as the slow hand quickens

as gay as this sounds, i'm soooo counting down the days until the show.
i feel all swoony like i did when i was 13 and went to see this band for the first time.

it just means so damn much.

and so many things have been happening the last few days... it's just been weird.

but in a way - comforting.

labor day weekend last year became so much.
it would always mean so much to the future and with so many events to highlight that time of year....

this year, it took all i had to not be sad. i buried myself in my books all day saturday with a migraine but that evening felt better and finally got out with the kids and the dog.

yesterday, i was dreadfully sad.
but i hid it behind pina coladas and home work.

i did get some things accomplished around the house and everyone was civil.

we all laughed and were nice to each other.

i even got to go to bed early and catch up on some sleep.

however, sleep is never without interruption.
i'm so very worried about the big girl.