We are getting very close, people! Amy is still doing fine. No sign yet that this little one wants to arrive anytime soon, though. I had a dream that the baby was hugging me around the neck last night. And sister-in-law Abi called to say that she dreamt someone was having a baby (looked like Amy) and the baby was laughing. She thinks today is the day. I don’t know that the baby agrees, however! Pictured at right is Amy’s belly on Thursday.

And since the baby hasn’t arrived, Amy and I took advantage of the delay and went to the Atlanta Symphony Friday night. First, right across the street from the Woodruff we checked out Shout, one of Tom Catherall’s string of succesful ‘see and be seen’ restaurants around town. Woah, nelly! The place had throbbing house music, pappadum flatbreads, sushi, and a nice tagine. Yummy. Our dear friend Laura Najarian was subbing for one of the basoonists with the ASO, and it was great to see her onstage performing Maurice Ravel’s Alborada del gracioso (1905), Mozart’s Symphony No. 39 in E-flat Major, K.543 (1788), and then the amazing Petrushka by Igor Stravinsky. This may have been one of our last outings to a venue like this for a while, so we made the most of it, getting snacks and drinks with Laura post-show at the nearby South City Kitchen, watching all the hipsters arrive on Cresent Ave. for an evening of drinking, etc. Heading back to Shout to get our car, it was a whole new variety of people watching as the urban crowd filled the restaurant to overflowing. Most entertaining.