You're so Vain, You Probably Think this LJ is About You

Hello, dear friends. Checking in and laboriously typing on my iPad because I cannot be arsed to buy the keyboard attachment. I hope everyone is well. I can't complain much. Work is okay, the familia is okay (including bb Gabe, who is fat and adorable). JP and I have Spring plans that include a couple of hockey games, the Scottish Highland Games (turkey legs, wot wot), and a jaunt to both Austin and Lubbock to see the live broadcasts of Prairie Home Companion (JP's birthday present).

This past weekend I met up with Nay-nay. We had dinner and decided to walk around La Cantera, the swank open-air mall nearby that is lovely for like 2 months out of the year when it's not ridiculously hot, humid, damp and rainy, or allergen-ridden. Anyway, unbeknownst to us, Kelly Clarkson was there giving a concert to celebrate the opening of the new Microsoft store (I know, we will celebrate anything). She sounded great and did a beautiful cover of Fun's We Are Young, which I loooove. So, yeah. Free concert! Afterwards, we went for a couple of drinks and went home.

I have other stories, but I have forgotten them because I am old. Boo.

Will check in again, probably to admit that I have broken down and bought a keyboard cause this text-typing is for the birds.

And since I am feeling a little down, I leave you with Anis Mojgani's Shake the Dust