On the outside I think I appear pretty calm and collected.
My innards are a whole 'nother story ... butterflies-on-speed comes to mind.
Waaaaay back when (74, 75?) a tune called "Mandy" exploded to the top of the charts - and I fell in love from afar.
With each successive hit, I was convinced Barry Manilow somehow 'got' me. Like no other. Never mind there was a legion of folks who felt the same way! LOL.
Obviously, my infatuation's waned over the years. But seeing Barry in concert remained a fantasy.
Until last November, when I sent my left brain out of the room and the right hemisphere aided and abetted my purchase to Manilow's "One Last Time" appearance in Phoenix.
Hopefully, our fellow concert-goers are mostly of our same generation ... and won't feel compelled to stand and dance, effectively blocking our view. (I suppose I'd be better suited to enjoying a torch singer in a more intimate lounge.)
Hopefully, I can get through "Even Now" without bawling like a baby!
Rumor has it, Manilow wrote that song about his father. Still, I'm reluctant to scratch the surface; to burst the bubble. You know?
What's your favorite Barry Manilow song?
Thanks for your well-wishes re. last week's trip and fall. I was finally 'cut loose' from further medical care yesterday. The hoary old physician was no-where to be seen, but I really wanted to run away when the attending opened with, "So how's your left hip today?" (My RIGHT KNEE is just fine, thank you.) Health care in this Country is getting scary!
In other news, I spent this morning's PTO-time getting the oil changed on my aging Camry. And wound up having to have all 4 tires replaced. I've been too oblivious, too long.
If your so inclined, I'd sure appreciate your prayers and positive thoughts tomorrow - when DH and I see his oncologist for the results of his latest scan.
Hugs from Phoenix!