Mondays with Mike: Magnificent Manic Monday

You know where we’re having dinner tonight? At the White Sox-Cleveland game!

It’ll be different than the last game we went to in 2019, to be sure. We’re assigned to a section and we can’t roam the park and hang out on the outfield concourse like we usually do. But I’ll float on the aroma of grilled onions and tubular meats like Bugs Bunny levitates to the smell of carrot stew.

I feel like a six-year-old on the day before Christmas.

COVID anniversaries these past few weeks have driven home how much we’ve all gone through together. Indeed, we’re not out. But Beth and I will celebrate immunity day this Wednesday, marking two weeks after our second Pfizer vaccination. We’re daring to believe the light at the end of the tunnel is not the headlight of a train.

This morning, during our twice-yearly phone meeting with Gus’ caseworker, his nurse, and his house manager, Beth and I came away assured that the transition from Bethesda to Broadstep—the new owner/operator of Gus’ group home in Wisconsin—is going well.

Even better, we learned that after this Wednesday we can visit him! He and his housemates and staff received their second shots weeks ago, we’ll be fully vaccinated, so On Wisconsin!

Finally, just this morning I learned from Beth that the Bangles song Just Another Manic Monday was written and performed originally by Prince. I can’t believe I didn’t know that.

And so, tonight at the game I’m going to party like it’s 1999. Please continue to take care, and happy Monday everybody!