Monday, October 22, 2012
It wasn't so bad. While I admit my mind spent a lot of time in the happy place, I did genuinely enjoy a pair of the pieces. And the venue was nice -- the church that's right across the street from my church, the building that holds our community food pantry. Every time I drop food off, I'm in that church basement. So it was nice to finally see the very pretty upstairs.
How did this happen? My cousin plays in this brass quintet and once he realized he was playing in my neighborhood, he put aside a comp ticket for me.
The best part was having a drink with him afterward. We gabbed and caught up and exchanged ideas for hours. He's one of the relatives I re-upped with at my mother's service. I'm so grateful he's back in my life.