Wild weekend

Friday Amy picked me up after work and we ate at Call of the Canyon before standing in line at the Clazel, waiting for them to open the doors, which were to open at 6:30 but didn't until 7:10. Fred rushes to the floor and snags a table for 8. Luci and Dan got a table for 4 next to us but were suddenly upgraded to VIP status and a different table so we also got that four top which then we could accommodate everybody. The band came on around 8 and played for a solid 2 hours.

Some people were at the Toledo Museum of Art at a glass blowing fest where Joe Bob were playing.

Saturday, I was up at the crack of 9:40. I played around in the yard and ate a leftover crabcake from Thursday night and got a latte from GFT where I saw the father of my children who I asked if he was going to Tom's art show and he said No. And suddenly it was time for my radio show. After that was over, I talked to my friend Karen in Dallas on the phone for almost an hour and then took two space heaters over to Amy's because her furnace is not working. Boys think it's the thermostat, which would be a less expensive alternative to furnace replacement.

Amy and I ate at the downstairs of Grumpy Dave's where we had chicken breast rolled with bacon and Gouda and also some tomato bread. We then went up to Stefan's birthday fest and had some bevs and potato chips. There were many people there I know. And then we went to Howard's just before 9 although, as usual, Rod's Collision started about half an hour after their advertised time of 9. The crowd was OK for the first set and then the old folks cleared out and at one point, there were about 10 people in there and then the youth crowd picked up and when I left around 12:30, the band was playing to quite a few dancers. And the band was playing in a magnificent manner. OMG they were hot.

Sunday, I did my state taxes and then raked the back yard in preparation for my lawn guy who is supposed to come today. Then I went to Perrysburg and had lunch with Cheryl and Bonnie at Panera before the hypertufa class at the 577 Foundation. I think I will have to host a hypertufa GNO. And I want to go back and look around the grounds at the 577 some more.

In the evening, there was wine drinking and pasta cooking and eating and yard touring and suddenly, the alarm clock goes off and here I am at work. It's shocking.
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