Every so often I find myself walking to or from work. At the last center, I had an endless choice of routes to take. This map doesn’t even take alleys into account.
Now? Now there is one way I can take if I don’t want to backtrack. One. Way.
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We had a pretty big thunderstorm last night when I was falling asleep, so it took a while to zonk out. This morning some of the school-age children helped me bail out parts of the playground that were full of water. Then, of course, we had the day, and now I am very tired.
Didn’t we just have a long weekend? Aren’t we supposed to be refreshed and rested? Instead, Lloyd is trying to talk to me and I am shushing him in my head. “Must…sleep…..”
So, it was a pretty low-key Memorial Day. I woke up, made a Council Fire (that’s what I call morning fire), then worked on getting some things done. I folded a bunch of laundry and actually put it away.
Then I worked on the foam that goes in the cart that hauls the ceramic communion ware. We have new chalices and the bases don’t fit in the old spots. I hacked away at it.
Then I worked on putting spoon butter On the wooden kitchen pieces. Somebody (cough Lloyd cough) put the small wood cutting board in the dishwasher and almost trashed it. I wish I would have taken a ‘before’ picture, but trust me – this stuff all looks so much better.
Then napping for pretty much the rest of the day. Ahhhhhh……
Sunday was very pleasant. We went to the late service at church, then picked up Annette and Mark to drive out to Kearney, Nebraska to the Museum of Nebraska Art (MONA). They are installing a Marxhausen exhibit there and it was a little humbling to see such an enormous space filled with art from this one man. They had other artists, too, so it was a good ‘culture-up-Lauren’ experience.
After we drove back, we went to SEMDEBAS (Sunday Evening Memorial Day Eve Bash At the Sommerers), where we had excellent food and excellent company. The incredibly hot day cooled off and ended with a breezy, moonlit evening. Very pleasant, indeed.
I have today off and have three – no, four projects looming ahead of me and I really only want to do one of them. We’ll see how it all goes.
I am thankful for those who gave their lives so that we can live in this country!
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First of all, Happy Birthday to Lloyd’s Mom! (Hopefully we have the correct date on this one. 🙂 )
Saturday was my friend Annette’s birthday, and a while back she asked if I wanted to go to see the musical Wicked with her. Did I? DID I?? The answer was a resounding ‘yes’! My brother Mark saw it long ago with his wife and after he told me about it, I knew it was a must-see.
The day was delightful. We drove to Omaha and ate in the Old Market at a restaurant in the Passageway. As we ate, I said, “Don’t look now, but there is a Prince impersonator behind you.” There was! He was very receptive to having his picture taken.
Then I spilled food on my shirt. Dang.
No worries! We were in a building made of shops, so I bought a new one. Score!
We meandered toward the theater. We were at the Orpheum theater, which is enormous, glamorous and could be a destination in its own right. The musical itself was breathtaking. I was in awe of the singing, the props, the scenery changes and all the work that has to go into it. After the show I went up close to the stage to try and see how it all was stored and set up. I could have spent an hour wandering around there.
As we walked back to the car, a young man in a t-shirt, shorts and shades was walking the same way and struck up a conversation. “Did you just see Wicked?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Did you like it?”
“Yes!”
“Was is everything you thought it would be?
“Yes! It was wonderful.”
*awkward pause while walking and wondering if he is going to ask us for money….*
We asked, “Were you there?”
“Yes.”
“Were you… in it?”
“Yes, I was Fiyero.”
Um, that is the love interest/lead male role. We made him prove it. He showed us his hands, which had green residue on them from his scenes with Elphaba, the wicked witch.
We laughed and said, “You were great!” He thanked us and and admitted that he was actually a little hung over. Then I grilled him with questions about the stage stuff and he was most helpful. We met up with the understudy for the good witch and Annette asked her to sing a few bars. She politely declined because she was going to be playing Glenda that night.
It was a lovely day. Thanks, Annette!
I forgot to write a post. Here’s an old photo of Lloyd and Ralph’s nightly ritual – skritches while completely in a box.