Monday night (Halloween evening) my husband and I went to see George Winston in concert. For those who have never heard of him, he's a piano guy. He plays piano. And harmonica. And guitar. Just him. No one else.

My husband is a HUGE fan of his, being a fellow piano-player-super-musically-talented-kind of guy. I am not one of those people so while I appreciate the music, it is very pretty, I need more to keep me entertained. I asked B if there would there be any pryo at the show? (No.) Are there elaborate costume changes? (No. [sighs]) Will George play the piano with his feet? (No. Shut up, Krissie) Hey, I know I can be annoying. :) He is such a trooper for putting up with me and my stupid questions.

It all works out because I'm making him take me to see Saw II tonight. Marriage is all about compromise baby...