May 23, 2015

The morning was a nice one – because it could be, because I didn’t have anywhere to be.  This, in itself, gets an A+.  I spent a leisurely hour plus in bed.

Once I was up – I thought I might get something accomplished…but I really didn’t.  This is why I wrote “I thought” rather than "I accomplished."  Wouldn’t want to send the wrong message.  I eventually did some cleaning and organizing, then I split the 2 gallons of  kombucha into2 separate flavored containers – black cherry/mint and grapefruit/ginger.  I also made a salad for the evening plans, which were to have dinner at Doris and JJ’s home in Auburn prior to heading to the Strawberry Festival.  I used up the tomatoes, chopped jicama, added basil and Kalamata olives and done!  I decided to wear my white strapless dress, meaning no bra, which is fine by me other than I fear accidentally yanking the dress down too far one day.  I’m sure it will happen, but hopefully it’ll be a night show.

Around 4 I headed to go buy a bottle of wine for Doris and JJ, withdraw some money, look fervently for Tom <nowhere to be seen>, then head off to Auburn.  I did end up missing a turn near their home and saw a home with cool metal work art in the front yard.  I loved their neighborhood!  Very private – like a gated community, yet without the gates.  I knocked on the side door, and Neomi was the first one there.  “GIRLFRIEND!  GIRLFRIEND! GIRLFRIEND!  She screamed for a solid 2 minutes (I am not kidding) and we embraced like two long-lost friends who had not seen each other in a week since Hipnic.  Doris’s garden amazed me and made me miss my garden from long ago <marriage>.  Soon Angela and Jarrod were there with their two kids and we had a lovely dinner.  Fortunately Angela also brought Reese’s peanut butter cup pan cookies, quite similar to the blondies she had at Hipnic.  I had another sweet to devour like a starving t-rex.

Thanks to Jarrod’s excellent time-keeping skills, we were able to get our of the house on time and head to the Grass Valley fairgrounds. These fairgrounds are incredible beautiful, but what I didn’t understand was the sea of chairs in the center and a very limited area for the people who like to stand at a show.  This makes no sense to me – who the hell sits for a show???   Anders Osborne was up soon after we got there.  That man moooovvess. The standing audience moved, the seated people?  They looked odd.  I saw Claire up front – she was at JJ Gray and Mofro last night - how incredible.  I’m glad I didn’t make plans for that as I had a client. Sam Bush was up next – incredible skill on the mandolin and violin (fiddle).   

Still – I wish it had been a shorter Bush and longer Osborne show. That’s just me, though.
 

We headed out immediately – got back to the house where everyone said goodbye and we all headed home.  I enjoy the drive on the 49 at night listening to The Black Crowes. -  very Monte Carlo – though being sober has a great deal to do with it.  I also managed to devour 5 more pan cookies which isn’t very wise, but let’s all remember my Adam Ant personality….

Pictures:  The Strawberry Festival;  The view/garden from the home of JJ and Doris: Auburn theater; Anders Osborne