Pearl Jam, cowboys and rain

Today started out slow as last night was a late night. I had managed to save up several months ago and get tickets (only lawn) to the Pearl Jam concert and last night was the night. It was an absolutely %#*$ing great concert. And we were so lucky - the Nor'easter which had been sitting over New England much of the week paused for nearly eight hours. It is so rare to find a band that sounds even better live than recorded, and these guys put on such an awesome show. I spent over two-and-one-half hours dancing, screaming and singing my lungs out - along with at least half the crowd. I so wish I could go to more of their concerts!

When I got up around tennish, Bubba and I proceeded to negotiate a visitation with her best friend (and our 'adopted' daughter), Miss Julia. We got permission to drive out to her private school and drive her back here to the sticks so the girls could go to the rodeo and see cowboys. Yes, a real live rodeo came to our little New England backwater and 'tho' the cowboys got terribly rained out Friday, and half of Saturday, the rain more or less held off most of the day today. There was a great deal of mud everywhere and the poor California cowboys looked particularly miserable - I am not sure they had ever encountered mud like our mud - boot sucking mud. We did get to see three completed bull rides, so that was good. The girls ate, saw and kissed Jake the quarterhorse and then came back home and painted their nails. And, then it was time to return Miss J. to her boarding school. So, no knitting this weekend, but it was a peaceful and happy weekend.

Oh! I almost forgot - when we were heading back to the house for the girls to indulge in their nail polish fix, we saw this beautiful guy walking alongside the road.