Yesterday was the best day since Monday. I went to see John Mayer in Lincoln Friday night. Lincoln is about 60 miles from here. He's one of the people I've wanted to see for quite a while and he didn't disappoint. If anything, the disappointment comes from the fact that I like so many of his songs that he didn't play a half dozen or more that I would have loved to have seen. I suppose the secret of performing is to leave people wanting more. Well, he succeeded.
I've got a ticket to see him in Charleston next month, too. :)
My schedule gets as crazed again over the next several weeks. On Wednesday I'll be hitting the roads (along with 45 million other drivers) to spend Thanksgiving with mom (~650 miles). I'll head back later Saturday or Sunday. I'm praying for good driving weather (both ways) and sane roads.
The following weekend I'm scheduled to be in Phoenix. I haven't been there since early May and have been missing dear friends there.
The weekend after that I'd like to go to Boulder see my son - his 28th birthday is coming just before Christmas.
Over Christmas I'd like to be back in Charleston. In mid-January I'm scheduled to take a training in Phoenix. And on and on it goes...
That said - things rarely go as planned in my world, so I reserve the right to change any and all of this should situations warrant. I implied a few posts ago that change might be in the air. That's still true. Did I mention - I don't like being cold?!
One of my pups has given indications that he's got something funky going on in one or both of his ears. I took him to the vet yesterday....turns out he's got a yeast infection in both ears. He's on the road to recovery....
Lots to be Thankful for this week. I take it very seriously....it's easy to forget as the speed of life increases.
I'll end this with a clip that someone posted online from the John Mayer concert in Lincoln Friday night. As one point his band went offstage and he sang a couple of acoustic songs. One of them was "Stop this Train".
Stop this train.
I want to get off and go home again.
I can't take the speed it's moving in
I know I can
But honestly, won't someone stop this train....
Amen....
1 comment:
Okay. The most significant item in this entry has got to be your son turning 28. My oldest just turned 18, and I'm not sure I've recovered from that yet -- 5 months later. And I've got a couple of years on you.
I don't know how I'm going to be when MY son turns 28!
F. J.
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