I leave tonight for a work trip to England. I'm not complaining at all because it will be a good trip BUT, it does mean no three day Memorial Day weekend for me. I was feeling a little bit sorry for myself that everyone else was making plans to be somewhere fun and I would be packing and finishing up a presentation all my lonesome.
Fortunately my New York friend Traci needed a little break from her Manhattan craziness and she caught a train to me on Friday evening. We ate good food in the South End, cooked a leisurely breakfast, did some shopping along Newbury and then took delicious Saturday afternoon naps before we headed over to the House of Blues to see the sold out National show. Turned out the show was teeming with cute boys so we did some flirting. Then we headed back to my house for midnight BLT's. She left early this morning and I got to go to church in the beautiful old stone chapel the kind folks at the First Church Cambridge are letting us use for a bit. I'll hop a plane this evening and spend the week getting to meet my UK team members. Life could be worse people.
If you have never heard of The National, that should stop today. This song was so incredible live I might have cried a little bit.