Let’s get this month long party started!  The concert was fabulous, Will Downing was amazing as I knew he would be.  He has such a silky, sultry, succulent voice, I could listen to him sing for hours.  We had pretty good seats, in the orchestra section on the last row.  I got some good pictures of him as well as a local saxophonist named Tim Cunningham who we just love as well.   

I was out yesterday afternoon doing a little shopping just to see if I could find something to go with those shoes I purchased.  I also went to Sam’s Club to stock up on water and beverages because it’s so hot here in St Louis.  My husband worked Saturday and I knew he was gonna be exhausted from being in the heat all day.  I asked him when I went to get tickets was he sure he would feel like going after working?  He said and I quote, “I’ll be tired, but I want to see Will Downing.  I’ve never seen him in concert before”.  Ok, no problem.  He said he would take a quick nap before the concert.  We get home, he showers first so he can lay down.  I am fooling around with my new dress I purchased and getting things in order.  I used to be a woman that you could depend on being on time no matter what.  Lately, that hasn’t been the case.  I don’t know if it’s because I’m no longer a part of the brick and mortar community of workers or what it is, but I’m just not as timely as I used to be.  I look up and it’s 6:30, the door opens at 7:00 and my husband hates being late.  I go and get the small fan and aim it right at me because I know the rush is on now, and I had about 5 different personal summers while I was getting ready.  

Ok, everything is together I go and give the girls the “you know what to do when we leave the house” speech and head out the door.  It’s 105 and I have on a black dress, I forgot to get a bottle of water, put on cologne and forgot my wrap for my arms because you know those venues can be cold.  I get in the truck and we get started, he’s irritated but calm at this point.  I mention that I forgot water, cologne and wrap.  He keeps driving.  So I mention it again.  He turns around, goes back and I felt the heat coming from his forehead for being irritated with me.  I run in the house, take care of my business and we are on our way again.  I mention to him that I don’t have any cash, and that’s when the snapping started.  I’m trying not to ruin the evening, just ignore his remarks.  We are about 3 minutes from the venue and I ask, do we need money for parking?  Well needless to say, he whipped this big SUV into the parking lot.  If I would have had on a wig, it would have been on the floor!  Whew, the brother was hot at me and I was starting to get a little tired of his attitude, so I asked, “why are you yelling?”  You know that didn’t go well….

We park, go into the theater, take our seats and he asked if I wanted something to drink.  I immediately say yes, so we can spend a few minutes away from each other to gather ourselves.  I didn’t want this to be an evening where everyone in the room is arm in arm, hand in hand and you can put a train in between us.  He comes back, sits and I try to start a conversation.  He tells me he’s fine, and told me to enjoy the show.  That means he still mad…really?  I was proud of myself, I left him alone and was ready to groove with Will Downing and when he came out, my attention was focused on him.  My husband got himself together, went and got us another drink and enjoyed the concert.  Don’t you just hate to get worked up about something, then have something happen to disappoint you?   Don’t worry, I had a ball!   Enjoy this video by Will, so smooth…