Monday, July 28, 2025
Today our friend donated a kidney to her longtime friend, after working on getting it to happen for almost 3 years. I am joyful that this could finally happen – so so so improving the recipient’s life. Both surgeries went well, and we will all hope the healing goes the same way. It is so amazing that they were a match, and that after all this time it has finally happened. Everyone give a cheer for medical science and selfless acts of love!
Keith had the day off today, so we went to see the new Fantastic Four (I literally almost typed the Magnificent Seven…Nice word, number…it tracks) movie. It was good. I like the past having space travel and cool cars and cool clothes. And Pedro Pascal, who is in all movies now, I guess.
We went to a brass band rehearsal in Red Wing, but didn’t take the convertible. Was it just last week we had to stop for hard rain? It said there was a possibility of rain, so we played it safe. We made it all the way to Prescott before it started to sprinkle. Then it started to RAIN. Then the wind tried to blow us off the road. Literally. Keith was holding on tight and we were getting pushed to the shoulder by the wind. I was only a little afraid. It really seemed like a time when I would be a lot afraid. We got off the highway and took surface roads and it was calmer there. We got home and there was a terrifying frog on the window. I walked in and BAM! Frog.
The day started with Alexander telling the tale of his weekend at Ren in the Glen. As he sent 52 messages of the story, Keith, Benjamin, and I were all reading them as they came. It was story time with technology. There was a broken car on the road, there was a tow to a closed garage, booth got set up as the fest opened, it was HOT and HUMID, there were three people and one car where there is usually three people and two cars, there was tetris-ing the equipment and merch, there was donating crates to other vendors, there was a woman partly in a cooler, there was a 0 out of 5 Uber rating, there was creeping along during a storm of Biblical proportions (hail included) (we were in the Xcel Energy Center, not having a lot of power, but really close to the creeping car), there was a flood under a bridge, there was a tree blocking the road, there was a fair amount of backtracking, and everyone got home okay.
Story time is best time.

And stories with r-e-a-l-l-y happy endings are just the VERY best. “Nothin’ could be finer than to be in Carolina in the m-o-o-o-rnin’….”
What a perfect song!!!!