On Singing With the Band and Carousing Afterward

Today was such a lovely specimen of a day! First, my children went to my sister's (which NEVER happens, btw) and spent the night there. Then, Toby and I made the drive up to Seattle, where he was to be playing with the Smilin Scandinavians (check them out, they have myspace). We got to the Odd Fellows hall a bit late, but still in time to be on time to play. Shawn & Cate Roller were there, Shawn plays with Toby occasionally. There were others there, but not terribly many. The gig was a charity benefit for the SOS Children's Fund. But, I digress.

Cate and I didn't want to just sit there for several hours, and we were hungry, so we made our way a few blocks down to the local Pho restaurant, Than Brothers (Pho+Cream Puff=Happiness!). We had a great lunch there, and walked back to the hall just in time for the boys to be ending their first set. The Bavarian band that was switching turns with them were on next, and they were ok. Toby's better...maybe I'm biased. Probably not, though. Anyway, we did end up hanging out there for several hours, and after we all went to dinner at the Hale Brewery in Ballard. The food was pretty good, the alcohol was better! I was pretty drunk, I have to say. That doesn't happen all that often. We stayed there for several hours as well, drinking and laughing and talking about risque things. I love those sorts of conversations! You find out so much about people that way, and I think I shocked Shawn & Cate a little bit. I'm not necessarily as straight-laced as I appear. 

So now we're home. I'll be headed to bed soon, but it was nice to take a break from all that is waiting here for me to work on for a day. I needed the mental vacation. Tomorrow I intend to go back to my work, and the next two weeks are going to be insane. Kids come home tomorrow, too, and I hope my car gets fixed. That would just be icing on the cake. 

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