I read a really intriguing article about social jet lag on Saturday morning. Ironically I was laying in my bed wishing I could go back to sleep and not attend my photography class as I read it. Don’t get me wrong, I love my class. But lately I have been busy and a weekend to sleep in would be nice. Lots of things are happening (mostly good) but I could use some down time to just sit…and think…and drink a Coke…and ponder life, love and the pursuit of happiness. I’m very much looking forward to Memorial Day weekend where I can aimlessly drive the Olympic Peninsula with my beau and do absolutely nothing for three days straight. No cell phone. No email. No class. No Excel spreadsheets (no matter how pretty those event budgets look).
Friday night I introduced my beau to Rosie Thomas, my favorite singer/songwriter in the world.
This was my fourth Rosie concert and I was ecstatic that she was back in town. Rosie moved to NYC a couple of years ago and I was so bummed to miss her last concert in Seattle — a house show in an acquaintance’s own living room. Her music is haunting, simplistic and beautiful. It has soothed my soul many a days when I needed it.
I was finally able to hear her play Wedding Day live — listen to the album version here.
If you’ve been reading my blog for long, you’ll remember my trip to Maui two summers ago. When I took the Road to Hana…the long way around Haleakala…I rolled down the windows of my rental car and sang this song while weaving in and out of the coastline. It was completely magical.