In Fargo. Sitting in my friend's living room. It is 9:30 Saturday morning.
loud band playing for over an hour and a half. I am sure it would be fun to be down there WATCHING, as opposed to running in, the festivities, but I am sitting in her great living room in my pjs drinking coffee from her Koerig. Plus, it is about 65 degrees and windy. Maybe a great day to run, not to observe.
Last year I was here and ran, and I use that term loosely, the 5K the night before the marathon. I am really not a runner... pretty sure this is true:
But, on the bright side:
This year I came up to go to a wedding the night of the 5K. The reception was across the street from the Fargodome where the 5K starts and ends. Dang. That was unfortunate as far as traffic went.
So, I am the only one awake in this house right now. How can you sleep through a band? Also, not sure the vocalists are all that great. But, the music sounds pretty good. Karaoke?
Nope, walked down to the end of the driveway to look.. I am still in my jammies (and, yes, Angsty Teen, I did have a sports bra on so my bidness wasn't just floppin' around in the breeze... Does that make you happy?).
Yes, I can tell that it does.
I do love everything in my friend's house. Thought I would show you her perfect living room. It's great.
This next pic is a little dark...
Closeup of the artwork in the second picture:
These pieces are to the left of the couch in the first picture.
Actually, the longer I sit in her living room hearing the band play down the block, I might have been a little overly generous in my first analysis of the band's musical ability. Really? Hotel California? The problem with that song is that, especially if you can't play it well, it lasts forever.
Well, it finally ended.
Smashmouth? Much better. "Hey now, you're a rock star."