On Friday night, ARe Randall Blues Band played at Vintage 22. I was exhausted and felt like I might be coming down with a cold so I only stayed for one set. But they sounded great!
David flew home Saturday afternoon, took about a 45 minute nap (he’d been up since 4 a.m.) and then we got ready to attend the wedding of some very dear friends. Before the wedding we met up with our kids and another couple for dinner. The wedding was held outdoors on the grounds of a gorgeous historic home in town. I must say, it was one of the most enjoyable receptions I’ve ever attended. I think we got home around 2:00 a.m. Because we apparently don’t need to sleep.
Sunday we left around 1 p.m. for Oklahoma City in order to attend Battle of the Bands which our HMA band, Our Mother’s Martyr, was competing in. They put on an amazing performance and advanced to the finals which will take place in September. Afterwards we all went out to eat at a great little 24 hour diner called Beverly’s. I had delicious chicken and waffles. The best part was when the nine of us ended up singing along to the Doobie Brothers’ “Black Water” in the restaurant. Every once in awhile I’m struck by one of those shining moments when I realize what a fun life I’m living. Singing along with a metal band in an OKC diner was one of those times.
After dinner and hugs all around, the musicians headed back to Ada in this:
There are some really fun shops in the hotel and the three of us had a wonderful time checking them out. I think we need to make this “grandmother/mother/daughter trip a regular thing.
Whew! After writing all that I know why we are so tired. But at least we aren’t bored. Never, ever bored.