I hope my readers had a good weekend. Travalon has been
under the weather, but Friday we did go out to see the Christmas Train pass
through Columbus, then we stopped at the reopened bowling alley in town for
some Sprecher’s soda. As we were waiting for the train, we saw a light on the
tracks, and at first everyone was confused, thinking a train was coming from
the other direction. Then we realized it was a person with a light walking on
the tracks, so we were hollering, “Get off the tracks! There’s a train coming!”
It was a worker from Canadian Pacific, warning us all to get back from the
tracks before the Christmas Train arrived, so then I felt foolish for warning
him when he was there to warn me.
Saturday I met Hockey Girl for coffee, then I rode the
Holiday Trolley on State Street while waiting for Tiffy to arrive. We had lunch
at her favorite place, Himal Chuli, then we got some tea, and then we got on
the trolley but it only went to a couple of stops before stopping at the top of
State Street with the announcement that it was done for the day. We went into
the Capitol building to see the State Christmas Tree… and we only got to look
at it for two minutes before they were shooing us out, telling us the Capitol
was closed for the day. In the evening we parked in the tiny First Congo
parking lot well before anyone else got there, then we walked to the restaurant
in the Institute for Discovery, checking out the Mesozoic Garden and the chimes
first, and then we walked back to First Congo for a Baroque Christmas concert.
The first couple of numbers were by Josquin Desprez, who is well before the Baroque
era, but he is great. I love how he could write the most uplifting sacred motet, and then he could write a secular motet in which the first letter of each
line spells out the French equivalent of “F—k you.” He seems like as much fun
to know as Tolkein and CS Lewis, who went to a (very important: NON-COSTUME)
party dressed as polar bears. I don’t know the story behind that one, but
Tolkein was a real prankster.
Yesterday Travalon, Tiffy, and I had brunch at the Daisy Café,
then Tiffy went Christmas shopping while Travalon and I watched the amazing,
tremendous, HUGE Packers game. Okay, I know their season is over unless a bunch
of mathematically improbable things happen, but it was just so much fun to
watch them win decisively. Was McCarthy really holding them back? This game
made me think possibly, since the offense was explosive without his nonsensical
playcalling, and on the defense Breeland had a beautiful pick-six and a
recovered fumble. Are the Pack back? I had to leave for the handbell Christmas concert
with Tiffy and Rich before the answer was complete, but by then they were so
far ahead of the Falcons that their defeat seemed completely improbable, and in
fact they did win. The concert was as enjoyable as ever, especially a setting
of “We Three Kings” with a Mideastern flair, a pretty tune I’d never heard
before called “Chartres,” and a famous farandole by Bizet. And of course there
were all the delicious Christmas treats afterwards! They had so many left over
that I took a couple to my poor sick husband. He loves those peanut butter kiss
cookies… and so do I!
Famous Hat
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