the boy is gone

I narrowly missed getting him on the plane. I think he had all of 60 seconds to spare, we were that late. Yes, all my fault. But we had a great time while he was here and although I didn't take many pictures, Kaylie got this one that says it all. Love it.

Let me tell you, this is one stellar kid. He was such a pleasure to be around and to talk to. He played me all his favorite bands on his iPod and tolerated my Tom Petty, Beatles and endless repetition of Snow by the Red Hot Chili Peppers. He let me pack him a lunch to take with him on his "intern day" yesterday and didn't say a word about how absolutely mortified he was. (hey, I had to take care of him...he's my best friend's first baby!) He let me drag him down Melrose Avenue today and take pictures in front of cool graffiti. I tried to get a picture of him in front of the Fairfax High School sign but he ever so politely declined. He played with my dog, tolerated and entertained my kids, carried in my groceries and kept up an endless conversation about all kinds of music that taught me a lot. Who knew that different brands of guitars and basses made different sounds?

I'm desperate to get him out here again and have hatched a scheme to do just that in April for the Coachella Festival. Rage Against the Machine is reuniting, I suspect No Doubt will be also, and the Red Hot Chili Peppers will be playing. Gotta be there. I also have a super super SUPER secret plan to get the girls out here too! But it's so exciting that we dare not speak of it until I'm sure it can actually happen.