Today was our first Praise & Worship service at Mount Pisgah. A lot of people came. It rocked. We rocked.
Friday night, we saw Doc Watson and David Holt at the Carolina Theatre, which still proves to be an awesome venue for live performance. And now that they've added some swanky sofas to the lobby and mezzanine, there are places to sit (other than in your seat). Doc was awesome. Doc is 83. If I practiced guitar every day for the next 50 years, I don't think I'd be as good a flat-picker as Doc Watson (Doc Mellow politely insists otherwise). I was really excited to finally see Doc in person; despite the myriad of festivals and concerts I've been to, our paths have never aligned, and we always miss Merlefest for the Cohoonion (which suits drmellow fine--he's not a fan of festivals--though I'm still determined to get him there one day). Doc is up there on our growing list of legends, along with Willie, Waylon, Kris and Johnny--between the two of us, we've seen all the Highwaymen. I guess we could include Dylan and Clapton on that list, too. Now, we just need to track down B.B King and Jerry Lee Lewis, although I may have seen B.B King about 10 years ago at Music Midtown. I need to check on that.
What else have we been up to? We spent our 5th New Year's Eve with the Derek Trucks Band, this time at the Fabulous Fox in Atlanta, where we saw them last year. We also caught up with three sets of friends and the Yonrico Scott Band (in Decatur) while down there, ate some tasty food, met a retired NFL running back, checked in to an Atlanta-area HamNet, toured MLK, Jr.'s birth home, visited the Center for Puppetry Arts (Muppets!) and made the most of our spectacular suite at the Georgian Terrace. (The hotel had upgraded to Tempur-pedic mattresses since last year; I'm in love.)
This week, I resumed band practice, Bible study, teaching Sunday School, tutoring, guitar group, and planning the Women's Retreat. And I need to send out letters as Auxiliary treasurer. Ack! Maybe I am ready for that nap.