I just walked into Maddie's room to find that she had completed - by herself - a puzzle of the United States. ALL 50 STATES. In the right places. There are grown adults who don't know where the fuck Nebraska is. Hell, I'm not even sure without looking at a map. Next to Colorado? Above Wyoming? Or is Wyoming north? Not sure. But Maddie? She knows.
I am amazed.
The Henry show last night was great. I know it sounds stupid, and it is, but after so many years of hearing his spoken word performances, reading his books, listening to his music, etc., one begins to feel almost as though he's an old friend. Of course, I don't claim to know Henry any more than, say, my mom does. It's just one of those old comfort zones, I guess. Being in a room with Henry and my best friend, after so many years, just feels comfortable. I remember she and I spending hours lying on her floor, listening to "Sweatbox," staring at the ceiling fan and pondering his tangents, and every time I get to hear him speak, it's like we're just hanging out at Tracey's mom's house again, sipping Junior Juice. And the best part about it is, it's not just nostalgia. Because Henry has spent so much time in the public forum, it's possible to watch him sort of evolve, and this sounds REALLY cheesey, I know, but I have to say I am so proud of him. He has done so much for so many people just by being himself and sharing his thoughts, and I have a lot of respect for the messages he conveys. Bless that man. Bless him all to hell.
Tracey got to meet Greg last night as well, which needless to say, rocks my world. Wish we'd had more time to hang out, but that will come in due time.
Off to the mall I go. Maddie and I are going to go out for lunch, then on a mission for blue jeans.
Last night, Henry. Today, the Gap. My, how things have changed. :)