Unfolded

I had an uncharacteristically busy and social weekend. Saturday evening was a birthday party for a dancer friend of mine. We ate at a sushi restaurant with the most inefficient service ever. They simply weren't set up for dealing with a party of 20 people. Their strategy seemed to be to serve the small parties of twos and fours first, while waiting to serve us until the rest of the restaurant cleared out so they could devote all the staff to helping us. What a strange strategy. They were all over our drink orders though, so by the time my food came I was kind of smashed and talking waay too loud. My food was good though, when I finally got it. Vegetable hibachi. Really yummy.

Then we went a couple doors down to a karaoke place, the kind where you rent a private room for a group of people. Was that ever fun! We had three mikes that got passed around, and everyone sang at once. We were loud and silly, and three hours passed in no time. My voice was hoarse by the time we left.

Then on Sunday, Rob and I spent the day at the Dublin Irish Festival. We got there in time to catch the last 20 minutes or so of Moya Brennan's performance. Moya Brennan is the lead vocalist and harpist with the Irish group Clannad. She has a beautiful voice. She and her band played a number of old Clannad songs from the 70's and 80's, the equivalent of Irish "oldies," really. They even played the old Clannad song "Dulaman", which contains some lovely mouth music, a style of singing that I had particularly hoped to hear. The performance was a musical high point for me, for sure. I'm only sad we didn't make it out there earlier so I could hear more, but we were still recovering from our Saturday night out.

We spent most of the rest of the afternoon hanging out with old friends who I haven't seen in over a year. I miss them greatly, and it was wonderful to see them again.

We still hadn't bought groceries for the week, so after we left the Irish Festival we swung by the grocery store and picked up drinking water and food for the week. Luckily we don't need much this week so we got it completed pretty quickly. It was perhaps 8:45pm when we pulled up our driveway. I didn't think about it at the time, but it was still light out. It's nice to come home so late and still have a little light left. It makes it not feel quite so late.

Enjoy it while you can, I guess. The days will very soon be noticeably shorter and the darkness arrive sooner. Not that I want to think about that yet.