On the night of Beyonce’s visual album release I was on the road in Louisville. I saw the instagram messages come through and it didn’t really register to me what was going on. I was sleepy and I was still destroyed from scandal. The next morning when I woke I fully realized what happened. Beyonce had dropped an album and we were none the wiser. That day was Friday. Friday I had a full day complete with 3 flights 4 cities, and no ipad. I do have an iphone but I have no idea how to work it. Shit just got real and panic began to set in.
I realized that I would not have the ability to download and watch the album until at least 10pm that night. With every passing hour and every instagram, facebook post, or tweet I saw about the album I got more, and more antsy. When I landed in Kansas city one of my radio stations played a few cuts from the album for me and I felt like my life was falling apart. It was glorious!!! Just then I got a phone call from my music director in St. Louis informing me of snow and unpleasant plane riding conditions. YES!!!!!!!!!!! I would now be able to cancel my flight to St. Louis and go home to download!
I got home around 830pm and immediately went to my room to download my music and watch. I played with my kid for 5 mins and allowed him to sit in the bed with me while I geared up. I never download stuff off itunes so I had to go through 30 mins of resetting my password and so forth. When I got ready to download the kid’s dad hands me the kid’s report card. At that moment I had to make a decision. Beyonce or report card. That report card didn’t get opened until well after midnight. I needed time to process the videos, and get my feelings and life in check.
The next morning I didn’t even talk to the kid about his report card because I was still feeling served by Mrs. Carter. This moment will go down as one of my bad mommy moments, and quite frankly I could care less. Phonics can wait! All hail king B!!!