The Whitest Black Girl You've Ever Met

We leave tomorrow for St. Louis and Kansas City. I am actually really excited. It will be fun (at least I hope it will). We are going to several art museums about which I am absolutely thrilled about. Like anyone should be surprised. We are also going to the University of Kansas- I want a Kansas sweat shirt... because it is my name after all, right?

I packed in 20 minutes tonight, after the talent/fashion show (for which I had guests!) and the meeting in which we actually found out where we are going and what we are doing for the next 5 days. Now I should probably go to bed eventually soon, because I have to be ready to go at 7 AM. Alas, I am still awake and my kids are watching "Meet the Fockers." And I am drinking a diet soda and typing away.

I think DJ and I are going to go see Common and John Legend in Chicago next week. I am thrilled. I can't think of anything that would be more fun at this point. I haven't seen good live music in a hot minute. That and I haven't been able to go to any concerts yet this summer. This summer has been full of lots of things other than live music, and poetry, and art, and everything I normally like to frequent.

My dad and brother came to see the show today (as did DJ, Chance, and Larry- Rob and Jena stopped by). It was really nice to have them all there. Bram met his personality twin (one of my kids- Isaac). Seriously, they act so much alike it is disgusting. And yet oddly comforting, it's like having family around.

Having kids around all summer has been really great, but at the same time I find myself saying things my mother would say. Or would have were she actually around, but so it goes. I have a week left and that's really bittersweet. I am ready to have my life back- but I'll miss the constant noise and the laughter.

-love you all- kendra