The Symphony

Dude, I keep forgetting to post about this! My grandpa just came back to Idaho for the summer (he's a sunbird - he goes down to St. George for the winter every year), and he is ready to par-tay!! He came to visit the first Saturday he was in town, and then I invited him over for dinner the following Thursday, and then the night after that, he invited Nat and I to the symphony! He really loves music.

I haven't been to a symphony since Ricks College, where you were required to go to a certain amount of performances to get this thing called your Fine Arts Credit - a requirement for graduation there. But I do like the music, however unschooled I am in movements, composers, etc. I was a ballerina, so much of the music is very familiar to me. At one point, toward the end of the performance, I totally fell asleep - the music is sooo soothing. I felt guilty, but oh well. I'm pregnant, dang it, and tired all the time. So I have a good excuse.

When we left, we discovered that Gramps' battery died - he had left his lights on. So he called Uncle Kurt, who came to our rescue and jumped the battery in Gramps' car. I didn't even mind waiting in the car for twenty minutes or so - I relish having time off from the kids sometimes. It felt nice to be away from the kids and do something "grown-up."