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1. What a weekend! Thursday night, I took Izzy and Noah to lovely Stan Hywet Hall to see a production of Twelfth Night! The evening started with the "Green Show" which is a prelude to the main event and a way to prepare the audience and create the right atmosphere. The Green Show was baudy good fun of a PG nature and quite surprisingly went right into the main play.
What fun to have Orsinio enter with "If music be the food of love" after a song about loving the mermaid's sister because only her top half was a fish! A great review of that play (still going on this week) is here and here.
I really think preparing ahead of time for the play helped Izzy and Noah enjoy it more. They certainly seem game to try another Shakespearean play if they get the opportunity.
2. Then Friday night, we were supposed to go to hear Sam's new band perform at Musica. We showed up promptly at 9 p.m. as requested - only to find out that Sam wasn't playing until 10:30!! We went home, intending to go back, but Mr. Pete fell asleep so we never made it. We did buy two tickets though so hopefully that helped. Sam's band is May Day Riots And they have a tune on Spotify, and they're on Facebook.
4. Driving to and from the reunion, we listened to the audio book of the Hunger Games - that was Noah's idea and a very good one too! Unfortunately we only had an 8 hour trip and 11 hours of book! But maybe we can finish that up this week.
5. Sunday morning, we were supposed to play for the Italian Mass as part of the Italian Festival at historic St. Bernard's church. Mr. Pete and I were catching breakfast at McDonald's (eggs and sausage only for me!) when I got a call from my granddaughter's other grandma - Gabe had fallen and hit his nose - hard!
Apparently, he had just picked up the baby and was starting to walk when his foot got caught under the throw rug and he lunged forward, still holding the baby, and ran face first into the door molding.
I called Calvin and he met us at Gabe's house and did his professional paramedic assessment - which was that Gabe broke his nose. I then ran Gabe over the emergency room where they did a neurological assessment to rule out concussion, and came up with the conclusion - that he broke his nose.
If he hadn't been holding the baby, he could have broken his fall, but instead he held on to her and smashes his face - I'd say his daddy instincts are just what they should be. Hoping that the ibuprofen they prescribed and the pizza we brought over, (as well as watching the baby for four hours) will help him mend quickly.
6. So I didn't get to play for the mass this morning, but Mr. Pete sang (they really needed the male voices). Here's a concert we did in March though. Hope I get to play with them again soon.
7. Busy week this week- Izzy is working for the Arts Program, Noah runs every morning and Mr. Pete is preparing for band camp!
I'm going to be adding things to eBay this week. I have this very cute dress that doesn't seem to be getting many hits - if it doesn't sell this week, I guess Miss C. can have it - if it still fits her!