It’s birthday week! I turn 64 on Thursday, so let’s start the party!
I have had some stellar birthdays, and 2005 was a particularly eventful celebration. These blog posts are from the Original Sonnystone Acres. It was a primitive platform and I was a primitive writer. I did not use caps. I did not use paragraphs. Sorry, I don’t know what I was thinking. I don’t know if I even owned the Nikon yet, but I remember I had to upload pictures to Fickr and then transfer them to the post. I had nil choice of themes. I loved blogging from the first, though, and you must admit, I have evolved…
Step into the Way-Back machine…
February 18, 2005
february needed a boost, so i was born…. it is my custom to observe Birthday Week. The Celebration kicks off tomorrow when the husband and i head south to music city tn for what is becoming a birthday tradition: the grand ole opry. during january and february the opry is broadcast at the Ryman Auditorium. as i was glancing at upcoming guests, i saw one of my all-time faves: Emmylou harris. her first album, with “one of these days”, is a well-worn treasure in my life. i had almost forgotten the first time i “met” her live and in person: i was married to a no-good (but charming) rascal and was working a lot at the steakhouse while he babysat young moon. one day in february, Marshall Tucker Band was scheduled to perform in our homeburg. while i was at work, mr. B loaded up moon and went over to the local holiday inn where he boldly proceeded to knock on the door of one of the band members and introduce himself and his daughter. the whole group fell all over her, naturally. i had to work the night they were in evansville, so he got us tickets to their performance in nashville a couple of days later—my Birthday. when we went to nashville we had backstage passes (got to drink their beer and eat their chips). Emmylou was their opening act and we got to meet her! and charlie daniels, tommy & toy. we watched the first part of the show from backstage, so in a way i’ve never “seen” emmylou perform– but i’ll see her tomorrow night, along with vince gill, nasvhille bluegrass band, the whites, etc, etc: at the Grand Ole Opry.
February 20, 2005
saturday night at the opry
who-oo-o-oo-ewh!!! or however you spell it. we got lost going over to the botanical gardens, so we went downtown to eat first. driving down broadway in nashville i was attracted to a really clever neon sign featuring pigs with wings…after parking we walked down to jack’s bbq. the sign on the door said something like “the only thing smoking in jack’s had better be the meat” and upon stepping into the place i was high on the smell of the smoking pork shoulder that permeated the wood floors and ceilings.
i am sorry to report that i did not try all of the sauces, but can testify that the vinegar-based pepper-spiced sauce brought me to tears. we went to the botanical gardens after eating, but i will wait for another post with that story.
we ended up downtown around 6:pm and made our way beer-by-beer through dives such as bluegrass inn, second fiddle, the stage, and finally landed at Robert’s Western World.
Sadly, I don’t remember the name of this band, but they were inspiring. they evoked images of my daddy with their menu of 1960’s to 1980’s country music: merle haggard, ray price, buck owens, johnny paycheck songs; titles like “goin’ down the road feeling bad” “is it cold in here, or is that you?”, “rollin in my sweet baby’s arms”, “the only daddy that’ll walk the line”, and an instrumental of “ghost riders in the sky” that left me convinced that there are fourteenhundredandthirtyfour guitar pickers in nashville that can play better than any other guitar picker anywhere. after an hour and a half of them, the opry was pretty tame, but Emmylou hosted her half-hour and included “get up, john”, one of my favorite bill monroe numbers. it’s a mandolin-dominated song and she couldn’t help but dance, but my picture of her dancing was distorted. she introduced vince gill, he played one song and she came back and sang with him an old gospel song…sweet harmony.
February 23, 2005
a very merry birthday
i am safely ensconced with my lovely daughter, her handsome husband, and their two precocious kittens. my birthday-day began this a.m. with a walk to and through central park to experience “the gates”:
while you may have seen many pictures, there is not a good way to explain this phenomena. i’ll be going back and work on some sort of adjectives. we walked and walked, had a nice lunch at a place called “nectar”–omelette, for those who are keeping track of menu choices. we went into the metropolitan museum to see a romare bearden exhibit (great, but small), then walked through the whole moden art section and i just loved it. we stopped at several museum shops on the way back to the apt and bought a hat from a street vendor. the temperatures got up to 40 or so; moon’s cheeks froze, but my skin is too dry to freeze. tonight we had a lovely dinner at cafe turino in greenwich village (spinach cheese ravioli for me). we were only blocks from the Village Vanguard, but opted not to wait around for the 11pm show…
walked over to the magnolia bakery for cupcakes….we put a candle in one just for me! i spoke to husband and he’s out taking care of highways…eville’s supposed to get 1-3 inches of snow; around here, they’re predicting 1-2″ in the morning and 2-4″ tomorrow evening. oh, moon gave me a gift of The Little Prince (among other things) and i can’t explain the effect of this little book. i plan to re-read it for deeper messages….so much for the birthday-day, but the week is not over yet. on to the opera!!