We drove south this morning for our gig. It rained all night and has rained all day. It began warm and muggy, now it is damp and chilly.
The gig was a good one. I love playing for art councils and festivals. As I told my friend Louis when we got home this evening, "anytime they don't throw tomatoes at you, and they ask you to come back, it's a good gig." No tomatoes, and they asked us to play for future events. :)
It felt good to play today. I am hoping this leads to more bookings for the next few months.
Rick is doing what he usually does every Saturday night in autumn, watching Alabama football. I go by the tv room every once in awhile to make sure he's still breathing. :) He does love his football.
I am exhausted. I don't eat before gigs. I run on Adrenalin and after it is over, I am empty.
I had plans on cleaning the fridge tonight, but I am passing on that. Taz and I will sit by fire, read and drink a cup of tea.
Here's to a peaceful Sunday and no tomatoes.