It’s going to be a full day.
Friday, I worked at the park for four hours, returned home for a quick nap, and then took off with Larua for dinner before attending the marvelous Beavercreek Community Theatre’s production, SOMETHING’S ROTTEN. This is one of my “I really love to laugh” pieces and Matthew Owens and his adorable troupe did not cheat the audience of one moment that was meant to be enjoyed. It was a top-notch production from curtain to curtain. Plus, I got to see Michael Wadham and Megan Weyrauch Johnson on stage, again!
Today is RailFest at the park. I always loved this event in pre-Covid years but this year it will be enjoyed by greeting the Guests as a WayFinder outside my usual area in The Atrium that will be utilized for another portion of the event.
On Tuesday, I noticed on our schedule app that I was removed from the schedule for today. I canceled my canine crew for today, made plans for lunch with a former student’s family I’ve not seen in fifteen years, figured out how I could actually attend RailFest, and did not go to the grocery store to acquire items for today’s “pack my lunch.” For some reason, I got a “nudge” to check the schedule again, Thursday afternoon, and discovered I was back on the schedule. Argh! I got my canine crew member back and sadly canceled plans with my former student’s family, but due to the last-minute crunch, did not get to the grocery. It’s a mad scramble of piecing together things for today’s lunch. It’s all worked out, but it has had its toll on me with planning.
After my time in the park today, I will hop on the No. 11 bus and step off at Town & Country where Mama Kay will meet me within a few minutes of her Saturday’s 4:30 PM Mass. It’s so convenient each Saturday evening for our supper outing. We will head to China Cottage to celebrate Laura’s 58th birthday. Laura starts the march to my own 58th birthday exactly three months to this day.
It is now 7:15 AM and it is time to shave, shower, dress, pack the lunch, and hop onto No. 17 to meet No. 18 which takes me directly to the park. It can be “hold your breath” moments if one bus should be held up and I’ve another bus to catch; Thursday and Friday had marathon events causing delays and unexpected reroutes, and road construction on Irving Avenue. That was a lot of “do I get off up ahead and finish walking?” or just sitting tight and hoping things would work out.
This morning there are fourteen Mary Lincoln day-lilies dancing in the light breeze.
Enough of this mumbling and on to the day. Make it a great day!