I Was Supposed to be There

We had 4 tickets to go see White Christmas at a local renovated classic theatre...the Capitol.

I was holding out against hope that I could make it, but there is just no way. I stayed home and had an intimate conversation with my stomach for over 2 hours.

Good news? After 5 straight nights of the night sweats, they did not visit me last night. It got so bad that I was considering sleeping on a bed of cardboard so that we wouldn't have to wake up and change the bed.

We have been watching White Christmas with Al and Shelley for over 40 years, and I guess last night's performance was an audience sing-along

And I missed it..