concerts

Hello friends!
 It has been a long time since I put on the blogging hat!  Well here I sit, with the kids at my parents house wearing that hat! (It looks fabulous)  I could chat it up about my kiddos as they have kind of dominated things around here, since it is summer time.  They are now ready for school to start, and to be honest so am I. They are saturated with sunscreen, chlorine and general laziness.  I think they are ready to see all of their friends and get a schedule that does not include any level of spf.  I am ready to work again with some regular schedule and ready for no one to roll their eyes at me, I will however miss the mid-day hugs and chats!  

I will talk about something random that I thought of recently.  I find myself a bit teary at concerts.  Aren't you anxious to attend a concert with me?? I never realized why until recently.  The time has come in our lives that we do not attend every concert we might like to. In other words if we are there, we LOVE the music.   There is something about hearing a song live, that a real person is singing. I think there is more to it than that.  To flashback a short while (relatively) in our twenties, previous to kids we went to MANY concerts. If there was extra spending money to be spent it went to live music. I am so glad that my husband shares this hobby as well. 
Oddly enough there were no teary times then.  Now that I am a "real adult"  I think the teary part comes from perspective.  Look at the path these musicians went on to get here. They take up a big stage and play for big crowds. This is not how their story started. While we were off being sensible, this band was driving around in a van from bar to bar, playing music.  Can you imagine what their aunts and uncles had to say at Thanksgiving?  "When are you going to get a real job??"  Is this going to go on like this forever??"  They knew that this is what they were supposed to do and they ignored the sensible and did it. Don't you think that is brave!!? This goes for entrepreneurs, actors, authors and artists too. Art galleries, and book stores are filled with these brave people. To go against the grain is not easy and the keep going, well that is the hardest part! But here we sit on the  lawn with what seems to be a gazillion people singing the words to the same song together.  pretty cool!  Who knows maybe I'm crying because I have a night without kids :)  Either way, I raise my glass to the flip floppy, squirrely determined people who stay true to who they are supposed to be! 

Well this week brings no concerts but trips to the Intermediate school to meet the teacher and off to the State fair!  I will be thinking of that ear of corn until Wednesday. You can't beat an ear of corn at the fair!   Later people!