Last week was “mini vacation” week for your mom and I. First it was off to Lake Geneva to visit the Three Amigos. Kelly along with her sidekicks Grant and Mitchell were down in Lake Geneva soaking up the rays. We got to spend some time in their vacation haven. Lots of swimming pools. Lots of tourist traps. I have never been to Lake Geneva which became famous years ago for the Playboy Club and the magnificent golf courses. I did not get to frequent either. Downtown Lake Geneva is like Disney Village. Lots of shops and sidewalk cafes! And then there are the boat trips that leave from the town of Lake Geneva. Nice to visit. Nice to leave. The company was special.
Then it was off to Minneapolis. Grasshopper Margaret had prepared an agenda that kept us busy. Can you imagine being couped up with your parents for a couple of days and nothing to do? I met the enchanting Dr. Jones (Indigo). I met her special friend Shawn who helped make the excursions enjoyable. We did things like eat at the Town Talk Cafe in the middle of a war zone. No, it was just a tough part of town with security people on display everywhere. The food was great and we survived. Then there things like St. Anthony Main and the Stone Arch Bridge.
The center piece of the weekend was Chanhassen playhouse. We knew for a month that we would take in the play “Singin’ in the Rain”. We have been to the Chanhassen before. It is similar to the Fireside in Fort Atkinson except after dinner, you stay right at your table to watch the play.
Now to Lena Lamont. If you remember your movies, “Singing in the Rain” was about the movie business making the transition from silent movies to “talkies”. Lena Lamont was a star of the silent screen and was asked to talk in the first “talkie”. Her voice turned out to be like scratching your fingernails across a blackboard. The actress that played Lena, did an excellent job of projecting a high pitched, annoying squeeky voice. They the play they ended up dubbing Lena’s voice with that of another actress and eventually Lena faded to obscurity.
I dwell on Lena for a moment because she is your worst dream. I tried to imagine being married to her. It would be great as long as she didn’t open her mouth (I resist 100 really good jokes at this point). Just imagine a bride with that grating voice saying “Honey, I’m pregnant”. Eeeeeeaaaaahhhhhhhh! Give me the electric chair.
Lena provided the comic entertainment in Singin’ In the Rain and it was a fun event. Obviously she made an impression on me.
So we are home where I can resume my exercise program, eat good food like hot dogs, and play with my computer. Call me old fashioned, but I like it here.
It would be remiss not to thank the Three Amigos along with Margaret and Shawn for the enjoyable moments. I hope we can do it again.
Love,
Dad