The holidays are upon us and my, they make me miss being near family. Sunday (12/12/2021), I drove down to KC to have dinner with the Beards on the Plaza. It was a nice meal with Nancy and Brianna joining us from South Carolina, Annette, Madison, James and their two kiddos and of course mom and dad. My family was too ill to go. Robert’s broken arm is still in a sling (six weeks later!), but we’re going to KC Med for a consult on the 20th, so maybe not too longer. With our luck, he’ll need surgery and he’ll be in a cast.
Ethan finally got news from his doctor that he’s reacting well to the Entyvio, but will have to have it every 6 weeks instead of every 8 because he’s metabolizing it too fast. Cathleen had a whopper of a cold last week and taught through it, so pretty much was down this weekend. I love my family very, very much, but sometimes I want to run away. I won’t, don’t worry.
On Saturday (12/11/2021), I finally went to see Hiawatha’s Tuba Christmas, put on continuously (except for last year—COVID) since 1984. It was really something—9 tuba and euphonium players and Christmas songs. With the deep bass of the instruments and the two-story entry of the courthouse, you could literally feel the music in your body. Professional it wasn’t, but I enjoyed going. Wish some of my family could have come with me. It’s been really hard getting into the Christmas spirit this year, but I persist. I’ve been watching The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe, which is pretty Christmassy
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