Raconteur Rock II

i spent most of yesterday worried.

a couple of months back i though it was kinda cute to post about sprout dancing in the womb to the raconteurs song, "carolina drama" and at the time, i guess it was cute. but as they have grown and reality has set in (we're having a kid, this isn't a joke, dream, etc. we're gonna be parents and responsible for this little person), i got scared about going to the show. so much so, i asked michelle to call her doctor to make sure we wouldn't permanently damage the baby (or her) by going. the doc said it'd be fine but that really didn't ease my nerves. i have a tendency to get worked up over tiny things that i have no control over, such as drunk crowds at rock shows. and even though almost every ryman show we have been to has had great crowds you never can tell. i guess more than anything, i was worried for michelle. once we got there, got to our seats, and realized it was going to be fine, the nerves settled down. sprout survived (but was awake and moving around for a LONG time afterwards) michelle got to see jack white, and we all got to see (or hear, in sprouts case) a great show. i'll let michelle tell you more about it.

j