Boomeranging out of the weekend
Any weekend that includes both this and this –
– is a good one.
First of all, my blog friend Anastasia came to visit. We had never met in real life before, but that didn’t stop her from driving 600 miles from Kansas City only to have me drag her out of bed at 4am on Saturday to go climb a 14er.
What. A. Sport. I liked her SO much! And look at her – a prairie girl on the summit of Mt. Democrat. She kicked that mountain in the teeth.
When we got back to the car, we had the idea to put a copy of my CD on the windshield of every car in the parking lot. Unsolicited? Perhaps. Presumptuous? Y’all. I just wanted to spread the love. Don’t hate me.
On Saturday night, my friend Hillary was in town, and got the Parsons clan tickets to her show.
Oh yeah, that Hillary. The one that wins Grammys and is currently on tour with Tim McGraw (she would never brag on herself, so I’ll do it for her) – and the one who also happens to be a sweet friend from my Nash-days, and absolutely wonderful. It was so good to hug her neck.
Thanks for the amazing seats, Hill! We loved it!
Then, last night, a few girlfriends took me out for an early celebration of my birthday. They gave me presents and listened to me tell the story about the time I led a revolt in the high school band. Everyone needs friends who will listen to them tell the story about the time they led a revolt in the high school band. I feel so lucky to be meeting such nice people here.
Recently, someone I know said something disparaging about Denver, and I found myself getting defensive. I think that’s a good sign. I think this place may be growing on me.