Ya’ll. For the first time in years, I watched the CMA awards show live.
Normally, I record the show and save it for the weekend because I tend to drink a little more than I should during the awards and I need that extra time on the weekends to recover. In fact, you may remember this post about all that life-altering wisdom I garnered during last year’s awards show.
This year though was the 50th anniversary of the CMA Awards.
If you’re a country music fan, that’s a big deal. I opted to watch it live this year so the show wouldn’t be spoiled by anything I might see on social media before I got to watch.
It was a damn emotional roller coaster.
The only thing that I can somewhat compare it to is when I opted to binge watch the entire Private Practice series just weeks after the Circus was born. A postpartum woman and medical dramas do not mix well. The CMA Awards this year were more emotional for me than any episode of Private Practice I watched while feeding the two week old a bottle.
First off, did you see the beginning?
It was a collision of country music at it’s finest. The Merle Haggard and Tammy Wynette tributes were just incredible, I came out of my seat with excitement when I saw Alabama on stage and my girl Reba sang a bit of Fancy.
And then when they all came together to sing Forever and Ever Amen and Randy Travis appeared on stage, it was over for me. God bless Randy Travis. The tears started running right then.
Immediately after that, I tucked the Circus into bed and prepped her for tomorrow because I knew I would be useless the next morning.
All the flashbacks to previous award shows just did me in. I was laughing, I was cheering, I was crying. Hell, even the Target commercials for Garth’s new ultimate collection had me singing and dancing and it wasn’t even part of the awards show. Also, that man effing loves Trisha Yearwood fiercely. Did you see their duets medley? Oh my stars.
And then Carrie Underwood tried to pull a Reba in her red dress.
Carrie, I love ya but ain’t nobody gonna be able to do that one ‘cept Reba. You should have just let Jesus take the wheel there.
And then the Dolly montage.
Jesus had to take the wheel for me on that one. Oh sweet lord. If you don’t like Dolly Parton, then we just can’t be friends.
I managed to get it back together when Chris Stapleton got his award and left me clapping my hands with this quote.
But then I’ll be damned if Brad Paisley didn’t make me into a hot, crying mess again and cause me to pour a third Jack & Coke with his Today performance.
Grunt Labor asked me how it was the next day. I told him I had a great time. He said, “Alone?”
As Brad Paisley said, we’re all just one big happy family.
Here’s to country music.
May we all know just how good country music is for the soul.
I still recorded the show while I was watching it. I might go another round this weekend. 😉