It is no secret that I love Kid Rock and saw him for the first time in February 2008. Well when I heard he was coming to Comerica Park in July Colene and I started making plans to go. Colene got a 6 pack of tickets and we were ready. Let me explain there is no doubt in my mind that one day Mr. Ritchie will discover that I am meant to be Mrs. Ritchie, sorry Todd. :-) Of course I am kidding but anyway it makes for good comedy among my friends.
So, as we get closer to the July 18th concert I am getting more excited. There is also some trepidation though because I know Colene has chosen "her" friends to go and Tammy has one of "her" friends going. I'm not known for my sharing ability and an concerned that I may feel left out.
So, I meet Colene at the park and ride. She has an ice cold ice tea from McyD's waiting for me and we are on our way. Next stop, Tammy. We collect Tammy from her golfing scramble and continue to the next stop, Anne. Of course we make a brief stop at a Target to get some much needed munchies and hangover prevention/relief. Anne is a hoot and she has managed to find someone to use the sixth ticket that we had, Shanna. So far so good, we are all meshing and having a good time. Enter Tammy's friend, Joan. This is going to be a good time.
I have learned from past experience that I don't mix different alcohol and I don't get out of control when I drink. I usually don't make the same mistake twice. So, I am being the "responsible" one but feel I am still having a good time. I just want to make sure my girls stay safe. We are in Detroit after all. We decide to walk from the hotel to Comerica Park and stop for a few shots along the way. I gratiously accept the first shot of Jim Beam and decline any others. I'm smiling and enjoying my friends enjoying themselves. Once we get to the park we get a glorious upgrade that to a family member of one of the group.
I'm enjoying my first Bad Ass beer and listeing to Alice in Chains. Wow, the new front man is pretty good, probably as close to the original as you can get. I'm singing along with my buds. Then everything falls apart. We head to our seats for Kid Rock when he starts to come on. All of a sudden we notice Tammy is gone. Colene looks back but continues on. Joan and I slow, hoping Tammy is close behind. Nothing, where the hell could she have gone. Now there is debate on whether the rest is my own fault or not. When I say debate this is a debate against myself.
So, Tammy is gone. She has her ticket but she can't be far, right? I can't just leave her drunk butt alone in Detroit, sigh, I continue to look for her with Joan. I'm getting frustrated because I am now missing the concert, I can still hear it of course but I am not down there watching. Let me just say babysitting drunk people is not fun. Finally, we find Tammy and she is standing at floor level in a decent area to watch the show so rather then leave these two I stick around. We have a good time for the rest of the concert then after the show I insist we try to find Colene and the girls cause Joan and I have the keys to the room. After the fiasco at the bar next door we finally find them and pass off a key. Again, I can't bring myself to leave drunk girls alone in Detroit. Silly me. So we close the bar and Tammy has now built an entourage of boys from Canada. We make the slow procession back to the hotel, thankfully the boys were there to walk back with us. Upon reaching the hotel Tammy tells me we are going to the boys room at the hotel across the street from ours. I told her no, and if she wants access to the room she better come with me. She chose to go with the boys. Again, I'm at the end of my rope now, I'm tired and just want to go to bed. So I leave them to fend for themselves finally. What a mess, they can't even get into the hotel without a key and I have the only one now. I end up showering and climbing into the roll away bed. Ah, finally I can relax. Poor Colene, she gets woke up a few times because the girls want in the room. Basically the concert I was so looking forward to ended up being one of the worst nights of my life. No more babysitting for me. :-)
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