Saturday in the park held a memory for me. About 15, almost sixteen years ago, my late husband picked me and my bulging eight-month pregnant belly from work, tossed me in the car with a full bladder, and proceeded to drive the four hours one way to Foxboro Stadium to hear one of his fave bands in concert. U2.
Please note I said his fave. Me? Not so much.
Yet here I was, being subjected . . .my yet unborn babe being subjected . . .to the loud, ear piercing sound of electric guitars screeching and squealing louder than loud. To top it off, our seats were in the upper platform of outdoor seating, so I had to maintain my balance going up and down the stairs to find our seats. Have I mentioned my full bladder?
Yup. I maintained all my female dignity through the four hour drive, the realization that the port-o-pottie lines were WAY too long to endure, a four hour concert, and, on the back end of said such concert, the enduring of the port-o-pottie line anyway.
Sheesh! and Egads!
While I survived the camel-like endurance of bladder discomfort that night, something else occurred.
A strange event that still captivates me as I consider it.
I fell in love with U2.
Well, ok. Perhaps "love" is too strong of a word. But I certainly became a fan of the manner in which they put life to a lyric; garner a sound with chord progression; and otherwise entertain a crowd of frenzied groupies dying to catch a glimpse of Bono. Not to mention catch his signature sunglasses as they are tossed over the screaming crowd to some enamored girl-forever-to-be-honored below.
That's how we ended up at the park on Saturday night. I found out U2 was playing. For free.
Gotta get there.
My two teens weren't as enthusiastic as I.
One was down right onery about the whole ordeal. I held sway over her, though. My charming ways and parental firmness put an end to all the sour faces.
In the end, the concert was not as appealing as I would have liked it to be. It stands to reason, however. Who can hold a candle to U2? No, not even the cover band, Hollywood U2 can do it.
At least they had fun trying.
Us? We enjoyed a Saturday in the park.
5 comments:
Keller gets cuter by the day and Aubrey looks genuinely happy to be with you for the evening.
Thanks for sharing a trip down memory lane with us, Angi. I, too, am a HUGE fan of U2!!!! I guess, then you know, that I wasn't so clever as to make up my user name ;)
I'm glad you ended up having a good time!'
Kama :)
Is this the only announcement of a dead rabbit? :)
(. .my yet unborn babe being subjected . . .)
What a fun day!
I also love U2.
And mysteries.
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