High point of the weekend was singing Hairspray songs with David at the Sing-a-Long screening on Saturday night. John opted for a night of playing a board game I stink at with our neighbors. I can’t imagine why he wouldn’t want to sit next to me as I belt out show tunes at the top of my lungs, but there you go. Dave and I sat toward the front where we could lead the rest of the audience in song and inspire them with our spontaneously choreographed hand movements.
Low point – John and I drove to Parker City to visit his grandmother in the hospital. She had taken a bad fall the week before. As I was putting the flowers we brought on her table she looked at John and said, “You’ve gotten so thin.” Then she looked at me and said, “You’ve gotten fat.” (Cue Debbie Downer music). I guess I should have added some foot work to those killer Sing-a-Long hand moves.