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In Absentia

5 Apr

When we get married, we know at some point we will have to step up.  We have to hold down the fort when our spouse is sick or out of town, we have to fill the shoes when one has a project that takes over.  Tonight I attended one of Sirskatesalot’s art openings at a gallery nearby…without him.  Princessenpointe was my date.  The four artists’ works looked great.  The gallery was packed, art was selling, music was playing…and one of the artists was on the other side of the country.  Work pays bills, so sometimes it trumps art openings.

Artists, the gallery owners and others we know noted the absence.  I was greeted like I usually am when I see these people.  Hug, smile, handshake.  But, instead of, “I’m so glad you could come” or “It’s great to see you guys.”  I heard, “We are so bummed Sirskatesalot couldn’t be here, but at least you could come in his place” or “I told Sirskatesalot you would be his stand in.”  Ahem.  It is enough work to be his wife and the mother of his teens.  Am I now also his stand in?  In addition to the fact that I am neither talented nor famous, I don’t really want that job.  Can’t I just be the boring wife taking pictures of the show he can’t attend?

I guess stand in is part of the job.  New jobs seem to crop up frequently after a couple decades of marriage…keep that in mind if you haven’t said your vows yet.  What you see is definitely not what you get…it is much, much more.  It’s not rough and I’m proud to do it.  However, I hardly fill the shoes.

Music Memories

8 Feb

While I was driving to carpool at the junior high yesterday (most obnoxious traffic, parking and streets ever designed!).  “Bette Davis Eyes” by Kim Carnes came on the radio.  In case you have forgotten, I copied the first refrain.  I’m certain it will jog your brain:

Her hair is Harlow gold, her lips sweet surprise

Her hands are never cold, she’s got Bette Davis eyes

She’ll turn the music on you, you won’t have to think twice

She’s pure as New York snow, she got Bette Davis eyes

This song is evokes vivid childhood memories.  My BFF, who I have known since I was two years old, and I, choreographed a fabulous dance number to Kim Carnes’ amazing song when we were about 7 and 9.  We both still remember some of the amazing moves which included a forward roll  “She’ll take a tumble on you/Roll you like you were dice until you come up blue”  For “…you come up blue,” I think we had a blue cloth we held up.

We wore leotards, elastic belts and leg warmers with shoe strings.   I had the added distinction of brown Holly Hobby glasses with bifocals and an eye patch.   Stylish and talented. We were serious performers and this song meant something to us.  I have no idea what it meant to us, but it sure meant something important for we knew all the lyrics and we sang it at the top of our lungs.  We also loved the song “FAME” from the TV show, but we didn’t know any of the lyrics, so we just shouted “Fame!”  when that part of the song rolled around. The rest of the lyrics we just sang as “nana nannna.”  Like I said, we were a talented twosome.

Isn’t it interesting what memories are jogged by music?  The feelings elicited by a song are often so vivid you cannot help but react, teary-eyed (House at Pooh Corner by Kenny Loggins that we would sing to Princelightningbolt when he was a baby) or grinning from ear to ear (Under Pressure by David Bowie and Freddy Mercury).

I’m listening to R.E.M.’s Green album right now.  What’s on your playlist? What have you not heard in a while that makes you happy or reminds you of someone?  I’m going to dig up some memories in my CD drawer.  I’ll leave you with this…for the memories:

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