We had a concert last Friday that went pretty well, I thought. Ralph
came and saw the first half of the concert, and during the intermission
he said he was going home because he was too tired. But then after the
concert I go into the hall and there he is. I guess it was so good that
he couldn’t help but stay for the second half after all!
We have a Christmas concert on Sunday. Whee. M-jiggedy is coming out
here on Saturday, going o the concert, and then on Monday we’re going to
drive to Texas. Driving these long distances totally sucks, but should
be more fun with someone else.