November 25, 2003 - 9:38 p.m.

I had the best time of my life last night.

I made a late dinner, and we all sat down to eat around 7:30. I had just shovelled my second mouthful of food when Liz's phone rang.

She answered and within seconds was screaming "OH MY GOD" and jumping up and down. She hung up, and we were all curious.

Apparently Liz has a friend who could not use her two tickets to a concert.. And this girl had...two $200 tickets for the Kiss and Aerosmith concert that was starting as we spoke. She wanted only $50 apiece.

At this point, we were all screaming and jumping up and down.

After a minute, my common sense returned and the long list of overdue bills passed through my mind.

Rod looked at his watch, whipped out his wallet, handed Liz a $100 bill and said "Have a great time, girls."

Oh My God. I did not even have time to protest.

We flew, and even considering the fact that we parked six blocks away from the arena, we only missed the first two Kiss songs.

What a show! I had such a great time, and had never been to a concert before.

I cannot stop thinking about it. Even as I am up to my elbows in apple peels and pumpkin guts in preparation for Thursday's activities.

Gene Simmons had fake blood pouring out of his mouth and was suspended from the ceiling and placed on a scaffold high above the audience. Kiss absolutley rocked. There were indoor fireworks and flames shooting from the stage. Wow.

And we all know how I feel about Steven Tyler and Aerosmith. I fucking love him! My only complaint was a serious lack of "Janie's Got A Gun" but Joe Perry sang one of their new songs that will be on March's album. Aerosmith had confetti cannons. I scrambled as much as I could for souveniers.

I still have no voice, but I don't care. I don't think anyone else does either. Roommates are probably happy that I am keeping quiet.

What a great concert. I am no longer a concert virgin.

ooh. And Dave is taking me to see Chevelle next week.

I could so fall in love with that man. But he has a bit of a temper. We don't like that. As long as he does not direct his anger at me, I can be happy with the status quo.

Only I am allowed to be pissed off.

And I am pissed off. Three people will now not be attending my Thanksgiving feast. Dave is going to his cousin's house, my father doesn't want to make the drive, and Dan's love interest cannot make it. Fortunately, nobody told me until after I purchased the food. That makes me feel all warm and festive inside.

So I am baking tonight, I'll make the hors d'ourves tomorrow night, and Dan and I will do everything else on Thursday.

I bought some Bailey's Irish Cream (for our 5 am pot of coffee Thanksgiving morning) and several big bottles of wine for the rest of the day. We should be significantly intoxicated by dinner. It will be cool.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone.

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