This weekend felt good. Didn't have to work at all. Relaxed.
Saturday night is private, but was completely incredible. Only have one person to thank for that.
I slept pretty well even though it was windy weekend. Actually, Saturday night I didn't sleep too well cause of the howling coming through my bedroom windy. I've discovered that it is not the sound of the wind that's ugly, but rather the sound of the wind sneaking through my crappy windows. There's a difference. But it makes the wind seem more brutal either way.
Outside, as I write this, winter is in the air.
I'm warming up to head out to the Water Street Pub to catch some bluegrass on this fine Sunday evening.