Sideways Monday

I am still sideways. Gert is too. She coined the phrase last night en route home from the U2/Black Eyes Peas concert…all we could do is laugh for about a mile!

Sideways.

We had quality facetime. She and I. This best friend of mine for the last quarter of a century. This hasn’t happened in about ohhhhhhhh 8 or 9 months? yep. We were in dire need. We had some Oprah A-Ha moments on the porch, talked, cried, laughed and that was before we got in the car to drive down to the concert!!!

I cannot possibly even explain how amazing the concert was. Perhaps she will attempt it today sometime. My friends who sold us our tickets took tons of pics, which I will borrow from their flicker (with their permission of course) as soon as they post them.
The set was a monster space ship. The band was soul wrenching body bopping awe inspiring goodness. the Black Eyed Peas? Couldn’t have had a better time with them!

Gert and I laughed. We danced and bobbed and I jumped up and down with the crowd of over 60,000. Our seats were 19 rows from the ground. It wasn’t too cold or windy in the stadium. We were never uncomfortable at all. We were sideways with the absolute grace of it all, that we got to experience that together. . . and we, she and I, have seen many a concert lo these 25 years. It’s what We do. This one?

This one beat them all.
(Paul McCartney was taken out of that and set aside on his own pedestal.)
Beat Them All.

We came home, took a muscle relaxer as our bodies started to stiffen up from the bopping as soon as we got into the car, and slept till damn near 11am! Halakaleem.

Together. Sideways. Fabulous.

I hope you have a sideways experience this week…something so full of fabulous that you just can’t walk straight.

Huzzuah and Halakaleem my circus friends. I’m to the coffee pot to eat the grounds…I need me some more caffene!