The Vegas Condo - October 22-29

On our way down. . .

  Visiting with Shirley and Yula

at Bella Terra.

Yula recited Cowboy Poetry

while Shirley waited for lunch.

 We took Cove to catch the Temple.

And the wildfire.

 I didn’t take a single picture

of our week with DeRay’s siblings.

We did not go to any shows,

gamble, cruise the strip,

or even watch the airplanes.

We stayed in the same condo;

Went swimming in the same pool;

Watched up to four movies a day -

Movies everyone except me had seen numerous times;

Got the same haircuts from our resident beautician (Karen)

Fixed meals together.

Same as we did last year

and the year before

and years before that.

DeRay gets the condo;

Clare is the hostess because she lives in Vegas,

supplying all the extras.

Amy wonders why we travel over 1000 miles

to sit and watch movies

and do all the things we can do at home.

Because.

We’re with family.

We’re visiting.

We’re laughing.

We’re connecting.

We’re communicating.

We’re associating.

We’re catching up
on important things like:
All Clare's boys are tall - 6'5"-6'7½".
Jerry was always the tallest
until the youngest, Scott, grew up.
Now he is taller.
You wouldn't think that would bug him
but it does;
so Jerry bought an Inversion Table
to stretch himself out
and scales to measure height.
Ron went to see his son he hasn’t seen for over two years.

He visited with him for five hours;

got to hug him, encourage him.

We all felt the joy.
You can’t do that at home alone.

 Karen, Norm, and Ron left on Thursday.

Ed wanted to do the

High Roller again.

  

  

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 Buffet at Silverton.

Lucky enough to catch the Mermaid.

 

 

  We enjoyed lunch with Amy Jayne

to celebrate her birthday.

Shirley is by a window now.

Her roommate moved out.

She says she doesn't really like to

be stuck in this place

but you just have to make the most of it -

to be content with what cannot be changed.

Spring Break

If I were a working girl again,

I'd seriously consider spending my vacation

like Amy did last week.

Stay home.

Sleep in own adjustable bed.

Get up when you're ready.

Go to bed when you please.

Go to a movie in the middle of the day.

Read in the warmth of the spring sun on the deck.

Take long and short bike rides.

Stroll through the hollow.

Swim.

Go to the same musical three or four times because it's free with the Rush Pass.*

When Amy's on Spring Break; we're all on Spring Break.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i2APXO_FZ_U

Have a haircut and perm.

Take a Jacuzzi everyday if you wish.

Brush the cats fur.
Paint a picture.

Watch Netflix.

Observe spring.

Tulip Trees at Pioneer Theater Company

In my pretty garden, the flowers are nodding.

"How do you do?" they say.

"How do you do today?"

In my pretty garden, the flowers are nodding.

For the beauty of each hour

of the day and of the night,

Hill and vale and tree and flower,

Sun and moon and stars of light:

Lord of all, to thee we raise

this our joyful hymn of praise.

By John Rutter

Do a little laundry along.

Clean a little.

No packing or unpacking.

No gas.

No plane tickets.

The joys of this life,

when you sum them all up,

sometimes are found 

at home.

Other times,

there's nothing like

traveling and adventure.

*Believe it or not, Amy and I went to Cowgirls again Saturday matinee. That makes four times for her this week; three times for me. Five total each. A record. I feel sorry for people who only saw it once. I feel sorriest for people who never saw it at all. We enjoyed it more each time.
THE STORY: Jo is in a pickle: She has twenty-four hours to save Hiram Hall—her father's once-famous country-western saloon in Rexford, Kansas—from foreclosure. Although the place has seen better days, Jo is determined to keep it open. But what will pack in a crowd to make the money she needs? Mickey, Jo's hard-livin', wise-crackin' waitress has been dyin' to get up on that stage and prove she's got what it takes to make it as a country singer, and Mo, Jo's cook/cashier, is right behind her. But Jo has other plans: She's booked the Cowgirl Trio, sure it will save the place. The problem is there is no Cowgirl Trio. A minor misunderstanding on the telephone brings to Rexford the Coghill Trio: Rita, Lee and Mary Lou, classical musicians currently on a reunion tour. Jo isn't looking for classical music but the Coghill Trio show up for a legitimate booking. These six women surely mix like oil and water: Jo could have had a brilliant career as a country singer herself, but gave up her dream to run her daddy's business; Mickey feels she must have this chance to perform or all her dreams will slip through her fingers; Mo can't bear to think that Jo might lose the place and will do anything to help her keep it; Rita planned the current tour of the trio because she and her husband are about to have their first child and she's not sure she'll ever perform again; Lee, always searching, has begun to feel like she's never going to find what she's looking for and feels they should give Hiram Hall a chance; Mary Lou, just about to bust from following rules all her life, can't stand that Hiram Hall is not a real booking and sees her career as doomed. Fate must have brought these women together and they side out—it's classical versus country. Can they meet in the middle? Sure thing, and when Jo proudly presents to the public the Cowgirl Trio, you can bet your bottom dollar that it raises the roof and Jo saves her bar.