Saturday, June 18

We were up around 7:30, but had to delay my exercises because a thunderstorm cropped up. This one produced some rain, though probably not enough for the thirsty gardens.

As soon as the storm passed, and we'd had breakfast, I hopped on the treadmill, and then did resistance exercises.

We expected Daughter to come sometime today to spend the night and then be here tomorrow, when Hubbie and I are scheduled to go to another town about 45 minutes away to the church where his daughter will present a slide show program about her mission trip to Uganda.

But it was a bit dicey as to whether or not Daughter would be able to come, because her car was giving her trouble. But she called later in the morning and said she'd be here around noon. She did indeed get here at noon, in time to join us in having turkey bacon, tomato, and lettuce sandwiches.

After lunch, Daughter joined Mother in working on a jigsaw puzzle, while I uploaded photos of Hubbie and his family (taken yesterday) to his social network page. Then I snapped a picture of him with his new (decorated) mop, which I then uploaded to my social network page.

After that, I did this and that until time to prepare supper...which was round two of yesterday's meal of barbecue, potato salad, baked beans, and coleslaw.

Following supper, we all got ready to go to a local college to attend a community theater production of "The Foreigner." We all thoroughly enjoyed this very professionally done play that kept us laughing from opening scene to the end.

The play was done in the colleges small and intimate three-quarter round theater, where the seating is on unobstructed view levels. Because we were so close to the performance floor, we had no trouble hearing the actors.

The set was wonderful...built to look like a fishing lodge in rural Georgia. It was constructed by the director's husband. The director is a member of the community theater board.

The play is absolutely hilarious. A shy-guy, who supposedly can't speak English, stays at the lodge for a couple of days, where he overhears private conversations, and builds a relationship with a "slow" boy, who "teaches" him to speak English and read Shakespeare in only two days.

A greedy preacher, and a county inspector, try to get the lodge condemned, so they can use it as a meeting place for the Ku Klux Klan. The preacher hopes to marry a wealthy heiress (whom he has already impregnated), so he can get his hands on her inheritance. The stumbling block is the woman's slow brother, who must show some intelligence in order to get his share of the inheritance. The preacher hopes to get him declared incompetent, so that his future wife will get the whole enchilada.

Scenes between the slow boy and the shy-guy are gems, with the boy (who by the way was played by a girl) carefully pronouncing words for the shy-guy, making two syllables out of one-syllable words..like "fo-rk."

A scene where the shy-guy is trapped into telling a story in his "native tongue" kept us in stitches. We don't know if the pretend language was scripted, or if he made it up as he went along, but it was sure hilarious. Listening to the story and watching his actions made the four of us believe he was relating the story of "Little Red Riding Hood." But the woman who owns the lodge declares that the story is about a tractor.

It was nearly 10 p.m., before we got home from the play. After a choice of lemon cake or chocolate cupcakes and ice cream, Mother went home, and the rest of us headed to bed.