My Weekend

I had a lovely weekend. In addition to attending a wedding, I visited Woodstock where the famous 1969 rock concert took place. Back then, I was 12 years old. I asked my mother if I could go and received the expected reply. My parents were traditional (my dad was a cop, for crying out loud) so they weren't supportive of the growing youth movement. No hippies and free love for me!

When I travel now, I do an array of fun things -- which is broader and more joyous than how I used to travel. For example, I always look for new thrift-stores; I always look for good food; and I seek out interesting oddities. Woodstock was fertile with all three.

I found a delightful vintage dress in a small shop. Solid black with elegant white trim and a long skirt. I'm eager to show it to you. While on the surface it's not my normal style (I rarely wear long skirts), it has notable panache and you know I'm a fan of boldness. The dress is perhaps fifty years old and has an attractive vintagey look to it.

You can't go to Woodstock and not buy music so I stopped in a record-store and picked up some vinyl. I found an obscure Carole King album that was never released on CD. It's in perfect shape and sounds heavenly. Only $3 dollars. And, being completely honest, for a dollar I picked up a record of The Chipmunks singing Christmas carols. That will come in handy soon. I'm a sucker for eccentricity. Lately I've been listening to a song from the Seventies sung by chickens. Yes, chickens.

Did you enjoy your weekend? What'd you do?