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Jun. 23rd, 2001 12:01 amJust got back from my sister's ballet recital, which was a raving success. Even the perfectionist Judy-teacher was thrilled. Things are good.
These recitals happen every year, and there is a pattern of wonderfully strange happenings at every one. This year seemed particularly wonderful. My sister's entourage of friends was quite large, which was wonderful for all of us. A good example of the cool stuff that happens follows:
An old friend of mine lives across the street from Shorecrest High (whose auditorium is used for the recital) and my mother mentions in the van on the way over how we should call this friend up and see if she could drop in. Ha ha ha, we said, wouldn't that be funny. "Got your shoes on? Found $12 recently? Come on down..." Ha ha ha, we thought, there's no reason she would do that, she hardly knows my sister.
How can I describe what happened as we take our seats? There this friend is, DIRECTLY in front of me, talking to my youth pastor (who came with us). This was surprising, to put it lightly. I kept calm, and introduced her to my mother. I've never seen my mom speechless for so long. For 4, 5 seconds at least she just sat there, agape. When she composed herself she explained how we had been talking about her. It seems she had been invited by an unrelated friend to see a different girl but here she was, now with 2 friends to watch. Ha ha ha, isn't it funny how life works out...
For that experience alone I would gladly have given up the RH concert tonight, but on top of it was everything else. Remind me not to think twice about crossing my sister again.
Speaking of Radiohead... and I usually am... Graham's coming here at 11 tomorrow morn (right?) for the trip up to Vancouver. Turns out I'm taking the white car (CD player baby, yeah!) and I think I know how to get there. Not sure how insane general admission for a non-sold-out radiohead concert will be, but we're being very very much on the safe side. If there's one thing I've learned about outdoor concerts, it's that time is always against you. Being judicious with your time will ensure an enjoyable concert.
Having said all that, I'm off to bed and dream, perchance to sleep...
These recitals happen every year, and there is a pattern of wonderfully strange happenings at every one. This year seemed particularly wonderful. My sister's entourage of friends was quite large, which was wonderful for all of us. A good example of the cool stuff that happens follows:
An old friend of mine lives across the street from Shorecrest High (whose auditorium is used for the recital) and my mother mentions in the van on the way over how we should call this friend up and see if she could drop in. Ha ha ha, we said, wouldn't that be funny. "Got your shoes on? Found $12 recently? Come on down..." Ha ha ha, we thought, there's no reason she would do that, she hardly knows my sister.
How can I describe what happened as we take our seats? There this friend is, DIRECTLY in front of me, talking to my youth pastor (who came with us). This was surprising, to put it lightly. I kept calm, and introduced her to my mother. I've never seen my mom speechless for so long. For 4, 5 seconds at least she just sat there, agape. When she composed herself she explained how we had been talking about her. It seems she had been invited by an unrelated friend to see a different girl but here she was, now with 2 friends to watch. Ha ha ha, isn't it funny how life works out...
For that experience alone I would gladly have given up the RH concert tonight, but on top of it was everything else. Remind me not to think twice about crossing my sister again.
Speaking of Radiohead... and I usually am... Graham's coming here at 11 tomorrow morn (right?) for the trip up to Vancouver. Turns out I'm taking the white car (CD player baby, yeah!) and I think I know how to get there. Not sure how insane general admission for a non-sold-out radiohead concert will be, but we're being very very much on the safe side. If there's one thing I've learned about outdoor concerts, it's that time is always against you. Being judicious with your time will ensure an enjoyable concert.
Having said all that, I'm off to bed and dream, perchance to sleep...
