Michigan seems like a dream to me now . . .

This week has gone by so quickly - I can't believe that it's almost been a week since we went to Ann Arbor. In some ways, day-to-day reality makes the excitement of concerts seems very far away. Luckily, the music helps to keep the experience alive. And having a daughter who is equally obsessive (gee, could it possibly be genetic?!) also helps, since Zan is constantly playing or talking about Girlyman and/or Dar Williams. I've also learned that long drives to the Westside are much more satisfying when I'm actively listening to CDs and trying to learn the words - vastly more satisfying than brainlessly flipping through radio stations in the hopes of catching something decent (reminding me of the old days when I actually watched TV). Talk about mindfulness . . . good music makes it much more possible to make every moment count.

Wed, Nov. 9:
J - 8
B - 6

Thurs, Nov. 10:
J - 6
B - 10

Fri, Nov. 11:
J - 8
B - 6