This blog has mostly to do with family and activities with our grandchildren. Then a few articles about cooking emerged from my fingertips. Maybe I should start a separate blog for those, hmm? No matter, I will try to catch up on family activity, with the help of a notated calendar and much help from Gwen.
My last post about family was at the end of January, with pictures of all the tornado damage in our grandchildren’s neighborhood. February is always a grim month for me… maybe it’s Seasonal Affective Disorder, my daughter offered. There’s a name for everything these days! Anyway, February was 29 days long this year which was adding insult to injury. I dragged myself through February and when March arrived, wasn’t feeling any better, in spite of the bright light that I shone in my face two hours every morning. I had promised to take Gwen to see “Wicked”… promised without knowing what it was. Turned out to be the Broadway production at the BJCC Concert Hall downtown. Felt weak as a kitten, but still, had to do it. Our children were keeping a close eye on us then, as their father recovered from pneumonia in December, so I asked our youngest if he would put off his return trip home and ferry Gwen and me to and from the BJCC.
I had gone downtown a few days before to refresh my memory on drop-off points, and route through the BJCC to the Concert Hall, and that’s when I noticed they had installed a ramp from the upper to the lower level in compliance with the ADA. We arrived just in time, not too early. Gwen had a great time. We had seats in the Grand Tier (Thanks, Julie) right in the middle. There are no bad seats in the Concert Hall. Gwen loved seeing a full-fledged Broadway Musical. She takes Musical Theater in Dance, and has been in a school production of Music Man, but this was the Real Thing. The stage setting included a dragon’s head clock, with wings and sometime-glowing eyes, above the stage She loved that there was an orchestra in the pit; being in the Grand Tier we could see the musicians. She loved the story and the characters as portrayed, even the always-scary flying monkeys. Yikes! Gwen tutted in disapproval that her grandma was not familiar with the books set in the universe of “The Wizard of Oz”. No matter. I napped through the first act, but enjoyed the second. Continue reading