Thursday, November 15, 2012

A Night To Remember and A Day To Forget

"Blackbird singing in the dead of night
take these broken wings and learn to fly
all your life
you were only waiting for this moment to arise" -Paul McCartney/The Beatles

I was on the receiving end of a double dose of bad news today.  One from a dear friend of mine, who was diagnosed with something that may or may not be cancerous.  Her biopsy is scheduled for next week.  She is a bundle of nerves and  I am scared for her.  Then there is my sister.  She is hurting right now.  Not physically, her wounds are emotional.  She is teetering on the brink of despair and I feel so helpless.  I am worried about her, about both of them.  I wish I could take their aches away.  But I can't.  Not these kinds of aches. Life is just unfair sometimes.  I don't get it.  I mean, I try to "get it", and most times, I do, but in instances such as these I just mentioned, I am  at a loss. Today was a sad day.  But I'm certain that tomorrow will be full of hope and new ideas and endless possibilities.  And laughter.  Laughter works miracles.

You know what else works miracles?  Music.  Last night I attended the most amazing concert, EVER.  I was among the forty thousand something fans who braved an open roof stadium, on a crisp, cold, winter night, to witness a legend give a performance of a lifetime.  Paul McCartney came to town!  This was my first time seeing him perform.  The last  time he was here was in 1993, where he played at the Astrodome.  I remember that I had tickets to that show, but my appendix decided I didn't really need to go see some guy from Liverpool, but instead, needed to go to the hospital.  So I missed it.  And now, some twenty years later, I found myself squealing like a school girl, singing along to EVERY.SONG., and witnessing some pretty fierce talent on stage.  In typical celebrity style, Sir Paul McCartney was fashionably late.  Like 45 minutes late.  Which really isn't that bad, considering Madonna made us wait 2 and half hours for her arrival.  Anyway, back to Paul.  He took the stage and immediately started belting out his signature songs, one after another after another.  The guy has this energy and presence that not only entertains you, but mesmerizes you as well.  After his first set, he took off his jacket, rolled up his sleeves of his white business shirt, and got down to work.  Jokingly, as he removed his jacket, he told us that that would be the one and only wardrobe change for the evening.  Which drew resonating cheers of approval from the crowd.  The evening wore on with hit after hit being sung to us.  At McCartney's insistence, the roof to the stadium was open.  Normally, that would not be a problem, but last night it was freezing cold in H-town.  Ok, maybe it wasn't really freezing, but you have to understand, we don't do cold weather here, anything below 70 degrees is cold to us.  Actually, last night we were hovering at 30 degrees, coupled with the high winds, uh yeah, it was freaking cold!!! Especially since yours truly only wore a very thin turtleneck and no jacket.  What? I had no idea that roof was going to be open!  Paul needed an open sky so he could shoot off pyro during "Live and Let Die"  One of  my dear, but sarcastic friends told me last night, "Wow! There haven't been fireworks in these parts since the Astros won the pennant in 2005!"  Everybody's got jokes.

I thought I'd share some pictures that a friend of mine took at the show.  Enjoy them.  Or not.

Tomorrow is FRIDAY peeps!  Make it count!


CWMartin said...

So lucky... glad you had a great, if nipply, time.

Random Girl said...

Bad news sucks. I'm sorry you got it twice yesterday. Be empathetic but don't let it consume you, you won't be good to anyone that way. And...seeing Sir Paul blow the open roof off of a stadium like that must have been a good distraction! said...

Sounds like Sir McCartney was just what the doctor ordered. I'm glad you had a great time, Yvonne. Have a peaceful weekend, and I'm sending good thoughts your way.


Cinderita said...

awwww...I'm so sorry to hear about your friend and your sister. Your friend could be totally okay. That's what I'm sending out into the Universe right now.

And you saw Sir Paul in concert? I bet that would be an amazing show. He's playing in Vancouver the night before I see Bruce Springsteen. That would've been a great show. I'm glad you got to go. And you're cures all things. xo

David Batista said...

I know what you mean about bad news. In fact, I'm pretty sure I'm in the same boat as your sister's (without actually knowing what the details are). It really sucks. And your friend's news is just horrible. Oh, I hope she's okay!

Glad you had some fun, though. I've never been to a concert, but the way you described this one makes me want to try it one day. Madonna played here at Yankee Stadium almost two months ago. Traffic was HORRENDOUS!!! :)

Yvonne said...

CW - Hahaha! Thanks, I had grand time!

RG- I agree and am working on that. It's so easy to get caught up their lives and their problems. It's quite draining. But I'm determined not to let this be the case for me. Seeing Sir Paul made everything better!

David- I hope everything is ok dear one. And if it's not, I'm sending all the positive energy I can muster, through this comment. ;)

Yeah, I remember you mentioned never going to a concert before. Paul McCartney would be a great way to break you in! ha!

Robyn- Thank you so much! I had an emotional roller-coaster kind of weekend, but made it through today. Appreciate your good thoughts!

Rita- Thank you so much! Ahh, I saw The Boss back in 84 and 85, amazing shows! Hope you have a blast!

CJ said...

Isn't it interesting how life can bring tragedy and joy in the same day? Being the optimist that I am, and an advocate of the Scarlet O'Hara philosophy (tomorrow is another day) when life throws banana peels in my path, I always think that things have to get better ---because they can't get worse.

Hope things turn out well for your friend and sister.

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Yvonne said...

CJ- Thanks for dropping by. I feel the same way, tomorrow IS another day. Even when things get worse, I have to believe in my heart of hearts, that everything will be alright.

I'll check out your blog!