Going to the " Mosh Pit"
OK, now this is going to sound crazy, but I wanted to share a funny story .with you.
Today I took my mom to the beauty shop where the owners daughter and the receptionist were working on each others hair to go to the Beale Street Music Festival tonight in Memphis. The festival is a yearly music extravaganza that attracts many nationally known bands and entertainers. It is a big deal in Memphis and the girls were so excited about going to it! The Music Festival always preceeds the famous Memphis Bar B Que Contest on the Mississippi River.
I overheard them talking about trying to get in the center stage area so they could participate in the "mosh pit" . Now I am 57 years old and I had to have them explain what that was. They explained that it was where a person laid backwards and the other people in the crowd moved them over the top of the crowd with their hands. It sounded kind of dangerous, but then I imagined myself as a size 6 or 8 actually not being afraid to be hoisted above the crowd and how much fun that might have been for me when I was young. Now mind you I am much more conservative these days.......but.......I left the beauty shop with a commitment from the girls that If ---I mean WHEN I get to be a size 6 or 8 they will take me to the next concert and have the crowd hoist me into the air. I have agreed! I am actually excited about the possibility! I am living long enough to embarrass my grandkids.
Watch your local newspapers in about 6 or 8 months. The headline might be something like "Old Old Woman Trampled to Death by Over Zealous Teenagers But She Was VERY SMALL Before She Died And She Really Looked GOOD!"
Oh My Goodness---I am laughing so hard I think I need to see Dr. Houston again because I am sure I ruptured something!! That is so hilarious!!! Okay, I say that we practice with you at the next get together....we can pass you around so you will be prepared!! Let's play hot potato with Cathy!! xo, Micheala.
When you decide to Mosh, please let us know, so we can come and hold ya up!
I was at a concert that had a mosh pit, and I watched as one person was being passed around and then they were gone! Head first into the dirt! I made myself a promise that I would never trust myself to being held up in the air to strangers!
You be careful when you get to the pit!!!
HUGS
Only, here is what I would do when it was my turn to mosh... The audience yells "1"! And I turn around, and ask, "Are we going on 2?" Or are we going on 3?" Then when they yell "2!" I would turn around and ask, "You won't let me fall?" And then when they said "3!" I would probably say, "I'm scared, can we try it again!?" LOL
And I am MOST CERTAIN that one of my questions would be, "Are you sure I don't weigh too much?" After it was over, I'd ask, "Was I too heavy? Did that make my butt look big?"