Hey, everyone! On my way home from a concert with my choir. We made a guest appearance at this men’s choir’s 100th anniversary. Their median age is about 70, they’re adorable. They did a Beatles medley. When they got to When I’m 64, they sang, “When I’m sixty—“ stopped and looked at each other, and then changed it to 94. It was great.
Not feeling too hot, though, so I snuck out after we’d finished our set. Nearly home where Paul’s waiting with dinner.
Oh! And he got a job! So we’re celebrating.