Today, my in-laws took my kids to the movies and I did one of my favorite things: loafing and listening to Ron Sexsmith.
I love Ron Sexsmith. Love. Him.
This year I was lucky enough to see him in concert. My heart and soul soared. Tears were shed. He sang all my faves (except Lebanon, Tennessee. I've gotten over it.) and afterwards, my friend Jenn and I sailed off to our homes on a unicorn with a saddle made entirely of chocolate. Sigh.