Use your leadership!

We have a tradition for ACL. It was once my tradition, but as it is quite genius, Brian has adopted it as well.

On the final night of ACL, we do not walk back to our car… we ride.

I mean… why would you want to, anyways? You’re tired, you’ve been on your feet all weekend– you’re in no shape to make that hike. Luckily, there are about a thousand pedi-cabs waiting outside of the festival, eager to peddle you somewhere.

This year’s pedi-cab driver has been dubbed “Speed Racer.” He was awesome. We zipped between and flew past cab after cab. I think I heard the theme music for the Wicked Witch of the West faintly wafting around us.

We tipped him well. It was much deserved.

As we walked through the parking lot (they don’t take you that far), I was commenting on Speed Racer. I spoke of his commercial-worthy hair while Brian noted his “glorious beard.” It was in the midst of these complimentary statements when I tripped, barely catching myself on the way down. Thankfully, Brian was holding my hand.

I steadied myself and turned to face my husband. I glared.

“Use your eyes,” he chuckled.

“Use your leadership!” I replied.

But all joking  and accusations aside, we had such an enjoyable weekend. It’s like being on a date for three days. Brian and I held hands and laughed as we walked from stage to stage. He would put his arms around me and sing lyrics sweetly into my ear. I’m gettin’ all smitten just thinking about it. Exhausting as it was, this was a much needed weekend.

Workin’ for the weekend

ACL 2011– making our own shade 🙂

This weekend is ACL– Austin City Limits Music Festival. Three cram-packed days of music, crowds, great food, and the best people watching you’ve ever seen. I’ve had my three-day wristband since October of last year. Seriously. I don’t miss this.

At this point in years past, I’ve had my lineup planned for each day. Bands were selected, routes to stages plotted… even potential bathroom breaks were noted. I’d have my day pack sitting out, mostly packed, and sun dresses and good walking shoes would be prepped. For sun, I’d have the sunscreen, umbrella, wet wipes, and water bottles. For rain, I’d have ponchos. I would plan and prepare– ACL is serious fun.

But here I sit two nights before the festival– up late, sleep deprived, and blogging. I’m in the middle of report card week at school, planning for parent teacher conferences, lesson plans, and mountains of grading. I’m behind on my own homework and bible study for the Women’s Development Program. We had a three hour class tonight.

There’s not a planned line-up this year. No day pack prepped, no dresses picked out. No plans. There hasn’t been any time. But I’m SO looking forward to this weekend– in fact, it’s the thing driving me forward right now. If I just power through and keep going, I’ll get there– to a weekend with my husband.

ACL is like a date-weekend. It’s just the two of us, holding hands and wandering through Zilker Park. We do what we want, when we want. It’s amazing.

I’m ready. It’s time to coffee-up, focus, and power through. ACL– here we come!