😂😂😂

 I freely admit I’m losing it lately, as one does when they feel their entire existence is being threatened by an authoritarian government, but what happened this week was a good one even for me.

It all began when Eric called to say Hi. He filled us in on all kinds of great stuff happening in his life, including a new puppy Mo, picture below, joining his other pup, Herbie, so now we have three granddogs, anyway, he mentioned he was so busy, he literally had only one day off until Thanksgiving.

I mean, he’s playing with Dr. Dog at Citizens Bank Park on Friday, September 19 opening for the Lumineers (can’t wait!); he had to learn twenty songs for Americana Fest in Nashville where he’s playing drums for both Amanda Shires and Tift Merritt; he’s on tour this fall across the country with Kevin Morby, and he’s even headed to New York on September 22 to perform at a Rosh Hashanah festival he does every year at Brooklyn Bowl. 

Whew! But good on him, he’s earning a living as a full-time musician.

A day later, Eric texted me again. I read it fast, while I was in the middle of doing something around the house. Guess what? Margo Price asked him to play drums at the Kimmel Center on Tuesday, September 16, his only day off.

I immediately texted back. 

“What? Oh wow! I would definitely want to see that! Dad won’t, but I would absolutely want to!”

I turned to Gary:  “Omg, Eric’s playing the Kimmel Center next week with Margo Price! I know she’s not your thing so I told Eric I would go. Oh, damn!”

Gary: “What?”

Me: “I wish I didn’t give all my clothes away when I retired. I don’t think I can wear jeans or sweatpants to the Kimmel Center. Maybe I should buy something new, this has come up before where I have nothing nice in my wardrobe anymore.”

The Kimmel Center is a beautiful venue downtown where the Philadelphia Orchestra plays. It’s where you get very dressed up to see the Nutcracker ballet during the holidays. 

Gary: “I still don’t understand why you gave all of your clothes away.”

Me: “Welp, one of us had to, you still have stuff you wore in high school.”

But I did go a little too far. I forgot I might have to go to funerals and parties and such, though my rather sound reasoning at the time was I don’t want to go anywhere that requires fancy clothes and now that I am old and retired, I don’t have to.

What can I say? It was during the pandemic. I was crazed.

Anyway, Gary and I made faces at each other and laughed. 

But we both knew I spoke the truth about his, cough, excess of tshirts.

So to make a long story short, for a couple of days, I not only worried nonstop about what to wear, but what to eat.

Me: “What restaurant should I take Eric to before the show?”

Gary:  “Why are you asking me this question? That’s your department.”

Me: “I just want your opinion. That meal I had last month at Grandma’s on Walnut Street with Julie was so insanely good I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it. But it’s Thai food and kind of heavy, which I know Eric doesn’t like right before playing a show. So I’m thinking Barbuzzo, which is Mediterranean and he can get an interesting salad and maybe split something light with me.”

Gary:  ”So go to Barbuzzo.”

Me: “But Grandma’s is sooooo good…”

Can you tell I don’t get out much these days?

Anyway, because yeah, I’m trying to avoid the real world at all costs (and for the most part failing) I became slightly obsessed with both my Kimmel Center outfit and dinner, studying menus at every restaurant near the Kimmel.

There are around two hundred of them.

As far as my outfit, I found a pair of skinny black jeans from like twenty years ago I held on to for who knows what reason but hey hey I can still squeeze into them, and I have a white gauzy blouse I forgot all about—hahaha I bought it last summer when the same exact problem arose.

Why did I give all my clothes away again?

As far as dinner, now that I researched menus for three days without even talking to Eric, (I decided on Barbuzzo after all) I wondered if I should make reservations and for what time. So I went to the Kimmel Center website to see what time the show began.

What’s this? There’s nothing scheduled?

I clicked over to Margo Price’s website and hit the link for “Tour” and whoa, Margo’s a very busy lady but how can this be, she wasn’t anywhere on tour even remotely close to Philadelphia on September 16.

So I texted Eric.

“Margo Price isn’t even on the Kimmel calendar next week. Is this a private event?”

Eric: “Nah.”

Me: “And it’s not listed anywhere? It’s a week away. How do they sell tickets?”

Eric: “It happens all the time, Mom.”

Me, incredulous: “Really?”

Eric didn’t answer, and now I was totally perplexed. I thought about the busy schedule he had, combined with Margo’s. Unless they were both cloning themselves, there was no way they’re in Philadelphia on Tuesday.

So I decided to scroll up and check Eric’s original text. Did I get the date wrong?

Eric’s text from last week: “On my one day off I got asked to do Kimmel with Margo Price lol”

Wait, what?

Do Kimmel?

As in Jimmy Kimmel, the late night television show filmed in Los Angeles? Not the Kimmel Center in Philadelphia?

I texted Eric to confirm.

Yep.

Oy, Robin. Like I said, this was a good one, even for me. How did I screw up so royally?

The mind boggles.

So for those still reading:

ERIC IS GOING TO BE ON THE JIMMY KIMMEL SHOW ON TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 16, 2025 PLAYING DRUMS FOR MARGO PRICE!

https://abc.com/news/9254ba7e-9d07-4841-8eaa-8cbb0276db9a/category/154926

And I will be on the sofa with Gary, watching in sweatpants.

Assuming I can stay up past 9:30.