tomorrow is the big day

I am so ready. I have to work tomorrow (thought I was taking off but couldn’t) and I’m going to be so rushed. B is sick with a crazy cough and right now he is beside me trying to sleep it off. We just realized that B has rehearsal for his show tomorrow night but at least it’s not till 8:30. Everything that could go wrong is going wrong. Who knows by tomorrow night I might even be sick. I swear I won’t let it stop me. This all sounds like I’m down about the whole thing but I am not. I am thrilled. I’m excited. I can’t wait till my managers meeting is over in Mt Juliet tomorrow so I can get home and get it all started.

I’m going to talk about this experience a bit. What a crazy thing. I would never have guessed that so few people would be interested in celebrating Peace, Love & Happiness. I guess that is why the world is in such a mess. Folks think peace is for dreamers. They don’t really believe it exists. Next time I think up something like this I’m not going to tell anyone why I want them over. I’m gonna tell them to come over for a get together. I’m gonna say, “We’ll have food, lots of Christmas lights, a fire, sky lanterns, lots of singing and dancing around the fire and we’ll just act like a bunch of half crazy people.” That is exactly what we are going to do. I think most folks would be up for all this but say that we are going to do it in the name of peace and love and they think you are a half crazed hippy. I don’t even care about that. I just hate that folks are going to miss out on such a fun night.

It’s been my experience that when it seems everything is going wrong and you just push through there’s often a sweet surprise in the end.

Good Night Friends.