May – oh so long ago, can I even remember? I went to several Highland Games with the piping band and was able to participate in Massed Bands at one of the games. For those non-piper types, massed bands is the culmination of the competitions and festivities at the games wherein all the bands that are present march onto the field while playing the same songs together and the awards are presented. It was a great time and helped me work toward losing some of my nervousness about playing the pipes.
June – Ah June. The first of four weddings took place in June. I traveled with my daughter Jodi and sister Megan to Warsaw, Missouri to take part in the marriage in a friend of Jodi’s. Jodi was a bridesmaid and Megan made the wedding cake, which we transported to the wedding. It was around 1,000 degrees for this outdoor wedding, and the cicadas were in abundance. It turned out to be a very relaxed and beautiful wedding and great fun was had by all. A cicada landed in Jodi’s hair while she was walking down the aisle, causing her to scream and do the bug dance, adding to the fun of the evening. I danced so much I sprained a ligament in my foot. Yes, seriously. Theme of the night – I got 99 problems and my foot was one. This was a great trip for the three of us to take and we truly enjoyed ourselves.
This month also held another pipe performance at a dance concert, another Highland Games and another wedding. Oh, and we hosted a shower for another friend of my daughter who would be partaking in her nuptials in August.
July – This month began with several parades for the piping band – two taking place in one day around the 4th of July – which was quite possibly the hottest day of the year yet. There were a few more parades and performances toward the end of the month. Of course, by taking part in these, I was able to move a few steps closer to feeling like a true piper.
My son Sean, Jodi & I also went to the first of several concerts of the year. We were off to Milwaukee for Summerfest – rocking out to the music of Cage the Elephant, Florence and the Machine and The Black Keys. Awesome concert and all three acts were amazing, each in their own wonderful way. The crowd was a bit trying – like when the yo-yo behind me, who was screaming like a maniac, all the while believing he was actually singing, poured his beer on me. Or the more than slightly inebriated girl in front of us that actually spilled 4 beers throughout the night, whether they be her beer or some random sucker unlucky enough to cross her path. My intolerance of these idiots made me wonder if I am in fact too old for concert going. Nah, not quite yet. Aside from the great music we heard, the highlight of this trip came when we were certain that Morris Day, of Morris Day & the Time (performers at Summerfest) were staying in our hotel. Guess what?? They were!! Sitting at the hotel bar, having dinner and drinks. I was staring while Sean was Googling photos of Morris Day. There he was in the flesh. Did I get his autograph you ask? Um no. As we stood staring at him, and he looked at us as though he may have been waiting for us to say “OMG ARE YOU MORRIS DAY” or waiting for me to snatch his wings off his plate, I bought an $8.00 sandwich I did not want and we took off. I was so excited just to see him, I ran all the way back to the room and where we could sing and dance to “Jungle Love” in private.
On a more somber note, I also mourned the end of someone dear to me. I will miss you Harry Potter and friends. Life will not be the same without you.In an effort not to bore too much, and of course, over-excite anyone who might be reading, I will save the next several months for another post. Do stay tuned for more concert fun, two more weddings, several piping experiences, and general overall mayhem.
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