Kissing Rock Stars

So, my friend Emily states that this blog is long time over due and needs to be exceedingly long now, to fill the rest of her work day.  So, here goes...

I am on the same path that I always end up following when on a diet/exercise plan.  I get too darn excited about my progress, and feel comfortable in my own skin.  That sounds great right?  Well, for me, its a bad thing.

See, I know I am at an unhealthy weight, and when I see pictures of me, I get extremely grossed out and upset.  But, when I get all gussied up, and look in the mirror, I see a rather good looking lady! See my problem yet?  I suddenly see the mirror, see someone, who despite the weight still looks pretty darn good.  So why kill myself on that damn elliptical machine, or that insane biggest loser video...

And.... the next thing I know, I'm up 2 pounds.  DAMN IT!  Stupid self confidence, you are screwing this up for me!  GRRR!!!

So, want to know what put me on this pathway to self confidence this time?  I got kissed by a Rock Star.  Sorry Joe!

He is one of my favorite blues guitarists and Joe and I slightly stalk love him. :)  Well, as in my previous post, I went to Knuckleheads in Kansas City in the East Bottoms to see Eric Sardinas.  My very best friends came to enjoy this fun event with me, and I even got to dance like old times with my bestie Alyson!  :)  I don't think my other bestie Amanda loved it nearly as much as me, so she is probably not as pumped to hear about this whole kissing thing.. but too bad Amanda! ;)

So, this is how this chain of crazy events happened.

Adam, Joe's brother, had to go back to Knuckleheads after the show, as he managed to take his mother's car keys with him when he left, and left his mother stranded at a bar.  Trust me, she was fine, and very happy to just chill with the owner and Eric. So, Adam, like a good son, drove through a MONSOON incredibly strong thunderstorm to give his mom her keys back.  Well, low and behold, Eric Sardinas and his band were also stranded due to the storm, so Adam got to hang with the band till the storm passed over.

Adam cooly and calmly fell all over himself telling him casually mentioned that we were very blown away by the show and wanted to follow him to Des Moines, Iowa to see the next show the following Saturday.  Well, the generous person that Eric is, said that if we made it, we would be on his personal VIP list.  Let me tell you, it did not take much arm twisting to convince Joe and I that this was a good idea.

So, on Saturday afternoon, we made the journey to Des Moines Iowa, to a insanely weird venue, that looked more like a business park bar and grill than a Blues Club.  After arriving, we were, as Eric promised, on the VIP list.  Now, this sounds impressive, I know.  However, being a VIP at a club where out of the 3 pool tables, only one works, and you have to tilt it on its end every few games to make that one table work, and there is no food, even though they have it listed on the door and the website.... I could go on and on about how disappointing this venue was.  Anyway, being Eric's VIP basically meant we didn't pay for our tickets. Oh well.

Eric made up for this venue by seriously putting on the best show ever.  10 times better than in KC.  At set break, he came right up to me, gave me like 5 hugs, and asked me how his voiced sounded, since he was a bit scratchy.  OMG... I felt like such a cool person at this point, in telling him the scratchy voice was sexy.  Sheesh....

I'm such a dork.  Anyway, he played a second set.  We were again, blown away.  At the end of the show, I wave to Eric, who is packing up his guitars, and say goodbye. At this point, he strides over to me, gives me a big kiss square on the lips, and says, I'll miss you till we get back to KC.  Ok, swooning.  Yes, Amanda, I know you are not swooning for me... and are probably making Yacking noises right now.  Ha!

But yeah, I have to say, that is one hell of a boost of self confidence.  I felt like the sexiest girl alive at that moment, 242 lbs or not.  So, this week, its been HARD to jump back into the healthy eating pattern.  Its been impossible to go to the gym.  But, I got kissed by a rockstar.  Maybe I should set my goal to lose weight for the next time Eric comes to KC.  If I'm 50 lbs lighter, then sheesh, who knows!  haha!  Sorry again Joe! ;)