When I'm up I can't get down

Such was true on Friday night. Despite having been rather ill Thursday night, and still very weak and wobbly until about mid-afternoon on Friday, Great Big Sea worked their usual magic on me. The concert really was Something Beautiful, and despite the nausea of the previous night, in my Sea of No Cares I just didn't Feel It Turn. My energies rallied, and I danced through much of the concert - as did Bärchen, who seems to be responding well to my indoctrination into the Newfoundland culture and identity.

It was no Ordinary Day.