So, I got there, and took off my boots so I wouldn't get the floor all wet, since Al was walking around in socks. "Come in, come in!" Had to go in and visit with the baby. Ashton's about nine months old. Also met Al's daughter Ali from his previous marriage, and then eventually his son Mark, who was napping downstairs. They all drove down from Ontario during that storm on the 25th!
Well, playing with the baby turned into joining them for dinner, then being ordered to stay while Wendy and Ali went and got fruit to make chocolate fondue for dessert.
My five minute visit had inadvertently turned into a wonderful five hour visit! But at least I got the CDs.