Friday, November 15, 2013

Glenn Frey and Timothy B. Schmit Are In My Garden. Not. Darn.

Remember how Nature Loves Lazy Gardeners?  Well, lets hope Google loves lazy bloggers too.
Did you miss me?  Did you notice I was gone?  It hasn't really been that long, it just feels like a lifetime.

This adventure will be with me for a long time.  Forever, like when that state trooper took my road kill home for himself.  But this one is stunning in a good way.

I haven't even checked the garden.  I guess that's on the list for today.  Meanwhile, back on the Island, Gilligan... went to an Eagles concert in Knoxville.  That's where I've been.  If you can get tickets you should totally go.  I bought the VIP package.  Didn't need that 401k anyway.  Tickets in the second row!  Oh, it gets better.  Wayyyy better...
You know how sometimes at a concert the singer will call somebody out of the audience and get them up on stage?  Keep dreaming folks.  I'm not that cute.  But...


The Loot

BUT MY SON IS!!!  The kid loves the Eagles and he was dancing and singing and it was getting late and I was feeling like maybe we had better leave when the Men In Black show up.  Glenn Frey had sent him some guitar picks.  Jaws dropped all around.  But that's nothing compared to what happened next.

It happened so fast I didn't even have time to turn on my camera, so you will just have to believe me.  I realize I'm known for over embellishing, but I don't.  Really.  I'm just a magnet for bizarre experiences.  I think God sends them to keep me alive on days when I feel like the MS might kill me.  (Off Topic from this already off-topic: My first neurologist at Emory said he could tell someone had MS back before MRIs and spinal taps by the words, "I thought I was going to die."  You can also use this as a self-diagnostic tool!)  

The Men in Black returned at the end of the show to say there were more guitar picks and he should go stand by the stage.  We were sitting in front of Timothy B Schmit and we were really close.  Then Glenn Frey comes to that side of the stage.  My son smiles and waves and SWOOSH!  My little baby who used to weigh four pounds and live in an incubator was up on the stage with the EAGLES!

How did that happen so fast?

Update: Here are the pics: http://www.caleyskitchengarden.com/2013/11/eagles-pics-for-wordless-wednesday.html

8 comments:

  1. I kinda randomly stumbled across this page, but I'm so glad that I did! I was there (as well as my husband and mom, we were up in section 323) and saw Don give your son those drumsticks and I thought that was so awesome of them. Seeing that was a great way to round out an already rocking night. :D

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    1. Yes! It was such a great show! Wish we could do it again!

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  2. I was at the Eagles concert in Knoxville. I have a few jpeg files that show your son getting the drumsticks at the end of the show. I'd be glad to send them to you if I had your email address.

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    1. Awesome! I have been web searching but haven't found anything. You rock! My email is: r.caley@yahoo.com

      Thank you!

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  3. Fantastic stuff! Just stumbled on those amazing pictures of Don Henley handing over the drumsticks. Is that the sweetest thing I ever saw in a photo! BTW, how fitting that is. Don Henley's wife Sharon has MS, has a pretty bad time with it by all accounts. Seems like those drumsticks found exactly the right home

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    1. Don't know how I missed this for a week! My son (not this one) had brain swelling when he was 18 months and I said a prayer that it shouldn't be him. Let it be me - and then it was. So, I am ok with it. I try to make sure my disability doesn't take away their childhood. And when they have an interest I try to follow it with them now in case I can't later. Everyone's time is limited, not just mine. I will think of Mrs Henley next time I am sick and hope she is having a better day than me.

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