A day of live blues music.
For FREE.
Outside, where I can bring the Sons.
All arranged by a dear friend who, on top of everything else, rushes home from seeing me to tell his girlfriend I look HOT.
For the love of God and all that is holy, WHY ON EARTH would I not be excited about attending the Greenbelt Blues Festival this Saturday?
I know my friend Greed can't be there. Something about a grandchild's first birthday. OK. But the rest of you? You have no excuse. Even you, Penelope. Bass players abound. Totally worth the transatlantic flight. You can crash on our couch, and play backgammon with Hubby.
I mused aloud to a friend of mine, the other day, "Hmmmm....I wonder if I will have the nerve to dance at the Festival in front of my kids, the way I do at Blues Jam at the Country Store? He did not even have to think.
"No. You won't. Ha!"
Probably for the best. Right, Greed?
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That sounds like a blast!!!!!!!!!! Have fun!!!!!!!!!!! Maybe Greed can go AFTER the birthday party...after all, how long can one of those one year old birthday parties last anyway? Oh wait...I think Cassie's first birthday had like 50 people. Yes, I was an idiot...
Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thanks for that!!
I'll be crying into my wine while you're off partying it up with the bass players *sobs*!!
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