I had plans to go with my Dad to Art and Jazz on the Ave tonight in Delray. It's been so much fun having him around for the past 4 or 5 weeks, he likes getting out and about to do things almost as much as I do, if not more.
All week long, I've been hearing them talk on the radio about this local street fest on Friday night. I remember asking myself more than once, why they would move it to a Friday night when for long as I can remember, it's always been on a Thursday.
Bottom line is, we made plans to go tonight to an event that actually took place last night. We considered going anyway, maybe stopping to have Ceviche with Prince William, but we decided to take the night off instead.
No Dad, no Joey, no Mandy,Theresa or Chris. I'm staying home hoping to get this entry posted, work on the lighthouse I'm sketching to paint in art class and hopefully even have time to pick up the acoustic guitar I bought several weeks ago.
I don't have time to take lessons right now, but I have picked the guitar up enough times in the past few weeks to teach myself some scales and to pick out a few of those silly songs we all know (by note, not chord). Sounds a little like a kid pecking on the piano with one finger right now but, maybe this winter I'll have a little more time on my hands. For tonight it's Yankee Doodle, Twinkle Twinkle, When the Saints go marching in and me :-)
I've also got a ton of photos that need to be edited and about 300 newjournal entry alerts calling my name, but first a loooong hot bubble bath and as soon as that water even thinks about cooling off, I plan to heat it right back up again. Awww ... poor me!
The photos in this entry, are some I took last week when I went with my Sister and my Dad to the International Orchid Society's Garden in Delray.
BTW ... I'm picking two entries about depression, written by two of my favorite writers for my J-link du jour choice today. Bob's entry is called "Don't let depression win" and V's entry is a poem called "I know you". Hoping they both stop by to look at these flowers, it's not east to feel sad when looking at such beauty.