Here is my candy update:
The winners of the contest should be receiving their tasty balls within a day or two, so we will be excited to hear their feedback, won’t we? The paypal buttons are all ready to go for anyone who wants to buy some, I’m just waiting for the packaging and the labels which could take a week or more. So, it looks like you just have to wait a little longer before you can put the balls in your mouth :D.
In the meantime, while you wait, I will tell you about the time I met Stevie Wonder. Let me start by saying that the first album I ever bought was Stevie Wonder’s “Songs in the Key of Life,” and that was when I was 10 years old. I continuously begged my dad for the money because it was $15, which was a lot for a 10 year old. I had no choice but to beg, where was I gonna get $15? I wasn’t into shoplifting yet, that comes later, but eventually he got sick of my whining and gave it to me. I got it at JC Penney, came home and immediately listened to the whole thing, and it was a double album! Actually, I’m not sure if I immediately listened to it because there very well could have been funeral arrangements going on to prevent that, and thus, the long wait would begin for the annoying people downstairs who were interfering with my listening pleasure to leave!
I loved the album! To this day, it’s one of my all time favorites and I still have my original one. I knew every word to every song. My favorite song on the album is “I Wish” and I used to sing it at the top of my lungs in my bedroom. The opening lyrics of the song are, “Looking back on when I was a little nappy-headed boy.” Keep in mind, I had no idea what nappy-headed meant, and I don’t think my parents did either or maybe they would have discouraged me from singing that line. Or would they? Were they even listening? Did they know I had a crush on a blind, black musician when I was 10?
My love of Stevie Wonder and his music continued throughout my life, and skip to years later when I was working as a caterer in LA, another one of my many illustrious jobs. The catering company I was working for got the job to cater the Christmas party for KJLH, the LA radio station that is owned by Stevie Wonder. All of the big wigs from the station were supposed to show up and it turned out that I knew one of the guys that worked at the station. We had worked together at BB King’s Blues club where I was a waitress and he was a cook. We were catching up and chatting and then he made me gasp. He told me Stevie Wonder was coming to the party! I almost shat myself.
This was one of my all-time favorite people in the world! I was beyond excited just waiting for him and then he came into the room with a big smile on his face, was saying hello to everyone and I was just standing there smiling and star-struck…it was like a dream!
I had learned from my horrifically embarrassing encounter with Gene Kelly not to act like an idiot this time, so I spent some time figuring out how I could get to his table because his wasn’t assigned to me. But when it came time to clear the dishes, anyone could clear anyone’s table, so that was my shot! I was eyeing him out the whole time and tried to stay close to his table for when the opportunity came along…and it did! I saw he was finished with his plate and I practically knocked another waiter down to get to the table. I leaned in to take the plate, and the man who was sitting next to Stevie Wonder said to me, “You smell very nice, I like your perfume.” I smiled and said “thank you.” He then said to Stevie Wonder, “she smells great.” I was so excited, I just stood there. and then he said, “Do you mind if he smells your perfume?” What?? He wants Stevie Wonder to smell my perfume?? Holy God, this is unbelievable! I leaned over and put my neck to Stevie’s face so he could take a nice big whiff, which he did, and then he said, “Wow, that is nice. You smell very good.”
I was so excited I almost dropped the plate in his lap. One of my all time favorite idols just told me I smelled good! And you have to admit that it means a little something extra coming from a blind person, doesn’t it? You know, their other senses are so developed, so to say I smell good must mean I smell really good. 😀
Because he was so nice and he was smiling at me, I decided to say something. How could I not? This was one of my child hood idols! But I was cool. I said, “I just want you to know that the first album I ever bought was Songs in the Key of Life.” He got an even bigger smile on his face and said, “Thank you, that means a lot.” And then I knew if I said anything else it would start getting weird. I would start rambling and say something stupid, so I took the dirty plate and left. I just wanted to stand there and talk to him for the rest of the night, but I quit while I was ahead. I learned that lesson the hard way.
But I will say that is one of my favorite memories of living in this god-forsaken, moral wasteland of a city. Stevie Wonder told me I smelled good :D.
I know musicians who have worked with him, and everyone has said how nice he is and what an amazing talent, but of course, we knew that. We don’t seem to have great musicians like him anymore and to think that he’s done all that without eyesight. It’s amazing. Same with Ray Charles. What do we need to do to get some good musicians like that today? Do we need to poke a few eyes out? What’s it gonna take?
By the way, I saw something on the news recently where scientists are making progress in curing blindness.
“A treatment that has helped mice see in the dark could one day restore sight to the blind. Doctors used injections of healthy cells to repair the damaged eyes of rodents. The results were dramatic, with small numbers of cells restoring vision up to half of normal levels.”
Can you imagine if they find a cure for blindness? That would be incredible. Although I always thought that if you were blind, imagine all of the people that you could date because you wouldn’t care what they looked like. It would open up a whole new dating pool of ugly, nice people that you might not consider with eyesight.
But if everyone was blind, that might be better. Because then we couldn’t judge people based on their looks or skin color, we’d have to go strictly on the accent, but that could get confusing :D.
Have a great day!