We are back from DC!

The last night there, we headed to Blues Alley to see James Cotton perform. We were right up front, so close to the action, blown away by the music, the band, everything about the night. Getting up at oh-dark-thirty to catch the morning flight home, of course, was another story. I hate coming back from east coast time ...

The Bug was happy to see us. And promptly, he pulled out a drawer, climbed up on the counter and sprayed something he shouldn't have into his eye. On my way over to save him, I stumbled and fell knee first into the corner of said drawer. After getting his eye rinsed out, I looked down and saw the bruised up, bloody mess of my knee. Good times, good times.

I started back with The Trainer yesterday, and I was in rough shape ... blisters on my feet and a jacked up right knee. He took it easy on me, then said, "You'll have to step it up next time!" and, appropriately, ducked.

And of course, my week wouldn't be my week without a repairman showing up for the third time to fix the same problem. This time, it's related to the microwave.

Also, I've given HDHusband a password to Blogger now. He will be posting comments and in all likelihood, I will regret having done so.

Labels: DC, HDToddler, home, music, trainer

"Why are there so many songs about rainbows
and what's on the other side?
Rainbows are visions, but only illusions,
and rainbows have nothing to hide.
So we've been told and some choose to believe it.
I know they're wrong, wait and see.
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection.
The lovers, the dreamers and me ..."

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