Hmmm... I think I will take a smooooth nap. We did not get home until after 2:00 a.m. and of course, it was a lot later when we finally turned out the lights.
The concert was sooo good... I am so glad we went. Sheryl Crow was the opening act, and she is a little too rock-n-roll for our taste, but that part was okay. She sang for about 30-45 minutes, I guess, and then when George Strait came on stage, he sang for 3 hours straight! There was a brief break in the music when they presented a new home to a military Wounded Warrior -- apparently that is a part of each of his shows -- and he left the stage briefly and returned for an encore, but otherwise, he was standing and singing the entire time. DH and I were impressed. He is almost 62 years old, still sounds just like he did at 30, still packing in arenas like this -- at least 20,000 last night -- and tonight he'll do the same thing in Atlanta. It's no wonder this is his "farewell" tour. Not many 62 year olds could sell out crowds like this... and he's been doing it since 1981.
People like Justin Bieber would do well to take a few lessons from him. I am especially impressed b/c he and his wife were high school sweethearts and have been married since 1971, have survived this life on this road, plus the loss of a child (death in a car accident at 13), and so far as I know, there has never been any hint of scandal attached to him.
(I know some of you know all this already, but not EVERYONE is a country music fan.)
One more taste of our evening...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9jJf-p6RYvo
(He said when he started this journey in 1981, he thought, "Well, I've got about maybe 5 good years to do this...")
I know y'all are all yawning by now... I'll try to time travel back from 13 to 52 now.
Today's plan is really no plan at all.
I should do some computer work, backing up files and download pics to be printed...
and I MUST reconcile checkbook.
We will take van back to dmil and check on her, and we
should go to a funeral home visitation, but I don't think dh is going to want to. (It's no one really
close to us, but a long-time acquaintance, and ds & this man's gs were best friends from K-to being college roommates their freshman year. Unfortunately, for whatever reason, they sorta drifted apart, but ds feels he should go to the visitation, and I think we should also.)
Tomorrow night, ds & dh are singing at my mom's church. They need to practice something. They have no idea what they are going to sing.
So, she learned something too!