowledge on. Mind (museum), Body (exercise), Spirits (uh we will get to that later.) I am not sure they meant the kind of spirit that you can ingest but I like being a trendsetter anyway. We arrived at
A Crime Of Fashion
After acquainting ourselves with the mafia's choir boys we decided to get acquainted with the Las Vegas public transit system. i.e. the bus. This is of significance because a self-proclaimed unemployed man who helped us buy a bus ticket called me a goddess, which I have reminded Tony of every 30 minutes since then. For anyone who thinks that only crazies ride the bus I refer you back to the fact that one of them called me a goddess. I think they are all geniuses!
We arrived at MGM to pick up our tickets for the festival. After a little mix up (don't they know who we are???) the tickets were in our hot little hands. And all that standing around and making small talk with the common folk was actually a good thing. Some nice billionaire gave us special bracelets to get into the VIP lounge both nights! It pays to know people for 5 minutes in line!
Score!
After scarfing down a pizza and cleaning up we were finally on our way to the big event! Whoot whoot!
Is That...Helen Hunt?
The highlights of the first night were: Robin Thicke opening with "Blurred Lines", Fun, Muse, Keith Urban, Katy Perry, Chris Brown, Elton John and Queen. Amazing!
After getting home around 4am, we finally made it to brunch around 1pm. We needed a nap. Stat. Even though it was my birthday it didn't really count until I could see straight. We awoke around 4:30 to do it all again, starting with a fabulous dinner at The Palm thanks to our gal Phyllis from Philly. What a treat!
Cheers to 34!
The highlights of the second night were: Bruno Mars, Justin Timberlake, Tim McGraw, Drake and Paul McCartney. Actually Paul McCartney was the highlight of the entire weekend. What a show!
No Twerking Involved
Post show I decided to check another item off of my bucket list. Because my kids will read this someday I will not elaborate too much. However, if you have a Facebook page you probably already know. Let me just say that it was everything that I thought it would be. Which is exactly why I am glad I went with my man instead of him going on his own. When men say they go there to look and not touch...they are LYING! BIG FAT LIARS!
I will never forget my magical birthday weekend and all of the love and support from everyone who helped make it happen. Without great friends and amazing family (who are willing to watch your kids for 3 days while you pretend you are 21 again) it never would have happened. Tony definitely knows how to show a girl that she is truly loved. Even at 34.










