Seems impossible. 100 days ago Strider surprised the hell outta me and bought our tickets. Thereafter- 93 days ago- I started eating to lose weight. I've lost weight. Not as much as I'd hoped but enough to feel good and look better than I have in years. And here we are, April 4th, and in a couple weeks I'll be sweating bullets when I meet the guy I've been wanting to meet for almost 40 years.
A few weeks back the whole thing receded from view. It stayed in the background, not out of mind but not right in front of me. This morning Strider and I emailed back and forth a bit and with a rush it came back. The dry mouth, sweaty palms, butterfly stomach, racy heart, burping, jaw clenching, butt squinching panic. I'm going to meet Greg! I'm going to meet Greg! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH!
Okay. Getting a grip now.
This has been months in prep. Much thought, much effort. The dress and jacket are hanging in the closet, the shoes are in the mail as I write, the new cosmetics in the makeup bag ready to go. Overnight bag ready to be packed. New indelible non-toxic Scriptos in pocketbook. I've experimented with hairdos and my nails are growing out. So much more girly than I usually am, all this fuss. But this may be a once in a lifetime deal. I'm as ready as I'd ever be. And I'm knock-kneed petrified.
Please don't let me be a fool. Please don't let me faint. And please don't let any of the nightmares I've had about it come true.
Workers Center meeting; they've just pulled up. Back to the here and now...
Greg will be on
tonight at 11:30 EDSFT. From his own website:
Fans are encouraged to speak with Greg by calling 1-800-344-ROCK (7625). For a station near you and for information regarding how to log onto the Internet for the broadcast go to www.rocklineradio.com. This broadcast will be available for two weeks on the Rockline website beginning the day following the show.
The Door Is Ajar.
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