timmy at the rose garden

what a night!! on the way up, while eating our chicken salad roll/pita delight, we needed to warm up our vocals and brush up on a few of the lyrics. singing "shes my kind of rain" (and not understanding what he meant by "love from a drunken sky") at the top of my lungs never sounded so good. it rivaled mariah and whitney with pure talent and ability! and if tim would have seen us in our cowboy attire, he would have been proud. complete with boots, big buckles, and the tightest jeans we could find, we looked like we walked straight out of a john wayne movie. and aside from the grumpy man behind us trying to get us to sit the entire show, we enjoyed our time.