Watt's Up Musings of an original geek

Yesterday was another Friday night out, but no dinner date, this one was different. We saw “Little Shop of Horrors” downtown. We have season’s tickets to the local Broadway musical series in Austin. We’ve done this for the past few years. It’s our anniversary treat to each other each year. This year there are four: Jesus Christ Superstar, the one yesterday, Thoroughly Modern Millie, and The Producers. Yesterday Kathy had committed to work on Friday when she is typically off. So she was late in getting off work and we didn’t get togther until 7 PM. With the play at 8 PM a nice sit-down dinner was out. [Note to Kathy: don’t ever commit to working on Friday when there’s a show] So we hussled through the McD’s drive-through and I drove to Bass Concert Hall while she passed me my burger and fed me fries. This brought back memories. One Thanksgiving while we were dating Kathy came from college for a visit. I was working as an intern and living in a small cabin in the country on the outskirts of Poughkeepsie, NY. We made fruit cocktail, cooked a tiny turkey, and had our own mini-Thanksgiving. Sometime during that day my brother, sister-in-law and parents, who were visiting them, phoned from Virginia where he was teaching at University of Virginia. Somehow that call got me to thinking and the next day we got in my car and drove to Virginia to surprise and see them. Along the way Kathy fed me turkey leftovers as I drove south in my old beat-up turquiose 63 Chevy listening to Glen Campbell’s Wichita Lineman on my 8-track. We both clearly remember so fondly that time driving and sharing together that we mentioned it yesterday night as we held hands walking into see the musical.