Welcome back to Monday.  I had a rocky start myself, basically refusing to get out of bed, until 5 minutes before I had to be out the door.  That's where planning ahead and having deodorant in your purse comes in handy.  I still had to drive my car down the street in order to catch the bus (sorry, Planet), but when it's a choice between that and waking Amber up to drive me to work, yeah, not a hard choice.  Speaking of driving, and up the road and our neighborhood, I know one of the neighbors!!  As in around the corner, but apparently, a guy from church lives there, and I super-psyched.  It's very exciting to live close to someone I know!  I was so excited, in fact, that I hardly slept.  I don't know if that's strange, but it's true.  It happens at Christmastime, when I'm about to move/visit someplace, and various other times when I'm excited.  Eventually though, I had to get up for work, and I was in a really bad mood when two ladies were talking loudly on the bus.  It was very hard not to glare, so I tried to concentrate on the newspaper and not look at them.  Normally I'm awake and rather cheery as soon as I wake-up, but not today.  I am now, though (you'd never believe it, I'm sure).  I don't know if alcohol plays into any of this or not.  I went to an awesome jazz service at my church last night, and had wine with cheese, and sushi, and fruit and dessert... I could go for that every night (OK, not every, but definitely again!)  I decided to try every wine with the designated cheese.  Only a sip, barely filling the stem of the glass, but there was quite the variety...  I still don't have a taste for red wine, and the white that is sweet is the white that's for me.  I don't know how to describe the other white- dry?  and I still don't see how cheese and wine go together well- but maybe that's acquired?  I think I had enough regular food to balance it all out.  Everything was fabulous- fresh fruit, mini cream puffs and macaroons, cheese galore...  what more could you ask for?
Music?
Oh, yeah.
Jazz has never been a genre that I've ever claimed as one of my faves or anything- I've never felt the soul of it or anything, and actually have avoided it sometimes- turning the station as fast as possible, etc.  That is, until last night.  I'd been warming up to it in various circumstances, and listened to John Coltrane on myspace, but when it actually happened, I was blown away.  Maybe because the instruments are different than I expected? (drums, electric and bass guitars, keyboard and a harp for one song)  maybe because they are people I know?  maybe because it was in a worship-context?  maybe because it was live?  A major thing is that it didn't sound whiny to me.  It was expressive, and I felt it in my soul.  It all ended too soon.  But that's when I got to hang out with awesome people.  Some of my friends had come (I'd met through Sara), and I talked with other people, too, that I haven't much in the past.  I was almost convinced to bike to work next Friday (it's 'Bike to Work Day'), but 13 miles + not liking to bike + not owning a bike = probably not going to happen.  BUT, I'd get a free t-shirt, a friend said she'd ride with me, and what a great combination- good for the body and the environment.  That's when the first mention of "***** lives that way" came.  It was basically forgotten until she and her husband were getting closer to my house (to drop me off).  The conversation went something like this (roads changed to protect the innocent):
husband: "Do you live before 225?"
me: "Is that before or after Prancer Road?"
husband: "after... So-in-so lives off Plumber Road.  Heard of it?"
me: "yes."
husband: "you turn left into it."
me: "me, too"
husband: "then you turn left at the stopsign"
me: blank look
husband: "and then you take a right at the next road.
me: "you're kidding me"
It turns out, So-in-so and I live around the corner from each other- what are the chances?  So I'm prepared for the adventures to come...