Django Djam and Night Train

 

Today I worked from home, and Travalon went to meet his old high school buddy at the Norske Nook, so he brought me back a piece of sour cream lingonberry pie. So delicious! It was incredibly mild out for January, so we took a long walk at lunch before he left for work. Then in the afternoon I watered my plants, and I did something incredibly stupid. Dr. Cheung my spineless yucca has been having a lot of yellow leaves, or at least one half of it has. Who knows how old Dr. Cheung was twenty years ago when a faculty member I worked with at the time decided he didn't want it in his office, so he chopped off the top and was carrying both the top and the pot when I saw him. I rescued Dr. Cheung and planted it back in the pot, and it grew happily... and then a second Dr. Cheung grew out of the stump. That newer Dr. Cheung seems happy as can be, but the original Dr. Cheung has lost so many leaves that it looks pretty bad. I thought I was probably overwatering it, so I wasn't going to water it today, but it looked really dry so I watered it a lot. Am I trying to kill it??

When I left for Adoration, the garage door was open, so I assumed Travalon had forgotten it when he took the garbage out this morning. However, after I backed out of the garage, I tried to close the door and it kept going almost all the way down and then popping back open again. I had to go, so I just left it open. Then a woman was ahead of me in the driveway to the church parking lot, stuck behind the arm that only goes up if you know the code. I would have had to back out into traffic to let her back out, so I got out of my car and asked if she was there for a church purpose. She said, "My daughter always lets me in. I don't know the code." I put it in and didn't let her see it, then I had to do the same for myself. To be fair, she did show up in the adoration chapel. Last week another woman was stuck there, but that time she said in Spanish that she was there for her holy hour, so I gave her the code. Personally, I think everyone who comes to Adoration should have the code.

Travalon came and picked me up after Adoration, and we went to Leopold's for the Django Djam. (I am just going to call it that because that's really what it should be called.) Last time it was in the restaurant part, which was closed, so it was quiet enough to hear them well. This time it was in the coffee shop part, which was packed - we only got seats because someone was kind enough to move over to sit next to a stranger. We could hear the music, but not as well because it was so busy in there. Cecil Markovitch had said he would go every time we went, but then he was going to give a guy a ride home and then the guy had a seizure, so he didn't make it there until 8:20. Still, he got to hear quite a bit of music. Travalon and I had tacos, and I brought two-thirds of mine home for lunch tomorrow. Then we were trying to figure out what was going on with the garage door when I heard the train. We hopped back in Travalon's car and went to the crossing.

I forgot to mention that when we were driving through Mississippi, at one point we were going beside a train track, and I said I wished a train were going by. Suddenly one was, just for my birthday! But we didn't make a video of that one because we were in a moving car, and it was moving in the opposite direction, so we didn't think it would work too well. Maybe we should have tried.

The bad news is that the track for the garage door seems to be suddenly out of whack. Did I run into it? I haven't before in all these years, but I did hear a weird sound today as I was backing out of the garage. There was also part of a piece of furniture Travalon bought from someone in the group years ago fallen on the floor, and the fact that the garage door was open earlier today makes me think the problem had already started then. We may never know what caused it, and we aren't sure how to fix it. But that's life - you get one problem solved, and another one comes right up. We play Whack-a-Mole until we die. In Heaven I assume there are no more problems, but it does make you wonder what Hell is like - is everything going wrong all the time?

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