Piddlefartin' and butt sweat

Wow! We just returned from the Allison Krauss and Union Station concert in KC! I was not particularly excited about this event, at first, just because I only knew one song by this very talented lady (When You Say Nothing At All - which is one of my favorite songs of all time, btw). David's boss, Richard, invited us to go with them, and we thought it would be a fun evening out and it would help us get to know them a little better.

We had a great time, and the music was GREAT! I don't know much about bluegrass music, but two of the people in the band are I guess "legends" (one played the dobo(?) and the other sang and played guitar/mandolin -- he was George Clooney's singing voice in "O Brother Where Art Thou"). I really enjoyed the entire evening! Plus, it was great to spend time with Richard and Janet, their kids Annie and Steven, and Chris and Tammi. We laughed a lot - which is always something I enjoy a tremendous amount - and had a wonderful time.

There were many funny moments throughout the evening ... one being one of my graceful moments. Those of you who know me are probably already rolling your eyes or laughing. We were trying to decide who was going to ride "shotgun" in the suburban, and I was "elected". Well, I moved to get into the large black GPS-ridden vehicle and didn't notice the dead plant stub sticking up out of the ground. You can guess the rest. I tried to make it graceful, but there was no stopping the trip. I thankfully did not fall to the ground, but managed to grab onto the open door, and kind of fall into the front seat. Needless to say, I was worried about the remainder of the evening, as it was off to a "great" beginning. I did not feel so bad, however, after witnessing someone else's graceful moment at the concert. The stairs to our seats were very short and steep, and after the lights went down, it was very hard to navigate. I also was nervous about having to move about in these conditions. My fears were realized in someone else as a tall young woman came down the stairs to find her seat in the near-dark. I saw her start to topple, and grieved with her silently as she fell down the last three stairs. It's nice to know there are other clumsies out there too!

Other funny moments of the evening revolved around various "new" words that emerged in our conversations ... piddlefart ... butt sweat ... , other guests at the concert ... woman with very big fluffy hair that Tammi was able to see through for the duration of the concert and the girl with a very annoying laugh sitting directly behind me (this girl laughed EVERY time Allison Krauss opened her mouth to speak -- and it was the EXACT same laugh each time, same number of chuckles, same pitch, uuhhgg!), and our quest to find Richard's big black suburban in the parking garage after the concert -- who knew the panic button on a vehicle would come in so handy, and so unhandy at the same time! There was also some commercial "jingle singing" on the way home, which is always exciting. My contribution was the Emporia ABC Seamless Steel Siding tune. I would have to say a good time was had by all!

Thanks to Richard and Janet G. for inviting us out for a great evening!