Flapper's Folly

What a great weekend. I would have preferred to be at the Austin City Limits Music Festival, but we didn't plan ahead on that one. If you attended, please feel free to let me know how great it was and feed my green monster.

As we were totally childless all weekend, we wanted to do something besides yardwork and chores. The nice part of living in the Metroplex is that there is always something interesting going on. We considered attending the Greek Food Festival in Dallas. I nixed that for the simple reason that when dieting one should not go where the main attraction is delicious food.

Friday night, after eating at Ocean Rock on Bluebonnet Circle, (Seafood in honor of TLPD) driving through the cutural district, we happened upon Jazz By the Boulevard . As it was late and the event was outdoors and seating on the grass, we decided to return on Saturday.

Saturday, after sleeping shamelessly late and spending a couple of hours at the Fort Worth Library downtown, we headed over to the Jazz Festival. The event was a fundraiser to preserve and beautify the Camp Bowie district. There were arts and crafts booths, the usual radio stations and business were represented, and lots of fair-like food concessions. I must say that the Argentina wine, costing almost five bucks for a tiny medicine cup, was appropriately dispensed. It was _not_ great. But the music was.

We took in Bertha Coolidge, Dewey Redman, and Spyro Gyra before folding up our chairs and heading home. It was a beautiful night, no mosquitos, but sadly, no stars. I'll never get used to the orange glow that is the night sky here. I miss the stars so much.

Even though on Sunday, the Puter Ho found that the Dandy Warhols had been at the Gypsy Tearoom on Saturday, we still considered the weekend a huge success.