After the sound check, we set up the merch table. 

We didn't sell much. It could be that these personalized, hand-crafted Ts are an acquired taste. Or, perhaps the people were put off by the scary bearded man taking the orders.

Either way, we are extremely grateful to those of you who are supporting us by donning a MW shirt. If you don't yet have one or you'd simply like another one, please email me - sarah@maywoodband.com - and we'll hook you up!

Josh, Lauren and Jared.

The sweet crowd!

Right about now, you're probably asking your monitor, 

"WHAT IS TAKING SO LONG??"

Can't stop watching this. BRING IT ON KANSAS CITY!

The above is streaming live from the KC IHOP.

Just ordered a whole case of it!

And don't forget to check out the screaming knife while you're perusing the page. 

One day I will visit this place. It has captured my imagination ever since the first time my school teachers took St Patrick's day off to make crafts fashioned into shapes of shamrocks, rainbows and pots of gold. 

So I woke this morning at 3:00am, choking on my own drainage. Lovely, no? I tried sitting up, turning over and nothing helped. I was like a broken faucet of snot. Then, of course, the pets were awake and concerned. The cat started her morning routine early by jumping from surface to surface barking her little "mawr mawr mawr." And the dog, while much more respectful than the cat, was breathing heavy and trying very hard not to let her whines escape her jowls. Fail. 

At work. No, they still haven't blocked maywoodband.com, even though it may seem that way from my lack of blog activity. I've been blogging on Facebook, actually. My husband and I just got back from vacation in America's Polynesian island, Hawai'i, and I've been documenting our experiences on that networking site. If you're not my FB friend, look me up. I'm listed as Sarah Fluff. Why? Eh, I dunno. I'll probably change it back to Sarah Sheldon soon.