Great band! Done with those papers yet, or did Susan drag you kicking and screaming out of the house? If so, good for her. Glad you got a nice break either way.
Date nights are so vital. Glad you're doing them for me. Band sounds like a good time.
Anonymous said…
I just got to have a date night...at a REAL restaurant! Not even a chain! The food was great but the music seemedto have been piped in from my dentists office...
Anonymous said…
Getting out is harder than it looks. Work and family often conspire to take away time and what's left to you is often spent passed out on the sofa in one's pajamas or curled up alone with a book. Or blogging. The hubs and I went out for dinner and a movie last weekend and I'm not even going to tell you how long it's been since we did that. These young musicians sound awesome.
Joni Mitchell once wrote, "All I really, really want our love to do is to bring out the best in me and in you, too." It didn't. My partner and I have separated. We tried. We really tried. I am embarrassed to admit this. I even considered erasing this blog from the internet so that I would not embarrass myself or her. But my whole purpose in blogging was to have some kind of a community where I could be open and explore my writing in a personal way. You have shared the good things with me. You have seen my ugly 5K Ass Project photos. It would feel cowardly to just disappear. Plus, I could use the support.
Then comes doing our level best to destroy the family. Susan and I sat cross-legged on our bed last night and swore our undying love for one another. No witnesses, no music, no officials; just two happy gals staring into one another's eyes. I am very happy. It's funny, wearing this ring has made me a little self-conscious; I spent the day feeling like I had a neon sign on my forehead that said, "Look at my finger!" My office mate Mark said he felt the same way after he got married. Symbols are powerful things for English majors. Now if only I could claim her on my health insurance. "We learn to love by loving." Iris Murdoch
Excerpt from student paper today: Being politically correct is a way that we speak here in America so that we don’t offend any whining babies. Only pathetically weak people that don’t have the balls to say what they feel and mean are politically correct [idiots]. Society and the media have made it to where people are now afraid to say what they actually mean. Comedians are now the only people who actually speak the truth about society. Except now even Saturday Night Live wont put anything that is not politically correct for fear that some left wing idiot will throw a fit a make NBC apologize. At this point in her reading of this cogent argument, my boss said, "does he realize you will be reading this paper?" Oh yes. And it gets better! Today’s society has become way to obsessed with how things need to be right and to make people feel better. The correct term these days for garbage man is a sanitation engineer. No, a garbage man is no kind of engineer he has no college degree
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I'm glad you and Susan got a night out of the house.
Heidi
And congrats on date night! I'm due one myself...well, with my date, I mean.
You are so lucky to have such great live music available!