I'm back at work one day after Christmas. Everyone here is in a crappy mood. The security is milling around because they are not sure why everyone has to work today either.
Xmas was "okay." I did a Cantata XMAS EVE unrehearsed at the BUMC Sunday the Sunday before and a rehearsed Cantata at the MCOC. Somehow, Marios kid was there and at first he wanted a ride and then he went off with someone else, and that was stupid because my husband had to make room in the truck.
I had a spell and didn't do much of anything Xmas Eve. Xmas, we opened up presents and then in the afternoon, I went with my friend Beth and we had East Indian food. We also had fed her birds and such in the yard, and that was nice. Then, Allen and Richard went over to Mario and Thomas's. I haven't really talked or seen Gladys since last Friday.
At the end of last week, Beth (Liz) got into some water at the end of one of the streets where we live. She called us and then the cops. There was a tall seargent who got her out and then she got the dogs out. Then, her boyfriend came to get her. They left Beth's car because the water was high and the car has to dry out.