Jay & I ditched work when the clock hit 4:00 on Monday and packed up the Trooper, Wisco bound, to spend our New Year's with G-reg & Jodie at their new home on the countryside. Their home was beautiful, warm, and welcoming and we hung out for hours making dinner and drinking wine together.
Later in the evening, we were joined by Sarah & Jake. Somehow, in the midst of hanging out just hours before the clock would strike midnight, Sarah mentioned that another couple was going to a local bar to catch Strutter that night. That's right, the one and only, the "1# KISS Tribute band" in full makeup and costume. From a room away, with the Guitar Hero playing away, Jay's ears caught all the info he needed to shout out "How far away are they playing??".
It was about ten o'clock and the wine and warm bellies were steering us towards Pictionary but Jay was on the 9's reminding us about the show. Jake walked in the room with 6 red tickets, throwing them unknowingly on the table as he told us about the cashier at the liquor store handing them out.....it just so happened that they were 6 free passes to the Tack in Amery, Wi....the exact venue Strutter would be rocking out at for New Year's Eve.
To make a small world even smaller, Sarah new of yet another couple that were supposedly there, so she called ahead to see if it was worth going. Turns out they were still at home, thinking of going....it also turned out that Jay & John were old college buds, so there was no turning back. Jodie let the dogs out while the boys threw the extra seats in the van, and we jumped in the car at 11:30.
Sure, we missed the ball dropping, but we walked in the door promptly at 12:05 as the lights went out at the bar, and the stage lights came alive as Strutter took their places.
It wasn't exactly the KISS tribute crowd in the middle of Nowhere, WI, but we partied it up until the wee hours of the morning, singing along with our air guitars. Who can resist having a good time with a group of men that have such a wonderful taste in shoes?By the time the show ended, we were rocked out. We piled back into the van with sober Jay behind the wheel, and headed back to the home, not without making a pit stop after-hours at John's fav bar. It was creeping over to 3 in the morning when Jay barreled into the driveway like a mad man, waking me from my exhausted slumber with a jolt, branches hitting the window I laid my head on, people shouting in the back.....I didn't find it funny at the time, but I think they all got a good laugh. After all the excitement, I went straight to bed and passed out.
On New Year's Day, Jay and I hung out with Jodie and Greg lazily strolling from the kitchen to the couch as we chatted and snacked. By late afternoon, Jay and I hit the road for home. We'd had another phenomenal New Year, chalked full of adventures, Rock n Roll, and a little taste of Jay Time. I love my life.....and to think, this is only the beginning.
Happy New Year!