First off, Happy Fathers’ Day to all the baby-daddies out there. Here are a couple of my past Fathers’ Day posts:
Secondly, how is it Fathers’ Day already? And by that, I mean mid-June. WTF, time?
Despite having to work Saturday (I survived!), I’ve actually had a really nice weekend, thanks to a few catnaps.
Friday night, my sister and I went out for dinner (I had a groupon to this place) and then hung with my cousin and his wife before we all headed to see the Postal Service at Barclays Center. My inner 17-year-old was freaking the f*** out in the best way possible. Ben Gibbard and Jenny Lewis on the same stage? I was a happy camper.
I feel like I’ve been talking a lot about music on this blog lately—even more than usual. I may also have a playlist coming your way soon. I go through phases where I basically depend on it—it’s my frame of reference and my therapy and part of how I process things. Even the most positive changes bring challenges, and having some go-to songs for those tough moments makes all the differences. I also find that I get attached to certain songs that speak to a particular experience I’m having. Later, when I listen to those songs I feel like I’m traveling in time, for better or worse (I think a lot of us have “lost” favorite albums or artists to relationships gone south).
Luckily, the weather has been beautiful this weekend. I spent most of Saturday afternoon/early evening outside near the water—freaking gorgeous! Wore myself out all over again…
What have you been up to this weekend? Do you “time travel” through music?