today’s the day

My granddaughter picked me up this morning for a day together with both grandkids. Tonight’s the concert.

Five months ago it was determined that I needed to have surgery. It turned out my surgeon is a big fan of Stevie Nicks and of Fleetwood Mac.

We talked about them at every visit.

My surgeon and I set up a schedule where I could complete the six trips I had already planned, then carve out four weeks for surgery and recovery in time for the concert.

So here I am. I’ve been carved up and I’ve recovered. And I’m in Texas for the concert.

Pizza in the cool sun.

Then a visit to a tattooist. We have plans and we needed to see if I’m young enough. Indeed I am.

My grandkids and I have strategized about what time to arrive at the stadium; what time to leave for the stadium, and then what time to order an Uber.

We’ve also talked about Uber pickup after the concert when 80,000 people will pour out of the stadium. We’re not sure about this just yet.

We are set! We’re leaving in 30 minutes.