All That Jazz
Aug. 24th, 2008 04:46 pmAs a family, we’re pretty bad at relaxing. Our plates are extremely full, and we invariably say yes when people ask us for more. This weekend we finally stopped and relaxed. It has been lovely. We read, ate, watched fluffy movies and TV shows, and pretty much avoided any serious household tasks.
The weather today was beautiful, so we took a walk to Downtown DeKalb. This is the weekend of the annual maize orgy that it CornFest. It’s the usual village fest of funnel cakes, unsafe carnival rides, and has-been musical acts (this year: Travis Tritt). And corn. Lots and lots of corn. Due to construction concerns, this year they moved CornFest from Downtown to the airport. To make up for the move, the local merchants decided to have a sidewalk sale. We chose the shopping.
Downtown DeKalb isn’t much, but there are a few nifty gift shops and clothing boutiques. Lynne bought a silver heart pendant necklace, and Caitlin got a Yellow Submarine t-shirt. I drank a lot of free coffee.
We finished at The House coffeehouse where they had a Dixieland jazz band playing. The audience was older than the songs, though there were a couple of couples our age. They even danced, because damn it, they paid good money for those swing lessons ten years ago. Caitlin loved the music.
I suppose that I better come up with some ideas for dinner. We’ll probably finish the evening by watching The Dark Crystal.
Just finished reading: Storm Front by Jim Butcher
Currently reading: War for the Oaks by Emma Bull
The weather today was beautiful, so we took a walk to Downtown DeKalb. This is the weekend of the annual maize orgy that it CornFest. It’s the usual village fest of funnel cakes, unsafe carnival rides, and has-been musical acts (this year: Travis Tritt). And corn. Lots and lots of corn. Due to construction concerns, this year they moved CornFest from Downtown to the airport. To make up for the move, the local merchants decided to have a sidewalk sale. We chose the shopping.
Downtown DeKalb isn’t much, but there are a few nifty gift shops and clothing boutiques. Lynne bought a silver heart pendant necklace, and Caitlin got a Yellow Submarine t-shirt. I drank a lot of free coffee.
We finished at The House coffeehouse where they had a Dixieland jazz band playing. The audience was older than the songs, though there were a couple of couples our age. They even danced, because damn it, they paid good money for those swing lessons ten years ago. Caitlin loved the music.
I suppose that I better come up with some ideas for dinner. We’ll probably finish the evening by watching The Dark Crystal.
Just finished reading: Storm Front by Jim Butcher
Currently reading: War for the Oaks by Emma Bull