Great weekends are hard to recover from, no? I got my Starbucks this morning, but I really feel no more prepared to go to work than I did before my coffee. That's not a good sign. I can return to full-time writing on November 1st. While I'm very excited about that, I'm most excited about setting my own schedule again. I am not good at being told what to do. Surprise, surprise.
So my fabulous weekend included watching my oldest son get his new car. (How cute is he?) He and his college roommates drove up to San Francisco and saw the sites. He also introduced them to Jesus Chicken. (Chick-fil-A)
Elle and I went antique shopping and found this:
They actually had three Underwoods, but I just fell in love with this one. Incidentally, I've been in this antique store a dozen times before and they've never had one. I hit the jackpot! My great aunt told me on Facebook that she learned on one like this. I told her that was it, there was family history. I NEEDED it.
Finally, I went to CathedralFest, which was a celebration of 50 years of Cathedral of Faith (A local megachurch.) Now, I've not been to the church before, but it was held in the stadium by San Jose State and I went with my own college roommate. (I hope Trey is still friends with his when he's approaching 50!) I went to see David Pack from Ambrosia. He was incredible, but so was John Elefante from Kansas -- he sa-ng "Carry on My Wayward Son" and it was SOO good. Jamie Jones from "All-4-One" was there too. He was amazing. We ran into DeAndre Brakensick from "American Idol" on our way out. What a cute kid. The whole energy at the church celebration was so godly and fun. Good day.
Then, I was out with all my neighbors for the blood moon. Which I never did see, but I enjoyed my neighbors.
And now it's back to work. Such a letdown. But I imagine this allows me to have good weekends. Next weekend, I'm helping a friend paint her family room. That will be fun. We will giggle. : ) How's your Monday?
I'm sorry I haven't been regular about the blog. I've been writing to my son in boot camp and it's kind of overwhelming. I'm sure normal mothers don't worry so much, but this is my JoGee. I will say I was much more pro-military before my kid joined up. : )