weird trips...

...happen sometimes. This road trip was especially weird. We started out fine, but then a series of emergencies cast a pall over our wanderings. First, our car broke down in Pennsylvania and we had to rent a minivan to make it to our gig on time. Then, our dog sitter had a family emergency and had to split, so we had to find a replacement while we were 600 miles away. Still weirder, when we got to camp, a students dad had died and she had to leave, the piano player had Lyme disease and was unable to come, and the fiddle teacher was stuck in New York, undergoing tests for a heart murmur. Other than that, the camp was great. I played uke like a madman and even did a solo in the camp show and despite all the tragedy, we had a really good time.

Now I'm home and Sharon is in Lake Placid with her family until Saturday, which is good because I'm working on her massive birthday surprise. An ambitious and, some might say, foolish, undertaking. I'm building a wall to divide our garage in two. One half for storage and tools and one half for a music practice/lounge area. But that's not the surprise. I got her a drum kit for her birthday as well. She's been making noises about wanting one for years and after performing with the percussion ensemble at Ashokan, she's really hot to have one. After camp she was going on and on about how she wanted me to find her an old snare drum at the flea market so she could practice. Little does she know that she will actually be getting a whole kit. This should be good!