Fuck April. I'm glad it's over. It was a crappy month with crappy weather...although May is not looking so hot right now. freezly & drearpy. Spring is apparently suffering from erectile dysfunction and just can't get it up.
Aaaand there you have it. Just had a wonderful 24 hour vacay to Lawrence/KC for Fleetwood Mac concert. It was a great concert, but more importantly, it was an incredible experience to go on this trip and to the concert with my dad. It was just a really nice getaway, and we hit a #bucketlist event by going to see Fleetwood Mac. We had great seats, by sheer luck... if you can call handicapped seating because my dad can't stand for long and needed a wheelchair and his tremors are getting worse and he may not be able to eat jello ever again Parkinson's madness ...a lucky thing. Not particularly lucky, but I appreciated the manner in which he was treated by the Sprint Center. They were wonderful and responsive and did everything possible to make it a reality and to have us sit in a place where we could really see everything.
I can't stop thinking about tomorrow. Being in Lawrence made me homesick, of course. I really noticed when we drove through Topeka I had an overwhelming sense of being close to home. I miss it so much. It didn't help that everything is green and blooming and lovely up there, while down here on the prairie it's still pretty brown. We have buds, but they keep getting frozen by the ridiculous weather that we are having.
Anyway, I was glad to be home to my house as well, I ran in and out of there this morning and felt good being home. So I guess I have dual citizenship in my heart for my two places to live...each has specific advantages and disadvantages, and I just need to plan and execute regular visits to Lawrence over the next year prior to moving back. Grace misses her Grandma and Grandpa in KC as well... need to get her in touch via skype or something,
I have several people weighing on my mind, I miss people in waves.... and my current list includes Megan and Lily, Heather Mac, Wendy, Lydia, and both Andy T and Andy B.
I make a trip up there just after school is out and make it a priority to see them.
Glad to be back at school, although the kids said they did NOT miss me. That's ok... I still like them. Mostly.
I'm just so damn glad I'm not in middle school. It's a wonky time.