Thursday afternoon musing

I’m all out of sorts this summer. For the past three years I’ve had my summers pretty much scheduled months ahead of time, centering around Bo shows, of course. I’ve seen Bo a lot already this year~ Sellersville, Annapolis, Vienna, Nashville, the Quarry in Suwanee and the magnificent CMA week where I laid eyes on Bo for seven days straight and spent hours laughing with my dearest friends. You’d think that would be enough to keep a Peep satisfied, wouldn’t you? But NOOOOOO. I bought tickets to Council Bluffs and Springfield for August. My problem…and I really need to see a psychiatrist…is that I am sulking because I can’t do any of his shows in July or the CA shows in the fall!

Being a Bo fan to me has become a way of life. Not just the shows, but the people I spend time with. I equate it to someone going fishing with friends and having a great time. I go to a Bo show with friends and I have a great time! Bo shows and travel with friends has become my hobby. And when I don’t get to go, I feel like a part of me is missing. Is that stupid? I don’t feel a sense of entitlement; I know I’m very blessed to have seen him and spent as much time as I have with my friends over the past few years. I just miss my friends and I miss Bo, as strange as that may sound. He is, and they are, in a sense, my extended family.

So, I don’t know the solution, short of hitting the lottery. Thank God for Bandbox. Thank God for friends with nice cameras, and thank God for cell phones so that I can feel, at least a little bit, like I am there.

And Bo, I hope you’ve bought a new recorder to replace the one that “crapped out” on you in Asheville! ;) I’ll see you on down the line.