MUSIC and FANGIRLS

It's good to be a teen in my house...even when you factor in the generation gap and my inablity to take life too seriously. Sweet Pea and her g'friends, Giggles, Squeal and Shriek, attended the Much Music Video Awards. Guess who did all the driving, smack dab in the middle of downtown Toronto?

Oh. What. Fun.

For a female country mouse in her teens, this was BIG. A free event with much music (ya, I know that was a lame snicker, lol.) Last weekend, they got their wristbands, booked off work and secured their chauffeur (I was the winner. Yeah, me! :o ) As the day drew near, she became wound up in a virtual frenzy of teenage excitement and I swear, I tried not to be a smartass....clearly, it didn't work any better than it normally does...

"Our stage is where Avril Lavigne, Billy Talent, Fergie, Maroon 5 and Hilary Duff will be performing!!"

"Ohhhhmiiigawdddd!!!"

"Mooommmm."

"Sorry."

"I sooo wish we would be on the Alexis on Fire side."

"Ohhh, meeee too. I'm pissed."

"Moooommm."

"Sorry."

"Finger Eleven is performing on the roof!"

"I am so glad they changed their name. Rainbow Butt Monkeys was just silly."

"Mooooommmm."

"Sorry. *guffaw* Sort of."

"Belly is gonna be there too!!"

"Nelly?"

"No. With a B. Belly."

"Huh. Too cool for limbs?"

"MOOOOOMMM."

Okaaaay. My opinions on musicians and fangirls were not properly appreciated. In fact, they were met with the, "We are NOT amused" stare. In spite of razzing her, I'm glad she's having a typically normal teenage life, complete with gushing over musicians. I've been there, done that. I want her to have good memories of these years. They go too fast.

I coughed up the $95 in gas and dropped them off in Toronto early in the morning. They had to stand in line for reeeeealy good spots, dontcha know? Ah yes, I remember many enjoyable hours spent waiting in line for festival seating at concerts. No guaranteed vantage point to admire the STARS, but with a little liquid refreshment and some organics...who gave a damn?

I would have spent the day in T.O., but Manimal had a leanover and it didn't seem fair to punish him further. The MMVAs were over at 11 pm, so I came home, took him and Sugah Pie to lunch for Father's Day, and drove back to the city to pick the girls up.

First, I took a nap. Wholy Phuck!!! If that doesn't tell ya I'm OLD, I don't know what would.

Sugah Pie and I watched the red carpet ceremony on TV. Now wait just a minute! Nobody told me Nickleback was going to be there!!! Heh. I'm sure it was on purpose. Sweet Pea didn't want *gawd forbid* me to tag along. She knows Chad Kroeger really does it for me. Fangirls are made, not born, okay??? I taught her well, and I guess you carry a little of it with ya no matter how old ya get. The show started at 9 pm. During Fergie's first song, I saw the four of them, rockin' out with huge smiles, and I knew their wait had been worth it. They had awesome spots right in front of the stage, up close where everyone wants to be. They also got to watch all the rehearsals and took some great pix. Here she is with Dallas Green of Alexis On Fire



I'm not sure which guy this is from Marianas Trench, but that smile on my girl's face makes my world go round.



Now, before you make disparaging remarks about this young man, didn't ya imagine this is how Ozzy's son would've grown up? I know it's what I pictured when I fantasized what our kids would look like. Hehee.

It all started with that Elvis and his pelvis. Scandalous, I tell ya. : )