As usual, we spent Monday night at guitar lessons. Only 2 left before summer vacation. With Matt's new summer job as a camp counselor he won't be home on week nights to do lessons. He has been going there for over a year now and while I think they are nessessary for his "craft" I will enjoy not having to rush home to feed him before he goes or having to sit in the parking lot and wait for him. Last night I drove to the thrift store and picked up some new pottery, but I don't usually feel like shopping after a long day at work. He has come a long way since that first lesson, tho, and I want him to know that I am proud of him!!!