Arrived home last night, spent this afternoon and evening at my mom's where my two brothers are visiting, along with families. Tonight we celebrated Dad's 80th birthday. He was confused, as usual, but happy to have us all there. Tomorrow we all go white-water rafting. Well, not Dad, but the rest of us.
DC trip was all about my son and his friends and obsessions (another post), but it was fun. The highlight for me came Saturday a.m. when we metroed down to the American Indian museum for DC's little version of Live Earth. I got to see AL!!! I was so excited. The short version is that when arranging all the Live Earth concerts around the world, organizers naturally wanted a DC presence. But they got blocked. No to the capital lawn. No to the mall. No to all the monuments. So they just gave up. Then the American Indian museum said, "You can have our lawn." How's that for irony? Unfortunately, their lawn is slightly larger than a postage stamp and it was a typical July day in DC (mid-90s by 10 a.m.), and the sound system sucked because it was facing the museum building and nobody could see the stage. But, whatever. I was there and I was proud. Whoohoo! (Didn't last long in the crowd and the heat with the boy, I must confess).
Nice to be home again and in my own bedroom.
7 comments:
Welcome home! :)
You saw Al??? Lucky! He's my favorite president ever! (We did elect him, after all.)
Sorry to have missed you here, but hey, you saw Al.
We too are glad to be in own beds. Sounds like a good b-day for your dad who's surely not too confused to know you were all there. Such a good thing.
Home sweet home indeed.
Name-dropper. Al looks good in Rolling Stone.
There's something very poignant about the American Indians coming to the rescue of Live Earth. In our nation's capitol, no less. I'm glad you could be there!
What Ed said. Poignant, ironic, rather funny...and pretty sad that they felt they had to, that nobody else would.
Kate, Welcome. Nice to have you here.
Thank you!
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