Sunday, May 21, 2017

Saturday

Saturday was overcast and a bit chilly when I left for my 9:00 a.m. haircut. Before I left, I stripped the bed and started the weekend wash. After my haircut, next came Kroger, where I was mostly was restocking on canned goods. So, I had a lot of little, heavy bags to load in the truck.

Sidebar: (and this p*sses me off) I completely ignored the shopping list where it said "tuna fish in oil - five cans." I still have two in the pantry but, not good... Not good...

From there I went to Home Depot and they did have pots of flat leaf parsley (thank God). So, I bought two.

Back home, I left the truck outside to unload it. Then I just left it outside. I treated the evil cat and changed clothes.

Then I went to get some photos of the farm iris that are now in bloom.


 

The lilac blooms were dying out, so I cut them all off (the only way to ensure the lilac will bloom next year) and took them all in the house. They looked like shit and the smell is all but gone, but I stuck them in a mason jar with some water and set them on the sink.

As I said, sadly, only the sage survived the winter in the raised bed herb garden. So, I dug out the dead roots, worked up the soil and replanted flat leaf parsley, basil, rosemary and thyme, just before it started to rain today.

Before

After
Sidebar: The funny thing is, sage is the one herb I use the least, LOL!

Back inside, I put the bedding in the dryer and emptied the dishwasher. Then I played around on Facebook for a while. When the dryer stopped, I remade the bed.

It was too late for lunch and too early for dinner, but I didn't have breakfast and I was hungry. It was raining, so grilling was out. So, I broiled some Kogel's Vienna hot dogs in the oven and made some blue box mac & cheese on the stove top. I ate two hot dogs and too much mac and cheese.

I had planned on working on the toy box, but I decided to take a nap. I reset the alarm for 5:00 p.m. as I had an important appointment this evening.

I woke up 15 minutes before 5:00. I reset the alarm (so I wouldn't be late on Monday) and putzed a bit. Then I shaved, showered and got dressed (again). I said goodbye to Caley and got in the truck and headed out.

I was headed for the Heinz C. Prechter Educational and Performing Arts Center (part of Wayne State Community College) in Taylor.Tonight was Yanessa's first dance recital. She has been attending the Taylor Dance Company for a while now.

I got there in plenty of time, but no handicapped parking available (too many proud grandparents, I suppose). So I parked about a half mile away (just kidding, but it felt like it) and hiked in.

Now, Vicky was supposed to meet me in the lobby, but she called while I was walking in and said she was backstage with Yanessa and they would have my ticket up front. So, I went to the table and said, "You have my ticket. It should be under J-o-h-n G-o-e-r-l-i-c-h, bought by V-i-c-t-o-r-i-o L-a-s-s-o." He looked through the five or six he had and handed me the one that said "John."

Duh...

I went inside the theater, which was huge and looked for Puerto Ricans. Nothing. My elderly usher suggested calling and asking Vicky to stand up and wave (brilliant). But Vicky was still backstage and said the family got here early and had gotten great seats. But, the usher's wouldn't let them save two for me or her. So, she said sit anywhere and she would find me. And she did.

Sidebar: I had expected a High School gym stage or something. But this was like Broadway, with extensive sets and stuff. The kids ranged from, say, three to maybe fourteen years old.

Of course, Yanessa's routine was my favorite. She seemed startled at first with the stage and the audience (as did most of the younger kids). But she pulled it off.

My second favorite was the "Jack in the Box" routine. Vicky missed this as she was back stage checking on Yanessa's breathing.

Sidebar: Yanessa went into the hospital Tuesday night with pneumonia and wasn't released until Thursday at 6:00 p.m. But she desperately wanted to do this.

Anyway, the "Jack in the Box" routine was little (LITTLE) kids that were each in a box. Most of them popped up and down with the music cues, but the one girl on the right never moved. She just stood there and hung onto the box sides with both hands. I loved her... I understand fear...

I missed Vicky's second favorite, a Hawaiian dance, due to a bathroom break. She said it was great.

Anyway, it was a perfect night of tap, ballet, gymnastic, jazz and contemporary dancing.

You were told (and it was on the program) that photo's and videos were forbidden, so I didn't take any (I'm German and we do what we are told). But I did take a photo of the program. However, somebody sitting next to me (but I'm not naming names) did take some and posted them on Facebook.





Illegal Photo







To be fair, I saw hundreds of parents with their cell phones up when their kids were on stage, LOL.

Anyway, it was an awesome production. When it ended, Victoria went to collect Yanessa and I went into the lobby to wait for people I knew. And they eventually showed up. Lots of hugs and shaking hands (been a while since I've seen most of them). I loved seeing Myla again (she's Vicky's niece and my buddy from the Puerto Rico trip adventure).

But my favorite was when I said I was leaving and Vicky hugged me. She was holding Yanessa at the time, so I hugged her and kissed Yanessa on the cheek (who giggled) at the same time. Happiness overload!

I humped the two miles to my truck and headed home. About 30 minutes later, I sent the Puerto Rican obligatory text to Victoria, letting her know I made it home, alive.

Sidebar: No, they are serious about that. If I didn't send it or failed to respond to her text or call, she'd drive over here to see what's wrong (and she has a key).

Anyway,  I changed clothes. I thought about eating something but wasn't really hungry. I decided what I was was really tired. So, I didn't bother with the TV. I shut off the lights and went to bed at 9:30 p.m.

It was a good day...

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