Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da

I live in Los Angeles. I don't get starstruck when I see famous people anymore. Well, except apparently, when that famous person is Paul McCartney, I do.

My mom came to visit me recently. As always, we had a great time. On one of the days she was visiting, we went to see Ellen being taped. Mom and I waited for several hours outside in lovely downtown Burbank without knowing who the guest was. When they finally let us inside the studio lot, we waited some more. But at least then they told us who the guest was.

I didn't even realize how exciting it was until we got inside and were seated in the 4th row. I actually love Ellen, though admittedly not as much as my mom does. So when the show started and we saw Ellen, and danced in the audience with her, I was already pretty pumped. But then he came out and sat at his piano, 15 feet away from us. I started feeling giddy. I mean come on, it was Paul McCartney! Right in front of me. I swear, I think he was singing to me. And he totally smiled at me. At least 2 times. To me, the most amazing thing about Paul McCartney was that he seemed like a real person, not like a living legend. He continued to be friendly in between shooting the different segments, dancing, smiling, and singing along to the music being played by Ellen's DJ, Tony.

I remember all the Beatles lore, how Paul was always "the cute one." I used to look at pictures and think "people did way too many drugs back then-the man is anything but cute." I couldn't have been more wrong. At 63 years old, Paul McCartney is still the cute one. It's his personality. He truly seemed genuine, and had this unbelievable magnetism.

So Mom and I gushed over Paul and Ellen through the whole show and all the way home. We had so much fun that day, but as if that weren't enough, we also got prizes! We each got a copy of Paul McCartney's new CD and the children's book he wrote, plus we received gift certificates to go race car driving at the Richard Petty Auto School. Spending time with mom, dancing with Ellen, getting all starry eyed over Paul McCartney, and prizes. Does it get any better than that?

1 comment:

James Beirne said...

I can't wait to go to the race car driving thing! :)