My Aunt Erin is so silly. She told me to forget about Santa because AEROSMITH is coming to town!!!! What is she talking about?! That singer guy doesn't have a bag full of toys for me and he definitely doesn't motivate my mommy to bake multiple types of yummy cookies. As a matter of fact he kinda sounds like a big baby with all his screaming and his song about cryin'. Grow up old man. One day, she said, I'll understand, when Timmy and Evan pass on her collection of records to me and school me in music appreciation. Again, I don't get her. What the heck are records?
To commemorate such a momentous occasion, she thought it was only fitting to declare today as "The Day Before the Aerosmith Concert Friday". As such, not only will Big E. be jamming to their songs while cleaning the house, but she's also dedicating her blog to honoring their greatness in a montage of some of their top hits topped off with one kick ass encore. How cool is that? Daddy says she needs to stop saying bad words in front of a one year old, but anyone who wipes my dirty butt is still pretty stinkin' good in my book. The presents she spoils me with aren't bad either. Rock on, mama!
