Sunday, April 30, 2023
We watched Bruce Springsteen on the CBS Sunday morning show. What fun. Get up and there is Bruce on the TV. Then we set out for Beaver Dam to meet our dear friends (I was going to say old friends, but we are getting to an age that that isn’t the best word to use) Gary and Julie for lunch. We met at Palenque Mexican restaurant and it was wonderful! Food was great, conversation even better! We scheduled going to Madison/seeing Sam’s play so we could go to our friends’ big band concert on the way home. We all went to college together, so Gary and Julie drove to Beaver Dam for the show, as well. I put my hand in my coat pocket as we left the restaurant and announced, “I have a muffin in my pocket.” Keith’s sister, Melanie, made us muffins and as we were leaving, I took one and put it in my pocket, then immediately forgot. Everyone (especially me) thought it was funny I had a muffin in my pocket.
Then we were almost late. We met at 11:15 for lunch before the 2pm concert and got to our seats with about 3 minutes to spare. Teehee.
Our friends, Kim and Todd, built a classic big band last year, after searching for a long time for a music family. Since there wasn’t one to join, they made their own. This is their second concert and there were about 200 people there!!! They played at the Beaver Dam Area Community Theatre, which opened in a remodeled Catholic school in 2018. They had fundraised for almost 10 years before that and opened without debt! Woohooo for them. We ran into the guy who spearheaded most of the fundraiser and is currently running the place after the concert and he filled us in and took us on a little tour. Very interesting and what an asset to the community. The whole time he was showing us around upstairs, I wanted to say, “I have a muffin in my pocket,” because I had re-found it when I put on my coat.
We drove toward home in the rain. I did a spectacular job not being mental about being on the highway in the rain. That is defined as not shrieking every time we passed a truck. Or when a truck passed us. Otherwise, I was just a little twitchy. As we drove through Portage, we passed Popcorn Corner. There were five cars in line to go through the drive through. We weren’t even hungry after our giant lunches, but Keith went around the block to go back and find it. A drive thru popcorn store is just not something you see very often. Or ever. I got white cheddar and Keith got caramel corn. No one is surprised by that.
Keith and I shared the muffin from my pocket about halfway home.
I just made three peanut butter and pickle sandwiches for lunch tomorrow (Don’t worry about peanut allergy kids – I will go eat them in my car and wash thoroughly when I come back in) (Now I am wondering about touching door handles. Sorry, it is what I have to take for lunch) and I am ready to sleep. Fun weekends make you tired.