Birthday Week

So it's my b-day week and normally I am in full festivating swing for the whole month. This week however I don't feel so up. It's not even a "bad" birthday (though it IS an "almost-bad" birthday if you catch my drift). I had a Dr's appt on Monday that was upsetting, and then I had a serious discussion on Tuesday w/my stepdad about my mom's health and finances, both which are struggling. And basically I feel kind of powerless about all of the above and I'm not sure how to proceed in life. I mean, life will drag you along no matter what, but as everyone knows, ADELA IS A PLANNER. And right now it's hard to plan, based on the information I have to work with.

Today I went downtown to see Jon play the Blues N Burger concert and that was nice, as it was a beautiful sunny day and not as warm as it had been (so consequently I was cold in the shade but it was still nice out) and then we had a yummy lunch afterwards, outside at the cafe there. Jon knows I'm upset and stressed out this week and he's concerned, and frankly, he needs to be. He says he wants his happy girlfriend back but I don't know when that's going to happen. He could help out with that, but I'm not sure when he's going to be able to do so.

I'll be going w/him and Rich and Rich's wife to Harlingen TX this Friday as they're playing a blues festival down there on Saturday. I've decided I want to spend my bday w/my boyfriend, which is why I'm going and not staying here and participating in more I-Fest activities, as I did this past weekend and had killer fun doing. This past weekend was chock full o'fun, I have to say, though I missed Jon, who was up in the Pacific Northwest, touring w/Rich. But Phillipo, my bro, Enor, Bon, and all my other music/festival friends had a BLAST. Keb Mo on Sunday killed me. Robert Cray too. Kronos Quartet on Fri. night, who I've never seen was, as Enor put it, "transcendential." Saturday was Jimmie Vaughan, whom I've now seen 3 times in about a month. Fun, fun, fun. But I gave away my 2 extra I-fest tix as we'll be back from Harlingen on Sunday--I believe that's something like a 6-hr drive.

I don't even feel like going to the jam tonight. I am just riding such a bummer, I just want to go home, practice a little bit, maybe do some reading and watch one of my movies from Netflix.