Lincoln Concert
I'm On My Knees, Bobby
Okay, so I had one of life's most embarrassing Bobby moments in Lincoln. We'll get to that later. Let's talk about the wonderful stuff first. I can't believe it, but these Bobby weekends keep getting better and better. First and foremost, there was the terrific luncheon that LindaMay planned. She obviously put a lot of work into it and although I, and I'm sure everyone told her at the lunch, I want her to know how much we appreciated it. You're a true Bobby Babe, LindaMay, and we all love you. Bobby is so lucky to have someone like you as a fan! And we're so lucky to have you as a friend.
Now, the concert...YOWZER!! I had a fairly decent seat, but managed to schmooze my way into a second row aisle seat. And luckily that was the aisle Bobby came down. You could see him way off in the distance as the music started and the spotlight hit him. What a cool sight!! You could see his shirt twinkle from a mile away...or maybe it was his eyes!! LOL!! He finally made it up to the front where all of his girls were. We molested...I mean greeted him as he came by. I've never seen such a mob!! I did get to kiss him (yum), but missed my chance to give him my flowers and bear...which leads to the embarrassing moment later. He was grabbed and groped and pawed and stroked and touched and kissed and hugged and lord knows what else. And, no, it wasn't necessarily me that was doing all those things to him. I did a couple, and I'll leave you to wonder which ones. He even made a comment when he got on stage about checking to see if he still had all his clothes left which left us all laughing!! Sorry, Bobby, but it's only because we love you and love hurts sometimes!! LOL!!
Bobby was in fine voice and a great mood. He had the packed audience going wild, especially during "Cried Like a Baby". When he starts swiveling those hips, he makes every one of us lose what's left of our minds. But I swear he was only on stage for 2 minutes and then it was over. I know it can't last forever, but it's never long enough. With the music still playing, Bobby left the stage and got into a limo that was parked nearby and like a prince riding off on his horse, he was gone. Gee, is that a little too corny? Sorry, but he has that affect on me!! We were all left hugging each other...smiling and crying and happy and sad all at the same time...just hoping that we can have this experience again soon. We love you, Bobby. When you ask your ladies if we'll still be there...you know we will FOREVER, babe!! Don't EVER doubt that!!
Okay, so now let's get to the embarrassing Bobby moment. So, as I said, I couldn't give Bobby the flowers and bear that I had for him when he came down the aisle, so I made it up to the rope that was between the front row and the stage to wait for him to give the okay to come up and give it to him. I didn't want to block everyone's view, so I kneeled (or it that knelt?) down on the concrete. It took a very long time for him to notice me and I kept shifting from one knee to the other on this incredibly hard concrete. Finally, I was on both knees and sitting on my feet. At one point, I realized that these 42 year old knees were not taking the concrete very well and when he finally did notice me, that there was no way I was going to be able to stand up to give him the flowers. Of course, it was right around that time that he noticed me and waved me up. Oh, life can be so funny sometimes. So, I crawled under the rope and up to the stage on my knees. I knew there was no way this was going to be very graceful and I'm not sure if I was more conscience of the hundreds of people behind me who were going to see me fall flat on my face, or having Bobby see it!! Well, I did eventually manage to drag my old bones into a semi-standing position and apparently I said, "I'm way too old for this". Obviously, I didn't say it under my breath, as I had thought, because Bobby replied, "Oh, you're not too old". LOL!! But, of course, after I gave him the flowers and bear (and gave him a kiss...yum), I went back to kneeling on that same hard concrete in front of the front row because I wasn't going to give up the best "seat" in the house!! And as I said before, love does hurt sometimes!!
Just a final note, to the old gang (especially Kathi), the semi new gang (especially Shirley), and the new kids (especially Cindy D)...thank you for a wonderful weekend. What a great bunch of women you are! And, of course, Bobby...THANK YOU for bringing us all together. You've changed our lives in a way you'll never know. What would we do without you? I hope we never have to find out.