Ok, calm down now. I know posting three times in one week is something that’s a little out of the ordinary for me right now. But there was a time in my blogging life that I wrote on a daily basis taking off only for weekends.
Speaking of weekends . . .
Last weekend I went to Alisa’s senior thesis at the university she attends in Philadelphia. She’s studying photography.
Alisa is the granddaughter of my friends, Jeff & Karen.
She is a great kid.
I am not a fan of crowds. I could handle them much better when I was younger but it really gets to me now. The place was packed and full of tiny rooms. After I visited Alisa’s exhibit and looked around a little, I found a quiet place outside in a little courtyard. The wall to the back of me was full of plants and a fabulous tree that kept me dry in the rain. The other three walls were hallways with glass walls that framed the courtyard. I could sit there and people watch while the rain fell softly around me.
It was really nice.
Then we drove to a bar to meet up with other friends who were already there to celebrate Alisa’s accomplishment. The bar was across from the Keswick Theater in Glenside.
Several women came in from the show across the street and mistook my friend, Karen, for a wild, zany woman who sat near them at the show. They had the wild and zany right and Karen just went along with playing the persona of who they thought she was. They gave us tiaras because they were so taken with Karen.
And then she kissed everyone.
It was a fun night.
Our breakfast the next day.
Oooo lah lah.
It was so nice to have a bloody mary (or two) on a lazy Saturday morning.
This evening, taken from the front porch.
Life is beautiful.
And that’s what I have to say about that.