Wednesday, June 23, 2010
My son Mitch went on a road trip to LA (from Tucson, 8 hours away) with 2 friends to attend the Electric Daisy Carnival at the Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum. It is a music event, like a concert with 5 venues and hundreds of performers over the several days. They left early, early this morning so as to miss a lot of the heat.
I am thrilled that he is going. It honestly sounds like great fun (if you are young and into that). He worked really hard and saved a lot of money to be able to afford it. I pricelined them a beautiful hotel, in a fine neighborhood, so I know they can sleep safe, and I know that it is a perfectly natural thing to want to do when you are 20, but...... This is the first time ever that he has left like this, so I am a little bit of a basket case and found myself in tears over the boneless, skinless chicken breasts on sale at the grocery store this morning. (ah, geez, the poor butcher-giggle.) So no matter what a great game face I put on for him while he was preparing, I am a flustered mess. But holding my own. - sigh
They are good boys and they will be fine. That is my story and I am sticking to it.