In October, my boss and his lovely wife took Jace and I went to go see Furthur at the Hard Rock Hotel . For those who arn't aware Bob Weir and Phil Lesh, of the Greatful Dead.

My boss is a huge DeadHead, and the boyfriend and I enjoy the occasional jam band chill session as much as the next Gen X, psudo-hippy he invited us to go too (that's right, I'll tell my kids one day that I saw THE Grateful Deal). It really was so much fun, I saw so many fantastic spinner and twirler girl out fits and my hair smelled like nag champa for days.

Our view from the balcony.

The bosses wife (center), her buddy and I before the show.......Wearing my "authentic" (American Outfitters) Grateful Dead Shirt!



Walking around in some of the tunnels, Jace was a little cramped. I guess the dam workers in the 1920's and 1930's wern't quite 6'4!!!


The stunning bride and her beautiful and

I had a 
Wasn't the best one I've tried, but after walking around in the heat all morning it was still a welcomed refreshment!!





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