Last Saturday was “my” day. I went running in the morning, and then went home and made cookies. I like to bake and then give away most of the results. After the cookies were done, Mer suggested we could walk across the street to Walsh High School to see a large cross country invitational meet where both the CVCA guys’ and girls’ teams were running. It was a pretty day, cool and cloudy, and we stayed for all the remaining races once we got there – we got to see two girls’ races (the “open” run and the varsity run), and we got to see those same two races for the guys as well. The CVCA girls have had a strong team for years, and they ran away with the meet (ha!). The guys also won in a closer race. We spent about two hours there, and we got to see a number of parents and students since the race was so close to school.
In the evening, I took Mer on a date to Lorain Community College, which is about forty-five minutes away, on the west side of Cleveland. Mer had no idea of what we could be doing there, other than a vague guess of some sort of theater. We were there especially for Mer, although I had a good time as well. It was the “Big Broadway Sing-along” show. The small audience of about a hundred people was led by a man and a woman in singing thrity-seven different Broadway songs. They ranged all over Broadway history, from the 1920s through the 1980s. Mer and I dressed up formally for the occasion, and a few audience members dressed in costume. The event was general seating, and we are not shy people, so we sat in the front row, just slightly off of center. At intermission, I got to talk to the man leading the singing, and he commented that Mer and I seemed to be enjoying ourselves. During the second half of the show, he sang a ditch-that-man-and-love me song while looking at Mer the whole time, except the part where he told her to ditch me; at that, he nodded in my direction. It was a great time. Mer loved it, and I think I scored big hubby-points for the evening. Most of the songs were even in my narrow range, so I was able to sing along without making people wince. It was a fine evening for singing.