Such a day!

It was a one day teachers' convention today. I generally dislike the "make & take" kinds of workshops, and the ones about tax sheltered annuities and planning for retirement just depress me because I will probably have to work as a greeter at WalMart if I am ever able to retire (that is, if I don't get sent to Gitmo first because I am of that class of citizens which is more dangerous than terr'ists with nucular weapons.) Ditto the presentation by the guy who went to the North Pole -- though he might have been impressed with my moosehide mukluks. (Oh, how I love saying "mukluk.") A few years ago I saw Homer Hickham, author of Rocket Boys (made into the movie October Sky) at this convention. I also saw Mahatma Gandhi's grandson one year.

Today I was feeling particularly dangerous and subversive, given that Sean Hannity had just outed me a few days ago. So this is who I went to hear:
Caroll Spinney, the puppeteer who operates both Big Bird AND Oscar the Grouch! He even had the original Oscar with him. He put Oscar on his hand and Oscar sang "I Love Trash." And he autographed our copy of Big Bird In China (which you'll see is one of my favorite movies, if you read my profile). It was a day to cherish.

And I thought THAT was special, but then I had a ticket to go see Dar Williams in concert tonight! And she was breathtaking!

Then my friend Rosy and I came out of the theater into a BLIZZARD! 6 inches of snow fell while we were in the concert!! My musician significant other is at a gig way up nort' tonight. And our children are at opposite ends of town from our house, snowed in.

So here I am: just me, the dog, the cats, and the guinea pigs. Weird.