Two Goods and a Sad

This past week

I went to my sister's voice recital. She is amazing. I'll post the sound as soon as I can get my hands on it, but for now...you can just gaze and imagine the songs...I went on a Northern Utah adventure...on a quest for delicious ice cream and pyrex with my Retro friend. I found a lot more than that though...(more to come on my DI/Antique finds).
And, sadly, my managing editor left Utah Business to work for a national publication. She always called me "Miss Candace" and I'll miss that (among many, many things).

JT knows just how to say it

etsy artist

Well, the sun's not so hot in the sky today
And you know I can see summertime slipping on away
A few more geese are gone, a few more leaves turning red
But the grass is as soft as a feather in a featherbed
So I'll be king and you'll be queen
Our kingdom's gonna be this little patch of green

Oh, september grass is the sweetest kind
It goes down easy like apple wine
Hope you don't mind if I pour you some
Made that much sweeter by the winter to come

Honestly,

I cried the night before C1 started his new/first "real" job. This is how it went:

C1: why are you so sad?

me: I'm not sad.

C1: then why are you crying?

me: I'm not crying.

C1: why are you crying?

me: I just don't want to grow up.

C1: well then how about I just grow up and you don't?

me: OK!

But tonight, since the grandparents are out of town, C1 snuck upstairs and played the piano. I mean he really played it. And the music sounded so nice. And sooo much better than the sound doing homework makes (ummm...no sound at all?). I honestly can't remember the last time he did that.

And then I decided. OK. It's kinda fun to grow up. As long as it means there's more time for piano.

The highlight of the evening...

was when Marianne sang to Joe "Is it Really Me" from 110 in the Shade.

Is it really me?
Is it really true?
Suddenly I'm beautiful,
Being here with you.

Deep inside your eyes,
Someone's face I see.
Someone who is beautiful;
Is it really me?

Moments ago,
I was alone
Hoping that this could be.
Now here I am,
Safe in your arms.
And I'm no longer lonely.

Is it really me?
Is it really true?
Suddenly I'm beautiful
All because of you.

Suddenly I'm beautiful
Beautiful with you.

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A close second was dancing with C1 to the Jeff Pickett Band.