Making someone's dreams come true is exactly what we did this Labor Day weekend. Mom and Dad have been wanting for years to go see Jimmy Buffet in concert. I'm pretty sure Dad was Jimmy Buffet in another life, or certainly aspires to be! About a week before the show, I sent them an email about how to be a tailgaiting parrothead and a list of items to be packed for the concert. We headed out of Colonial Beach on Labor Day Monday, headed for the Nissan Pavilion. All of us had our Buffet shirts packed and ready to go and the coolers were full for our dinner. Tom Tom led the way straight to the venue and we pulled into the parking lot in the middle of a party already in session. There were men in grass skirts with coconut bras, shark tatoos, palm trees, beach balls and lots of Buffet tunes in the air. We set up our card table in preparation for our meal. We feasted on cheeseburgers in paradise - lettuce and tomato, kosher pickles and cold draft beers for everyone but me! 
I had a virgin margarita in the spirit of celebration. We topped off the meal with homemade chocolate chip cookies, packed up and it was time to head into the show. We couldn't take pictures inside the arena, but the show was absolutely outstanding - he played all of our old favorites and we listened to some new tunes that weren't familiar, but loved anyway. Got to love a guy who plays his concerts barefooted with beach balls being tossed around the fans. After the show we spent about an hour hanging out with other fans in the parking lot- thank goodness for the cookies that were left! All in all, the Labor Day weekend show was the ultimate dream come true for all of us.
I had a virgin margarita in the spirit of celebration. We topped off the meal with homemade chocolate chip cookies, packed up and it was time to head into the show. We couldn't take pictures inside the arena, but the show was absolutely outstanding - he played all of our old favorites and we listened to some new tunes that weren't familiar, but loved anyway. Got to love a guy who plays his concerts barefooted with beach balls being tossed around the fans. After the show we spent about an hour hanging out with other fans in the parking lot- thank goodness for the cookies that were left! All in all, the Labor Day weekend show was the ultimate dream come true for all of us.Work, work, work
Big pile of it
and the boss is a jerk.
I just want to disappear
Wishin' I was somewhere other than here.
Livin' for the weekend,
Jumpin' off the deep end,
With just enough money to buy
A license to chill
And I believe I will
Let the rat race run, roll around in the sun until
Trouble turns funny, songs get sung
A little bit of money, the night's still young
Leave me alone
I've got a license,
A license to chill
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