My glamorous life makes Sheila E. jealous
What has two thumbs, several hundred gem sweaters and is totally awesome? Leslie Hall, whom I’m going to see perform with her band, the LYs, in about 15 minutes. It will be an bitchin’ start to my early weekend. Hence:
Tonight’s show comes fresh off a seven-day shift at work, my FIRST seven days at work, to be specific. It’s a little overwhelming. I’m hoping my hair doesn’t fall out again. But the Lord of Non-Profits has blessed me with a rare two-days-in-a-row off, and as soon as I ace my Spanish test tomorrow morning CLH and I are going to drive to Austin. We’re in the market for tube amps.
Friday night we have tickets for the ballet. Gershwin Glam. I booked them specifically for Friday because it’s Leap Year Day. I used to have a cousin — related by marriage, not blood — who was born on Leap Day, 1980. Her name is Christie. Her birthdays were always a big deal. We’re the same age and were very close when we were kids, though since my mother left my stepfather in the mid-1990s I haven’t spoken to her, which makes me kinda sad.
Happy birthday Christie, wherever you are.
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