Relative Something

Even though there were others present with us last night, and not all the Hays clan was gathered, those in attendance declared it the “Hays Christmas event.” David came down and took Mary and me, along with Cyndie, and Dave’s friends, Jeff and Barb, to see the Trans Siberian Orchestra. Late night for me. We enjoyed a pleasant stop at Forepaugh’s restaurant in St. Paul before the concert. Then we joined 20,000-plus of our closest friends for the show. Wow. That was a lot of pyrotechnics, lasers and lights, rapid guitar licks, and big hair. Not the usual Christmas music show I’m familiar with. The whole evening was a joy. The worst hardship we faced was managing the snowy St. Paul sidewalks. Christmas is over, but it still feels like Merry Christmas to me! I even got the whole day off, yesterday, from working on cleaning the rest of my roof.

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