spinning plates
Even though I don’t go home for Thanksgiving and I’m not going home for Christmas, I’ve still got things going on.
I enjoyed a lovely, though brief, visit from Mel over Thanksgiving here in Boston. We ate an amazing dinner at Tony and Sean’s, including the juiciest turkey ever. Those things didn’t require much planning or organization on my part, but let’s still say one down, two to go.
What do I mean? This month my band has a show - another full-band endeavor - and my boyfriend, Chris, has a birthday. He’s turning 40. He cannot, shall not, will not have a 40th birthday without a party.
Who do you think is taking care of organizing these things? Who is arranging the party, calling Chris’ friends and family, purchasing silly decorations, reserving tables at the Burren, asking folks to help with some chocolate cupcakes? Who is advertising our show by making and hanging posters, emailing fans (”fans”?) , learning some of the closing band’s tunes so they can sing harmony? That’s right, c’est moi!
Ok, maybe it’s not so much. Maybe I just wanted to talk about some nice things I got goin’ on. True dat.