Due to email failure and general communication break-down, I missed hanging out with two super-cool people Friday night. Instead, I went home to a house with no power. Heh. The power came back on around 8:30ish, and I spent the rest of the evening enjoying the company of my wonderful family.
Saturday was spent cleaning up the yard, milling around Cumming, not getting to hang out with yet another friend, and attending the Barry Richman concert (which was phenomenal). He played several Hendrix tunes (which I loved), some other assorted rock tunes, a little bit of jazz, a hint of the blues, and a lot of his own stuff. To see someone play the guitar with such ease is phenomenal. I was disappointed (this makes three) because my favorite chum had to back out at the last minute. Fortunately, she was able to catch the second half.
Sometimes I'm annoyed at myself for being in a crummy mood when I really have no reason to be. The little slips that disrupted the flow of my weekend are nothing in the grand scheme of things. I should be flogged for being so petty (but please don't take me up on that).
Sunday was very good. I enjoyed church and lunch with the family and then trooped to the State Botanical Gardens in Athens. The gardens were beautiful despite the fact that clean-up crews haven't been able to clear the mess left by Ivan. After dinner, I made the trek back to Milledgeville.
Classes were crazy today. Erin and I went to see Ms. Myrtis and got into a debate with her over political/religious stuff. I have been raised otherwise. In my household, if an elderly person says "the moon is made of cheese", you smile, nod, and act like it was nothing out of the way. But I swear she ropes us into it. She presses us to see what our thoughts/feelings are and then she'll tell us what she thinks and why. You wouldn't expect Erin and I to be more conservative than an 84 year old lady, but I think she actually enjoys it! I think we all do, and I suppose that's all that matters. We love her to death. I left straight from her place and ran to Wal-Mart. After Wal-Mart, I headed to Max Noah for the clarinet recital. Run, run, run! That brings us up to present. I am now sitting here writing this little note to you fine people and preparing for the HEA planning meeting at 10:00. In what universe do planning meetings happen at 10:00 PM? Mine, apparently...
Tomorrow promises to be just as hectic. Classes until 3, homework, our first pledge meeting, Bible Study, and more homework. I've had a relatively light load (as far as homework is concerned), so I suppose I deserve to have it all dumped on me at once.
Okay. That's it for now. Oh! One more thing: Julie was telling me that if you go into Porter late at night and stand outside of Max Noah, you can hear singing from inside. I got a delicious chill upon hearing the story. Has anyone else heard it? I might check it out sometime if I don't chicken out.
Have a lovely evening and a great day tomorrow. :)
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