This was the first weekend in several weeks that I felt well enough to go do stuff, so I packed in as much activity as I could.
On Friday night, my husband and I met up with our rhythm guitarist and checked out the club where we're playing on September 26th. It's small and the stage is shaped weird, but I'm sure we can make it work. One of the patrons randomly asked me if I were a goth. I didn't think black hair alone qualified someone for that label, but perhaps things are different in small towns.
On the way home, my husband and I also stopped by the club where we're playing on the 27th.
After that late night, I still had to roll out of bed around 7:00 a.m. the next morning to walk the Helen Gold 5k. It was a little drizzly out, but I had an easy time of it.
I followed the walk with a few hours of volunteer time with The Animal Rescue Alliance at one of their adoption events. For most of that time, I sat with the dogs in the play area and watched them run around. I did have time to fall in love with a kitten, though. She was one of the darkest torties I've ever seen; very calm and cuddly. None of the chaos in the store bothered her at all, although she was very interested in the cages of mice next to her kennel. The group asked if I'd be interested in fostering her, but I think if she's still unclaimed by the time I get back from BlogWorld Expo, I may just adopt her.
I got home around 1:15 and woke my husband so we could have breakfast and go to Musician's Friend to buy a sub and a crossover for our PA.
In the evening, I had two friends and my sister over for a game night. We played Scattergories and The 90s Game, and ate corn chowder, cheese dip and coconut lime bars. It was a very low-key and pleasant evening.
I got up at my usual time on Sunday and made a strawberry Jell-o pretzel dessert that we could take to my husband's family reunion later in the day. He was raised by his mother's family and this reunion was of his late father's side of the family, most of whom he doesn't really know. He was surprised to find out how many aunts and uncles he has from all over the country. Everyone was very happy to see him and said he looked just like his dad. After seeing some of his relatives, I think he got his nose, forehead and curly hair from his dad's side, and his chin and eyes from his mom.
We finished out the day with band practice, which went relatively well. I think (hope!) we're on track for our first two gigs.
See what I mean? Looks like my weekends of lying around reading and watching TV have ended, at least for now. What did you do this weekend?