Saturday

Poor Bo. He was scheduled to land on Saturday at 4:00 in Boston. Instead, he landed at 7:00. His flight circled Boston for an hour before being diverted to Providence where they sat on the plane for about 45 minutes before taking off again. So we didn't get him home until about 9:00.

We grilled steak tips anyway and ate a very late dinner, then stayed up until about 3:00. Then lunch on Sunday and Bo and I headed to Boston for the absolute, hands down, no questions asked BEST CONCERT EVER! Got home around midnight, had a bite to eat, then went to bed. Up at 7 to go to breakfast with Tim and by 10 he was on the bus back to Boston. His flight should leave at 1:00, barring any delays. It's been some tough traveling for him, and he's got a whole day of traveling in front of him.

Ask him, though, if it was worth it. If he'd do it again? I'd bet just about anything I own that he'd do it again in a heartbeat.

BEST
CONCERT
EVER!