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Brian called me while I was on my trip and told me the most awesome story. He got an email from one of his best friends, that he had received from one of HIS friends, whose uncle wrote the following blog. Confusing enough? He told me that C.C. DeVille of Poison has recently become a Christian. I swear, that is the coolest news I have gotten in a while. I had goosebumps and almost started crying. How cool would it be for God to use C.C. to reach all kinds of hearts in that industry? All these men who have literally lived out the “sex, drugs, and rock and roll” lifestyle for years….to turn their lives around and let them know how much God loves them. So exciting! I just had to share.

The blog post is at: Without Wax

Ah, the glory days.  Ripped jeans, knotted t-shirts, and big hair.  I’m sad to say that many of the people I saw last night are still living there.  I am well aware that I don’t, but it was FREAKING WICKED to go visit for a few hours!

A good friend of mine got free tickets to see Poison, Dokken, and Sebastian Bach (Skid Row lead singer) last night, and he invited me to come along.  We are about the only people we respectively know who still enjoy that kind of music.  I truly love it…I still listen to it quite frequently and even have a “hair band heaven” play list on my ipod.  Sebastian was…ok.  I did enjoy rocking out to “Youth Gone Wild” and feeling the irony of not even being close to a youth anymore.  Dokken was a surprise for me.  He still sings really good and I enjoyed them thoroughly.  Poison, well, they have always been my hands-down favorite glam rock band.  I’ve loved them since 1986 when I rushed to the store to buy “Look What the Cat Dragged In.”  This is either the third or fourth time I have seen them, and it was the best show of theirs I’ve seen.  Lots of pyrotechnics, fire, Bret dancing, and C.C. solos.  They also played lots of video, most of which I would rather have not seen (too many half-and fully- naked women), but some of which was clips of their old MTV music videos.  LOVED that!  I stayed up late a time or three to watch me some Headbanger’s Ball back in the day.

So there I was.  Dancing, clapping, singing “Don’t need nothing but a good time, and it don’t get better than this.”  At the moment, it felt true.  How could it get better than that?  Then I cradled my baby boy in my arms this morning after he bumped his head.  THIS is what is better.  Spending every moment with my children and not missing a thing.  Hearing Elijah FINALLY say “Eve oo.”  (I love you.)  Noah’s version was “Ah hadoo.”  Which is funny because “hadoo” also meant “yellow” and “yogurt.”  I so love these children.

I truly enjoyed that concert.  It is so nice to get out and relive the old days for a few hours.  It makes getting back to the present so much sweeter.

By the way, the people still living in the past gave me quite a few laughs.  And reminded me why spandex went out of style! 

This picture of me and Bret was taken after a concert in 2000,  not last night.