The husband has returned from yet another business trip. But his adventures in Austin, Texas, well, they didn’t quite put the AU in Auesome. Or something. He left Sunday afternoon. On the way down his flight was delayed hours and hours. He booked a hotel near the client site, but Monday morning it took him an hour and a half to travel two miles (part of the problem - the man has no sense of direction and could get lost in a paper bag, but he claims the roads were really confusing). And one of the nights, well, water started leaking into his hotel room from the room above. Good times. So he’s happy to be home. And the little man’s happy to have him. Especially since the Lego Star Wars TIE Interceptor has finally been assembled.
Yesterday was Talk Like a Pirate Day. Sadly I was feeling unenthused and unmotivated. Maybe it was the scurvy getting me down. I did perk up when I heard about the Sugarcubes being reunited. And it will feel so good. Especially if I find myself in Reykjavik on November 17th. I’ve only seen ‘em once, back in 1989 (with New Order and PiL) and I’ve somehow never managed to see Bjork solo. So…possibly maybe.
Bonus: Oh, the Seattle trip I’d tentatively planned for next week? That’s off. Or postponed. Or something. September snuck up on me, and now it has seriously sucker-punched me.
Plus: Speaking of which…September is nearly over, and then it will suddenly be October (with Halloween costumes and a pumpkin-carving party to plan) and then, and then…it will be National Novel Writing Month. I am so not ready for that, what with last year’s failure still fresh in my memory.
And: One small consolation prize. I finally got around to processing and posting the photos from the little man’s birthday party. But they’re all pretty meh. The mad chaos was too much for me. Things were moving too fast for me to get many decent shots. Oh well. The lad had a good time.
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Well, the roads *can* be confusing… downtown has far too many one-ways, and there is that business with the highway loop-arounds. Oh well.
Heh, he mentioned all those weird U-turn lanes. But seriously, he’s lived in my house for four years now and still doesn’t know his way around the neighborhood. Oh, and before he left I did mention that I knew a Minnesotan living in Austin. My terminally shy husband gave me “the look” and walked away. Pretty much the reaction I’d expected.
Strangely, I was at that 89 show at the Civic Center. We had pretty crapola seats, but it sounded great.
Funny, the husband was there too (long before I met him). Our seats were off to the side, on the right. Not the best, but yes, a fantastic show indeed.
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