The time I almost met (and married) a rock star

I hope I get this opportunity again, because a do-over would be ... well, amazeballs.

Last year, I saw Motley Crue for the first time. I knew of the members, except Tommy Lee, who I knew about and knew who he is. (You can't be a child of the 90's without having seen knowing about Tommy and Pamela.) In fact, I honestly think yesterday was the first time I ever saw Tommy Lee fully clothed. I was in awe the entire show ... the pyrotechnics, the energy, the NOISE (ohmysoul, I am beginning to think I have a TBI from last year's show).

So, yesterday, I was pulling into the parking lot to see KISS and Motley Crue, and there are several buses and RVs in the lot. Not thinking anything of it, I was a bit perturbed when a huge van was blocking my way into the lot. Well, until we all noticed TOMMY freaking LEE!!!

What had happened was ...

Paige: Grrr. Woman, when you gonna move your big old van and let me in? Grrrr. Grrrr.

Everybody in Paige's car: [Start looking around, fixate to left of car, near the RVs and buses] It's Tommy Lee! I can't believe it's Tommy Lee!

Paige: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! It's Tommy Lee. [Thinking, get yo' camera, sista!]

Tommy Lee goes back into the bus.

Paige and her crew: Crap! He went back in. Maybe he'll come back out.

Tommy Lee comes back out, with NIKKI SIXX right behind him!!!!

I take a quick picture, EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! a little bit more, "Ohmigosh I got Tommy Lee's picture!"

Then, the van moves and I start driving to park, and think, "I should have quit 'eeeeeeeee-ing' and just rolled down the window and said, "Yo, Tommy, Nikki, what's up?!?"

I didn't even realize my dream man, Nikki Sixx was right behind Tommy Lee.

Love at first freaking sight, y'all. If only he'd seen me. (I was wearing a KISS shirt, though. Totally should have thrown the Crue shirt in the car, to be safe. Oops.)

Motley Crue was absolutely freaking fabulous, as always. I totally drooled over Nikki Sixx the whole time and boogied so hard when it came time for KISS, I was definitely worn out. KISS put on a fabulous show as well, Paul Stanley was awesome.

Possibly fun moment #2 of the night was when Paul Stanley was about to venture into the audience and said, "well, I can't go without an invitation," and there was a lull, and Ricky yells, "33!" (our box number). I was kind of hoping Paul would take us up on the invite, but no dice.

After the show, I dropped off Keri and (her) Tommy at her place, and LA and I went back to the 'Funk to find Ricky and Michelle. We swooned some more and I squealed even more. Unfortunately, they bands didn't want to after party at the 'Funk like Poison did last year. Bummer :(

So, Motley Crue, WE LOVE YOU! Come back anytime, and after party with us at Nana's! (And KISS, y'all are awesome too, but in the future, please, please, please play "Dr. Love.")