praise john independence
So, my long weekend has passed. Um…
Wasn’t an awful weekend by any stretch; had some adventures. ’twas cool.
Doubleclicks show was a blast. Catherine got to meet some of her musical heroes, which totally made her summer.
Friday involved some driving, and band practice.
Saturday was our slightly-ahead-of-schedule Independence Day celebration, spending the day hanging out at our friend KT’s parents’ farm up near Stafford, enjoying the weather, the company, the beer, and lots of grey-market South Carolina fireworks. Also, Andrew learned to drive a tractor.
With Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday filled with rain, it was mostly laundry and Netflix (finally catching up on Person of Interest, which really gets good and sheds its “CBS old person procedural” clothing for social commentary AI sci-fi about half way through season 2). We did unload the boy for a week of scout summer camp, and I went to the chiropractor to re-align my pelvis. Growing old equals good times when you screw up your posture playing your own roadie.
This week? Work, more band practice for me, and summer session dance classes for the girls. They’re out of town this weekend for US Open Championships, and I have that gig on Saturday night.
We are, it seems, busy people.
