Saturday, March 10

Slept late, until around 8 a.m. Because we ran out of milk for cereal (I'd used it all in the salmon chowder last night), Hubbie fixed us a breakfast of poached eggs and toast. Afterward, I did a stair stepping, resistance bands, and weights exercises. While I was getting ready for the day, Hubbie accompanied Mother to our house.

We didn't accomplish anything for the morning, except planning a menu for next week.

Around 1:15, Mother and I went to a performance of "Godspell," by students from our local high school. Hubbie opted out of going, preferring instead to plant onion sets in the raised garden.

I parked on the side of the building with a handicapped space. The doors on that side of the building are always locked, so while Mother waited in the van, I hurried around the building and went inside to purchase our tickets and alert the ticket-takers that I planned to walk through the auditorium to the side doors to escort Mother inside.

A young man offered to go with me to hold the door open. I hurried to retrieve Mother's walker, assist her out of the van, open the hatch, retrieve my purse, three stadium cushions, and a tote with two extra small pillows, and my fleece hoodie.

But while I was doing this, a couple walked up to the young man, wanting to enter that way. The young man, in explaining and gesturing to the couple that they must go around the building and inside to purchase tickets, let go of the door, which slammed shut and locked.

So the young man had to sprint off around the building, and back through the auditorium to open the door again. At last, I got Mother seated.

This auditorium is a former middle school facility, which is outfitted with child-sized, very uncomfortable, wooden seats. And the place is as cold as a meat packers freezer.

For seating comfort, the stadium cushions helped, as did a cushion for Mother's back. She wore her winter coat throughout the performance, so stayed warm enough. I wore a sweater, but soon donned my fleece hoodie, as well. I wasn't freezing, but my hands and nose stayed cold.

The performance was really very good, though, and we both enjoyed it a lot. "Godspell" is, of course, a 1970s musical based on a series of parables from the gospel of St. Matthew. The stage setting for the local performance is a back alley, with graffiti walls, trash cans, an old couch, and wooden stairs to represent fire escape steps.

The actors wear tie-dyed tee shirts, and portray young city dwellers with quite different personalities, who are called by John the Baptist to follow Jesus and His teachings. Their journey is portrayed through song and dance.

The school's drama teacher, who used to serve on the community theater board, and who has directed and appeared in many local productions, did an admirable job of getting the most from her students.

Back home, I heated salmon chowder and biscuits for our supper. Afterward, Hubbie accompanied Mother to her house. Since predictions are for a rainy, and maybe even a stormy day, tomorrow, Mother might need to stay home.

Later, we watched the 2011 movie, "Unknown," starring Liam Neeson. A man and his wife go to Germany, where the man, a botanist, is to attend a conference. But he leaves his briefcase on a curb, and on the way back to retrieve it, the cab in which he is riding has an accident and plunges into a river. He is rescued, but is in a coma for a while. When he awakens, he finds he has become a stranger to everyone he previously knew, including his wife, and someone else has assumed his identity. And, having lost his briefcase, he has no way to prove his identity.

Scary note: Daughter-in-Law called toward the end of the evening to report that Granddaughter, who works in a gas station convenience store was robbed at gunpoint tonight. My heart is in my throat thinking about what might have happened to her. Thank God she is okay, though of course she is shaken by the incident. I hope her report to the police results in a speedy arrest. And I hope Granddaughter looks for another job!