It’s off to Edmonton we go this morning, to the graduation. I’m still figuring out how to travel with Marina. This project needs its own luggage:
Call me quirky, but I know I’m awake in the morning because I have a song in my head that wakes me up. It’s not always the same song; it’s my morning soundtrack. I also brush my teeth with warm water. I didn’t think that was so strange, but the dental hygienist, last week, was incredulous.
This weekend I collected on my Mother’s Day gift. On the day itself, my daughters pointed out that the reminder was going off on my PDA. I was surprised since it was a Sunday. I picked it up to be informed that on June 4th I had a mystery date scheduled for a performance of Miss Saigon. My daughters had schemed with my friend Lynn’s daughters, and Saturday was the day. It was a smaller travelling production, but very good. The first half didn’t grab me but the second was an emotional roller coaster. I wouldn’t mind trying some of the drugs vitamins "the engineer" was on, his performance was spectacular. Musicals are my thing and I’ve hardly ever seen such an inspired performance.
Update:
We’ve had sad news regarding my MIL, who I wrote about on the18th. She had taken a turn for the worse this weekend and passed away last night. It was so fast I can’t believe it. We’re very sad.
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