“I’m so nervous I won’t make it
‘Cause that’s my favorite waitress
Those big brown eyes
I don’t know what I ordered
But you’re smiling like I can’t afford it”

-Julia – Mt. Joy

Every time I hear this line in this song it makes me smile. No matter what mood I am in, and no matter where I am.

Once upon a time I was at this music festival ready to enjoy a day of music outside on a beautiful October day. And then it rained. Rained as if the sky couldn’t hold it in any longer. As if it had been building up and up and then whoosh. Kinda like well you know. And this was in Houston so even a little rain makes a flood. After quite a bit of running around the entire festival was moved to a bar – not even sure any longer if I recall the name of the bar. Hell it is probably gone by now like most places where women used to gather.

At any rate when we made our way through the doors and into the bar it was asses to elbows deep with women. I mean it was packed. I was excited to be able to see/hear all of these Artists whom I was/am enamored with in a much smaller venue than where it was to be originally. Artist such as Doria Roberts, Catie Curtis and Nini Camps (before she joined Antigone Rising) There were others, but those were the ones I wanted to hear.

To make an extremely long story short, and to bind up the loose ends with the song lyric posted at the beginning of this entry, it became a very late night because of the rain delay and they had to find another venue yadda yadda yadda. To top it off I was not 100 percent before the music started, I think it was allergies or something. So yeah it was near the end of the night when I had finally managed to procure a table to rest my sickness at,  enjoying the music in my sick misery but no longer using my body to  hold a wall up. It was then  I noticed someone staring at me from across the room. I did sort of know this someone,  she had an on again off again thing with a friend. And do you know this attractive lady  gave me a glass of ice water without me asking? It was a miracle. Seriously. Angels may have been singing. Or it could have been the fever.

As I said I was not feeling 100 percent – but I had not told her such. Then before we left the bar at the end of the night, we were all saying our goodbyes (as some people are want to do) and the attractive lady  was speaking to someone to the right of me when she reached out and caressed my left arm … yeah.

Bottom line is I would have bought her anything she wanted in that moment. Anything.  I know me and this is so very true. Why? Because she had that smile and I knew I couldn’t afford it.

 

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