Friday, November 3, 2023

We had a good trip over to the Island on Wednesday and then back home on Thursday. We got our Costco shopping done before we met Peggy and Bill for lunch. We were able to check into the hotel early so I had a chance to nap in the afternoon. Had it not been for Peggy and Bill we’d have totally messed up the concert venue. We thought we were headed to the Little Red Church in Comox and we were supposed to be going to the Old Church in Courtenay.

The concert was great even though Pat and I couldn’t get seats together. It worked out well as I had a good seat next to the inside wall of the aisle so there was no getting up and down to let people past and Pat sat up in the sound booth. He knew both the event organizer (he stayed with us for one of the Cran Hall concerts) and the sound guy (who worked one of the Texada festivals with Pat). We came home with four CD’s (good thing there was room for all of them in the new player) – Connie’s new one, two from one of her sons and one from the other son. We stayed and chatted with Connie and family after the show; they all stayed with us when Pat arranged a concert here prior to the Covid shutdown. I listened to all of the CDs this afternoon and enjoyed them almost better than the live performances. Does it make me bilingual if I like the French version of one of the CDs better than the English version?

Not much happened yesterday. I spent all afternoon downstairs hoping to see some water polo. I finally gave up trying to find a schedule and sent a message to Tracie. She was able to tell me where to keep looking and an approximate time for the game. Brodie wasn’t playing but I saw him on the sidelines – does he ever look like Kevin. I tried to find today’s game but didn’t have any luck and I can’t even find out whether they won or lost.

Last night was a Guild meeting and when I got home we watched the last period of a Canucks hockey game. The Canucks are on fire this year (so far). Could it be because we are following them again?

While I listened to my CDs this afternoon I finished my first Bauble. I sure hope the remaining 13 are easier for me. But now that I see the number left I’m thinking I may still be in trouble. I felt a little guilty as I sat at my stitching desk in front of the window and watched Sophie, our gardener, outside pulling weeds.