This week has been deja vu time @ St. Joe Mercy hospital. Years ago my older daughter had brain surgery there. Remember seeing 4th of July fireworks from the window. Monday I took my husband there & he's still there with a bad leg infection.
Nobody home to walk or feed our dog, so I can't stay the night there this time. It's cooler for the dog then, so I took him for a nightime walk. Fireworks everywhere made it sound like a war zone + some in the air. The "Magnificent Beastie" had no reaction, just another walk. Last year he went to Frankenmuth & a fireworks display. The only thing was the tons of fans wanting to pet him. With our current heat & storms I wish the 3 of us were there again.
Fortunately as of Tuesday I have off rehearsals from Pontiac Theatre
IV's play of Grisham's "A Time to Kill" until Monday. Then it's "Hell
Week" -- the final week until we open July 12 at the Pontiac Little Art
Theatre.
I know, I know, when this all ends I'll be bored, but right now I WANT MY ROADIE BACK! . . . the one with the banjo!!! (Shh, don't tell him 'cause I give him a hard time about that banjo.)
Hopefully next week will be back to what passes for normal.
I know, I know, when this all ends I'll be bored, but right now I WANT MY ROADIE BACK! . . . the one with the banjo!!! (Shh, don't tell him 'cause I give him a hard time about that banjo.)
Hopefully next week will be back to what passes for normal.
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