The children and I had the opportunity to attend a performance of Handel's Messiah (well, selections from) this morning. It's one of those musical compositions that moves me -- every time -- and even hearing selected portions is worthwhile.
When Fresh Girl emailed me to let me know of a local performance, I knew I had to go. I called the venue to see if I could bring my, er, entourage. The woman on the phone sounded skeptical, but she said I could.
I had never met the Fresh Girl before, but I recognized her from her photo almost at once. And because I always assume that PEOPLE! LOVE! ME! And EVERYONE! WANTS! TO! MEET! ME!, I barged right over and said hello. And sat down behind her family. So let this serve as a public apology for being my brassy self. I'm glad I sat there though. Fresh Girl and her family are just lovely, and that nephew Thomas -- he's a cutie!
Sass sat on my lap during most of the performance, which was quite useful in hiding my teary eyes. I always get teary-eyed during certain movements, and I'm always so embarrassed by it. It was nice to have Sass as cover. Sass wiggled a bit more than I wanted, but she was mostly engrossed in the music, so I was pleased overall.
Spyder and his stinkin' long legs though -- he accidentally bumped the seat in front of him more times than was necessary. I know that he can't help being so lanky, but I'll be so glad when the rest of him catches up and he has more control over his limbs. Spyder brought a book (as always . . . ) and read during most of the performance. Afterward he asked if we had it on CD at home (we don't) because he wanted to hear a certain portion again. Until then, I was unsure that he was even paying attention. And even later, while we were out shopping (again . . . ), he mentioned twice how much he liked it as "background music to my book." That made me laugh.
I had promised Sass that I would take her to eat at the mall's food court, and we weren't far from there, so that's where we had lunch. And in a pleasant surprise, it wasn't terribly busy!
It was a great day, and I was sad that Skeeter couldn't join us. He had a Big Day at work though. That Company started testing Skeeter's project, so they've come to the beginning of the end. It's exciting!
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Gasp! You cry at musical performances? Or is it just Handel?
I have this very annoying and embarrassing habit of crying when I go to concerts, or the theater, or sometimes listening to really good music. It's like - I dunno I get overwhelmed with how beautiful it is or how clever or whatever and I well up. My kids will now stare at me waiting for it to happen. I think they even take bets, the little bastiches.
Oh, you shush with your apologies! I'm GLAD you came right on over -- I might never have spotted you in that crowd otherwise. ;) And I'm so glad I got to introduce you to my family and vice versa.
Which part did Spyder want to hear again?
It was a lovely performance -- I'm happy we got to share it. :)
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