It is 7 p.m. on Friday and George is upstairs sleeping. I am quietly enjoying trying to learn how to crochet beads into pretty ropes. My right hand hurts from the effort and I'm wondering if my hands will hold up to the task.
Last night we had a really big night. We went to a local club, Johnny D's in Somerville, and had dinner with friends and got to hear a band from Louisiana, Steve Riley and the Mamou Playboys. Their music gets you dancing, and even though it was a work night, George and I kicked up the rug a little and had a good time. Actually, we did a great waltz around the floor, and tried to stay true to the way the Cajuns dance in Louisiana, calmly traveling around the floor to the fast beat of the music. But last night most of the dancers were doing some variety of bebop...hopping and twirling around. People in Cajun country don't dance like that, but hey, everyone was having a great deal of fun, and we were too. It was great to to go out on a weeknight and not worry about tomorrow.
Dinner last night was a wonderful Brazilian fish stew with rice, mussels, shrimp and white fish. It was perfect. We had a two hour dinner, because we needed to get there early in order to get a seat at a table. The place is small, and we were only 40 feet from the band. The music was really great, as always, and we had a fabulous time. I can't wait to go to New Orleans and Mamou and Henderson in a couple of weeks for more of that music and to hear the Pineleaf Boys. I'm so excited!
Now I'm going to listen to some of that good Cajun dance music and keep on crocheting these tiny beads.
Have a great nap, George.
