
I learned about the Jug Band Jubilee from a post at the Consuming Louisville blog a while back and knew I had to attend. But it seemed that the fates were against me.
Buddha was still running a fever yesterday. I wasn't feeling exactly terrific either but I kept trying to talk myself into going: I need to get out. It's free. It will be fun. I'd be all talked into going and then something else would happen that made me want to just climb back into bed and forget the whole thing.
P finally arrived at my place just before 5pm and we piled into her van. We headed down to the Waterfront Park, but found no sign of the Jubilee. We walked the Belvedere, the Great Lawn was bare, there was no sign of the Jubilee anywhere. I called Husband and asked him to search for directions to the Brown-Forman amphitheater. He said it was off of Zorn Avenue somewhere, so P and I concluded that it must be a typo on the flyer - not the Waterfront, but the Water Tower. Shit!
We decided to let the girls cool off in the fountain. It was great fun until Joy fell and gashed her knee. We trekked back to P's van where we cleaned up the knee as best we could and the girls all changed into dry clothes.
As we were leaving, we decided to head out toward Zorn Avenue to look for the Jubilee and a place to eat nearby. Turns out, it was just around the corner on the Waterfront after all, just tucked away off of River Road!
A while back, Husband and I scored a great deal through restaurant.com
and I got a $25 gift certificate to Los Aztecas for $2! So, my sweet friend offered to buy us dinner there before the show. It was a nice time, but it would have been immensely better if our girls weren't such whiny buttheads. Her youngest threw a bit of a fit because she wanted to sit beside Joy, but Joy wanted to sit beside me. Groan. We are all at the same farkin' table, chirren! We made the best of it.
I ordered a mango margarita, which I tried to get P to share with me (it was HUGE!). She took a few sips but refused more. Killjoy.
Our food arrived and it was so good. I had the chicken flautas.
P had taquitas mexicanos.
The girls had enchiladas, nachos and a soft taco.
The salsa was amazing. P's girl complained that it was too hot, but P, Joy and I thought it was perfect. P raved about the guacamole, but it was only meh to me.
We sat outside while the girls had dessert so we could have a smoke.
Then we finally headed to the Jubilee. It was twilight by now and we'd missed most of the bands. When we arrived, Escape the Floodwater was on stage. They were so much fun! My camera's battery was low and while our view was great in person, the shots I took didn't turn out so well. But I did crowd the stage for a few to get some video. And really, it does them no justice. I'm of the opinion that Jug Band music is best enjoyed in person, preferably up close.
After what seemed like an eternity, The Juggernauts played. They are more seasoned musicians, less Jug Band-like and more bluegrass. They were a lot of fun, too. Half their act is comedy!
I had a great time. Next year's Jubilee is set to take place the third weekend in September, which will (hopefully) make it much cooler outside and therefore, more enjoyable. Look forward to it.
I have always been the type of person who runs away when the shit hits the fan. It's instinctual for me. When the going gets tough, tata gets going. I'm almost 31 years old now, so it really isn't very grown-up of me to behave as such anymore. Besides, it isn't very effective, as it never accomplishes what I'm really hoping for: escape from the ugly thoughts and feelings that consume me.
Today, I've wanted to run away again. Instead, I've distracted myself as much as humanly possible from my feelings and thoughts. I watched a movie, read in the bathroom and knitted on my sock at every possible opportunity. I did go out for a bit earlier, looking for a job. I cried in between one place and the next, as I felt (warning: teen angst years relived) that all of this was totally fucking unfair. This is not how I wanted to return to the workforce. I have a college degree! I shouldn't be waiting tables or pushing a mop, dammit.
Alas, I will do what I must, I s'pose. Growing up and all that jazz.
Buddha not feeling well has been a bit of a mixed blessing. I have swung from one extreme to the next on the inside - wanting to wallow around in self-pity and wanting to become wholly distracted (thereby escaping) from all the shit. When the meds wear off, he's whiny and clingy and inconsolable 'cept at the boobie. When I've held him and rocked him, he calms for a few minutes and I'm consumed with thoughts of sympathy for my poor boy. But when he insists on lying down for milk, my mind wanders into misery and I wish I were anywhere else.
In any case, I don't want to be here too long ('cause it's hard not to think about all the things I don't want to think about). I'm just testing out the new blog software Windows Live Writer. Earlier I read BlogBloke's recommendation for it in my Google Reader and thought it would be a good distraction to try something new. So far, I dig it. Hell, I dig all things BlogBloke (If you haven't yet, you should check out his blog).
Since I'm here, I thought I'd share sock progress pictures. The first is from this morning before I started and the second is how much I've done today. Once I publish, I'm going back to work on it. Well, at least until I reach the heel. After that, I'll be stuck and must wait until I can get to Sunergos again for help. Maybe I'll finish one of my many other projects. Or make some leg warmers.
The yarn I bought for P.
She models Ila's hat. Looks great!
Sonnie's daughter and Joy were fast friends.





3/4 c. butter, softened
1 1/2 c. sugar
3 eggs
1 1/2 tsp. vanilla
3 c. flour
1 1/2 tsp. baking powder
1 1/2 tsp. baking soda
1/4 tsp. salt
1 1/2 c. sour cream
Filling (recipe follows)
Heat oven to 350 degrees. Grease 12 cup bundt pan (we don't have one, so he used a 9 x 13"). In large mixing bowl, combine butter, sugar, eggs, and vanilla. Beat on medium speed for 2 minutes. Mix in flour, baking powder, baking soda and salt alternately with sour cream. Spread 1/3 of batter (about 2 cups) in pan and sprinkle with 1/3 of filling (about 6 tablespoons). Repeat twice.
Bake 60 minutes or until wooden toothpick inserted in center comes out clean. This is my best coffee cake recipe and the one that always gets the most compliments.
FILLING: Mix 1/2 cup packed brown sugar, 1/2 cup finely chopped walnuts and 1 1/2 teaspoons cinnamon.
In the spirit of the stupid list by the NEA and upcoming Banned Books Week (September 27 - October 4), I’m going to commit to reading three of the 100 most challenged books (I've read 16 of those, of which several are also on the aforementioned stupid list by the NEA).The Big Read is an NEA program designed to encourage community reading initiatives and of their top 100 books, they estimate the average adult has read only six. According to another blogger, they encourage us to:
*Look at the list and bold those we have read.
*Italicize those we intend to read.
*Underline the books we LOVE




to Bountiful Bread, a deli-slash-bakery reminiscent of Panera.
























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