I don’t think I got enough sleep last night – ever since that call for Jupiter this morning, I’ve been in a pretty bad mood. Sure, I should be happy, the day didn’t suck too bad, I even managed to squeeze something fun into it, but I still feel like I’m in a killer of a bad mood. Maybe it was the traffic, maybe it was feeling exhausted while being dragged around Ikea, maybe it was having to rush through a surprise project for a friend, maybe it was more traffic, maybe it was getting horribly lost in Vienna at 11:00 at night…
Whatever it was, let’s not dwell on the unhappy stuff. At about 4:00 this afternoon, while I was home for all of 10 minutes, I decided to check one more time for tickets to see Lyle Lovett at Wolf Trap tonight. I couldn’t find a single other soul to go with me to the concert, and by the time I was done checking with everybody, only lawn tickets were still available. I didn’t want to go all alone *and* have to sit on the grass. Talk about depressing.
But I decided to check one last time. Apparently the producers of the Heather Show really wanted me to see that concert, because one seat in the middle of the front center orchestra section miraculously became available. I bought them immediately, even though they were rather expensive. But it was worth $40 to me to try and salvage the day.
The concert was phenomenal – Lyle Lovett kicks serious butt. And his band, holy freaking crap. The cellist was literally playing that cello like an electric guitar at one point. I have no idea how he possibly got those sounds naturally out of that cello. It was *amazing*. Plus, one of the guitarists was all cute in his lovely black cowboy hat, with the brim perfectly curled in just the right spots. I so wanted to meet him just so I could ask where he got it, cause that’s exactly the kind of cowboy hat I’ve been secretly coveting. But shh, no one’s supposed to know, that’s so unlike me…
Anyway. 🙂 I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again – I love Lyle Lovett. His typically small-town Texan delivery is fantastic and completely compliments his dry and humble sense of humor. At the end, when the whole band and the gospel choir took a boy, the audience just wouldn’t stop cheering for ages after they’d left the stage. Finally – of course – Lyle came back and played my absolute favorite song of his, “Nobody Knows Me.” Then, not to end on a sad cheatin’ song, they brought everybody back out – yes, even the choir – and ended with another of my favorites, the Church song. Ah, loveliness. We all got to stand up, dance around, clap our hands till we just couldn’t clap ’em no more. It was so much fun, I definitely want to go next year, even if that means I have to go alone. Hmpf.
Unfortunately, my bad mood returned upon almost getting hit by two Queen B’s in a black Cadillac. Oh, and sitting in traffic for over half an hour, having moved only one car length. Then, got lost. In the dark. In a weird part of Vienna. Without a map. *sigh*
So, while I was driving around, I tried to distract myself by thinking of random, disjointed things. It kept me from getting panicked, but they weren’t necessarily the most constructive or happy of random thoughts. But what the hey, I’ll post them anyway. So now I present, Heather’s Random Bad Mood Day Thoughts:
– Maturity is avoiding self-inflicted and unnecessary pain.
– Excessive use of words such as