Feeling slightly more prepared for the arrival of the moving van in the next day or two. Cleared out space for our stuff in our zone downstairs - furniture has been reshuffled and the Salvation Army is getting more donations.
The highlight of the afternoon was pulling open a drawer, looking in and finding baby-faced Simon LeBon and Roger Taylor peering back at me...my boys!!!!
Oh the time and money that went into idolizing Duran Duran...worth every second and penny! To this day am in touch with friends who became friends due, in no small part, to our shared passion for D2.
Shout out to Gill, who during the course of a cocktail party revealed that she was actually KISSED on her cheek by Roger Taylor (or was it the other way around?) thus cementing our newly-minted friendship forever. And let's hear it for my pal Summer with whom I spent almost an entire teenaged night shrieking and hitting the rewind/fast forward/pause buttons on the VCR (remember those?) to memorize and forever burn in our minds each gyration and smoldering look dealt out in The Reflex. Rarely was a night so well spent. :)
And of course, to my sister Nicole, who is responsible for keeping the torch alive and ensuring that we have seen six Duran Duran concerts, one of which was chauffeured by Mom driving us from the farm five hours to Winnipeg to let us watch the boys open for David Bowie and who personally endured the event by waiting patiently outside in the parking lot (the bass was too much for her). Ah...good times!
Anyhoo, the dresser containing this power packed flashback has now been moved and the van is welcomed to arrive.
Oh...and Chris has reported in from Portage La Prairie, Manitoba...only 5 hours left tomorrow. Quote of the evening - "It's far!"
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