It finally happened. After months of waiting and
figuratively biting my nails in wild anticipation, the weekend arrived where I
could finally be surrounded by like-minded, enlightened individuals and listen to
brilliant speakers, wicked funny comedians, and awesome musicians tear up the
stage. I just never really thought I’d be in a poncho the entire time. Yes. It
rained pretty much the whole day, but I didn’t mind. Neither did the rest of
the crowd of 20,000+ people.
Sadly, my plan of bringing my 11 year old son, Dave, did not pan out, as
we woke up at 4am the morning of the rally to the juicy splattering noises of him
purging his dinner from IHOP all over my best friend’s floor and sleeping bag.
But, this wonderful friend of mine, after my son probably permanently stained
her carpet orange, offered to stay home with him while Charlie and I attended
the rally. Thank you, Mandy. I hope the stain comes out and your sleeping bag
can be salvaged.
It finally happened. After months of waiting and
figuratively biting my nails in wild anticipation, the weekend arrived where I
could finally be surrounded by like-minded, enlightened individuals and listen to
brilliant speakers, wicked funny comedians, and awesome musicians tear up the
stage. I just never really thought I’d be in a poncho the entire time. Yes. It
rained pretty much the whole day, but I didn’t mind. Neither did the rest of
the crowd of 20,000+ people.
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