Happy Day of the Dead

I went to see Brandi Carlile last night. Third time she’s been to the metro area and it’s the third time I’ve seen her. The first time it was with my gf at a small cozy spot. It was in December, I think. I asked the sound man for the set list. She ended with Hallelujah – what an amazing song. The second time she was an opening act at the amphitheater. I stayed for the “headliner” mostly because the friend I was with wanted to stay and I had nowhere to be. But I totally believed Brandi out performed the headline act. I can’t even remember who he is…hahahaa. Again, she closed with Hallelujah.   Last night, she played at the Opera house. Half the songs she played were off her new album. And, she even sang "What Can I Say" unplugged  -without mics or amplifiers. It was amazing – her voice is so strong and beautiful. The show was the first time I had a “real date” with me. As we walked in, he immediately asked me if we would be the only hetero couple there. I had to giggle. I remember telling him she had a large female following, but I may have forgotten to add the gay part. I have no issue with someone’s sexual orientation. I just I don’t think about it. And, being the awesome guy he is, he totally didn’t mind either. Ironically, he pointed it out just as I was thinking, ”oh this crowd doesn’t look as gay as last time.” But we all know, I have the worst gay-dar ever. I just don’t notice these things unless they are totally obvious and then I still have to ask the question!

Any way, as usual the band rocked. Tim and Phil are such talented musicians.  Although, Allison is not touring with them any more.  New drummer's name was Conway or somethign like that. He was good, too.  Because of the songs off the new album, they also had a cello player and a violinist (in addtion to Phil playing stand up bass in some songs).  I was in heaven while they played. It didn’t help that my BPA was sitting next to me. I don’t want to talk about it because every time I finally admit I’ve met and have been dating a most wonderful man things fall apart and go to hell in a hand bag (where did that statement come from any way? What would you take to hell in a hand bag????) But, this seems so different. It seems natural and right. He seems to adore me as much as I adore him.

I actually had an anxiety dream about him last night. Weird…but then again I am feeling quite anxious about the upcoming surgery. I was going to wait til after the holidays (i.e. next year) to schedule it but it turns out they had an opening next week and why go through all the waiting and anxiety for the next several months. So, I went ahead and scheduled it for five days later. I’ve already had a slew of volunteers offer to stay with me, bring food, etc. I am truly blessed with wonderful, caring, considerate friends. The risks are normal risks but I’m still a little scared about it. I remember the last time I went under anesthesia, I started laughing and making fun of the doctor before I finally went under. The thought of surgery doesn’t scare me, it is just the being put under – guess it the control freak part of me that is scared. But, only a couple of days til it’s over!

Happy beginning of Holiday Season. Happy Day of the Dead. Happy Friday!