Night On The Town.

For Christmas Layne gave me an awesome gift.

I received tickets for several performances of the Columbus Symphony.

I LOVE going to the symphony. I love getting dressed up, going to a beautiful building, seeing other people all dressed up, and most of all the music.

I watch in wonder as the musician's fingers move lightening fast, making the music on the pages become a story, hoping the conductor doesn't throw himself off his platform when it gets exciting.

Speaking of the maestro, do they all have that same hair? Kind of unkempt and out of control? The one thing I do know is that he sure gets a great two hour workout.

The last symphony Layne took me to was in Salt Lake City about ummmm.......16 years ago! Last night, during intermission, Layne says to me, "Why has it been so long that we've done this together?" My smartalec comment, "Too many good football games on the TV, I guess."

In actuality, Layne enjoys going as much as I do. He was perfect company, even though he doesn't feel that great. We just filled his suit coat pockets with cough drops.

What a fun night. Can't wait for the next one.

Living with a 40 year old

Poor Layne. He has been so sick and today, at another follow-up Dr. appointment, he was told that after looking at the x-rays he was THIS close to being in big time trouble.

I guess Layne really does have full blown pneumonia. Perhaps he shouldn't have driven to and from Ohio & Idaho. Perhaps we shouldn't have had a huge birthday party for him. Perhaps we shouldn't have gone to lots of parties and played too late into the night. Perhaps he shouldn't have shoveled two feet of snow off the roof of the house. Maybe I should have tried not to be so put off that he didn't LOVE his birthday party. LOL

Could-a, would-a, should-a.

I kind of figured out that he really was sick when he missed several days of work after we got back from vacation. I think he has only done that twice in the past 15.5 years that we've been married.

Today we got a thing in the mail telling us that his life insurance is going up because he's 40 now.

So, this is what it is like being married to an older man. I love him more than ever though. Scarred lungs and all.