It's saturday night and Leah has a little head cold. The Doctor says nothing to worry about, but she is unhappy about this new experience.
So I find myself trying to comfort a stuffy nosed baby and nothing on television other than a 2 hour Lawrence Welk Show (a PBS fund raising special). Well, it is upbeat music that a baby might like.
As the Champagne Orchestra plays on and brightly costumed people twirl about, I am wondering how I arrived at this point in my life?
It seems to work, warm blankets and wide lapel - pastel clad polka dancers.
And then it hits home... one of those moments in life when it all comes together. I am holding Leah... the Lawrence Welk Show finishes a dance number... PBS goes to a fund raising break, and there is a guy volunteering to take calls for donations. A guy about my age, giving up a Saturday night to fund raise. So into this cause is he, that he decides to show up wearing his Commander Riker (Star Trek Next Generation) uniform.
Commander Riker of the USS Enterprise is fund raising for the Lawrence Welk Show on PBS... Life is clear to me now, I am one with the Universe.
I am not sure Leah feels the same way.
