We almost didn't go...my cousin and I. I'd had a crazy day at work. Then...upon returning home....crazy kids. They were hyper...and I... irritable. But I'd told them we'd go. So...we went.
We're a lot alike...my cousin and I... spontaneous. aloof. I called her on my way out...and soon, we were both on campus...the blind leading the blind. we parked...quickly coralling all six kids together as we headed in the exact opposite direction of the Hart Music Hall. It was dark...cold...rainy. We ended up at the Kellogg Center, laughing as all eight of us closely examined the rather illegible map...strategically planning our route, not really caring that time was quickly passing and that we had now missed the first thirty minutes of the concert. So, we headed back out into the rain....and right alongside Red Cedar River, we skipped. all eight of us. because nobody really skips anymore. and they should..so there we were...in the dark, with big scary trees on both sides of us. "It's like we're in a movie," one of the younger ones said. And it kind of was...
We finally arrived at Hart Music Hall...with sopping hair...feeling gargantuan in our wetness...and within minutes we were dancing...our best attempts at salsa...and laughing.
I'm so glad I went. I knew I would be. We stopped on the way home for dollar sundaes at McDonald's. The girls said, "Thank you so much for tonight, Mom." We were quite a sight, in this old MSU music hall, with all our kids...all of us with sopping hair...but we didn't care. And it was fabulous. And I wouldn't have had it any other way...running in the cold rain...laughing...even arriving late...oh, it was such a good night. So, thank you, Heather, for suggesting we should go. And Molly, sweet Molly, who so warmly welcomed us, without even the littlest bit of embarrassment, and her husband, our very own Jon Weber.
"And the night shall be filled with music,
And the cares that infest the day
Shall fold their tents like the Arabs
And as silently steal away."
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, The Day Is Done
and because I would hate to plagiarize...this cousin I speak so fondly of...is responsible for the phrase...feeling gargantuan in our wetness...as well as the idea that people should skip. And I agree with her. they should. check out her blog here. it is fabulous. and so is she. not to mention, a rockstar. for real. I so love her.
Sunday, March 01, 2009
and the night shall be filled with music
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A sweet, heart-felt thank you from your children is worth the world, isn't it? Makes the stress of the world just melt away. So glad you had a lovely evening with your family.... :)
PS: I love the music that's playing on your site. It's lovely.
Oh, i love this. I wish I was there so, so badly. Love you.
Lainey's bothered by me on the computer...so I'll come back. Promise. xoxo
Oh! Screamed when I saw your post - I wanted a glimpse of the memory. THANK YOU for going - and if you EVER plagiarize me on your blog again I will throw my head back and laugh and smile SO BIG inside. Don't you dare wreck it by credited me -- erase that!!! And why oh why do these comment boxes not allow italics?? It's MEAN!
Sometimes, don't you just feel the love bubble up inside and don't you just love that? I do. I love loving without any reason whatsoever, and I love knowing that in my clumsiest, awful moment, that if I told it to you, you would say, "YES, EXACTLY!!!"
I could go on. I am a complete random ramble right now.
Love you!!
These pictures are awesome! I was so glad you guys made it through all the rain and the hard-to-navigate campus! And I had a blast dancing with your girls; they are so much fun - love you guys! :)
oh kulio...I feel your pain with the whole italics things. it is (italicized) mean. terribly mean. I can't tell you how many times I've looked for the italics button while commenting....only to frustratingly remember there is no such thing...so glad you understand.
you....are a kindred spirit
great pics.
erm, ummm, duh.... does ANYONE notice the bottom left picture that is says "rectal hall" there? does that mean only people with rectums can go in? hahahahahahaha
sorry, i could not help meself. ;)
BTW, whom did you go see there?
C
okay...came back. cuz lainey's sleepin'. i love the longfellow quote. and i love that you can see the wetness of the girls' hair. i wish i could have skipped. i wish i could have been there. and we have to have a cousinfest this summer. we just have to.
Carin, that was a great night. I had so much fun!I loved running through the rain too! What a fu night. I will always remember it!
KEK
Ha...that sign so says "Rectal Hall!" I think I heard Enyama play there! The second movement was my favorite...especially the horn section! OK, delete me...but you have to admit, it was funny. I wish I had been there to see you all schlepp in...I love schlepping in...some people make gracious, elegant entrances in perfect order and poise...others schlepp. Schlepping is more fun! Love you!
laughing, C, at your comment...yes, it appears as though someone has scratched off the I.
we went to see my cousin's band at MSU...it was a salsa concert.
:o)
skipping is fun for about 15 to 20 seconds - then I feel like I'm in a marathon. Did my glass just go half empty?
darling- if you ever need directions on MSU, please feel free to call or text message me. I assure you I've traversed every inch of that campus. In fact, the only thing I still cannot find is Kresge Art Museum.
On another strange note, I've sang at hart rectal hall before (teehee, I said rectal!)... in fact, three or more times. Their small room has AMAZING acoustics!
Oh, I forgot! Can you use code in your blog? if so, you can use that to make italics. It is just to start it and to end it. If i remember correctly.
AH! I answered my question! You can use html in your blog so take out the dashes and this is what you use to do it: <-i-> to start the italics and <-/i-> to end it!
I'm laughing at the comments about the "Rectal Hall" because every school I've been at, someone is sneaky and thinks they're clever and scratches off the "i". Seriously, I've been to at least 3 "rectal" halls. But it's always funny :)
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