It's just that kind of Sunday

Last week was just odd. I had so much that needed to be done and only four days to do it. I'm not complaining about three day weekends, you understand. I was just feeling frazzled. So, by Saturday, what with CaDiva's mouth being so tender, I only had a few things I could do.

I debugged The Mom's computer. We picked up HRH for lunch at the Cracker Barrel. I stopped at the store for things CaDiva could digest without chewing. And then I listened to a book I have read 5 times on a YouTube audio while CaDiva watched the Royals beat the Blue Jays and the Mets trounce the Cubs.

I see by my computer screen, it is 44 degrees Fahrenheit. I have finished "A Walk In The Woods" after thoroughly enjoying the movie. CaDiva is doing laundry and there is fresh coffee in the kitchen. I should go down to Merle Hay Mall and tour the RVs. (see, some how I was going to get to Travel in this blog)

But, what if there is another game? Ayla has just found Baby. I could possibly work on the departure rating I e-mailed home. And,besides, did I mention it is 44 degrees? So, I think I'll just find chapter 12 and pick up where I left off last night.

Boys of Autumn

I'm married to a baseball fan. Worse than that, I'm married to a NY Mets fan. We were married in a skybox at the stadium while the farm teams for the Cubs and the Mets played. We spent many a happy day in Kansas City during work details. We live in the midwest, so she has been exploring new teams she might enjoy seeing. Now, the KC Royals, the Chicago Cubs, the New York Mets and the Toronto Blue Jays are battling for the World Series.

I'm saying two things. My sister, HRH is blaming her for the fact I know everything I just mentioned. And, if the Blue Jays win, she is not the goat, no matter what she said about being happy if any of the other three won.

CaDiva and the Blind Munchies

First you have to know, CaDiva didn't have any fun in the sixties. She not only didn't inhale, she doesn't even drink. But, in order to get her butt in a dentist's chair, we have to start with what they call oral sedation. Then she gets the Novocain. Not to mention a headset with soothing music. Well, they call it soothing now. When we were young, we called it Rock.

But, yesterday was pretty bad and everything hit her even more than usual. I know this because it is normal for me to pour her into the car after, but she doesn't usually ask to go into the store with me when I'm picking up the "no chewing required" meals she will need between now and when I get home. I slid her into a store wheelchair and handed her a basket. I bought her everything she thought she could eat. Starting with hand-packed lemon orange blast sorbet. Then bananas. Then fruit smoothies. And a cappuccino smoothie. Then Bob Evans mac&cheese. Then gourmet potato bacon cheese soup. Then pumpkin cupcakes.

I got her home and she settled into the love seat while I made some phone calls. She may have dropped off a few times while I talked to The Mom and HRH. Either that or a love-sick moose moved into the house next door. When she roused, she thought one of the cupcakes was a good idea. And shortly after, she decided bed would be an equally good idea.

I woke her up a few hours later to get some pain meds down her throat before the Novocain wore off. But, that was about the last I heard from her before breakfast. She seemed normal enough. At least until I called home later that night. It turned out she didn't remember much after leaving the dentist. She wondered what the orange stuff was in the freezer. She also wondered where the missing cupcake was? She made some Tuscany bean soup because she didn't want to eat the soup in the fridge in case I got it for my dinner.

She is a cheap date, but loads of fun.

She just told me she can't rebut any of this, but only because she can't remember which part I'm making up. BTW, none of it.

Winter plans begin...

Planned Parenthood book sale this week. CaDiva and I went on Sunday (50% off day) before we went to see The Martian. By the way, a great two and a half hours, and I highly recommend both of them. Today, I went to the 75% off Super Monday and laid in 21 mystery books for The Mom for the long winter. Saturday, I also picked up some crochet patterns and basics books for mohrh and the cuz-in-law. They want to learn to crochet during the long winter. CaDiva bought several cook sensibly and craft books to prepare for the long winter.

Sadly, CaDiva and I also had a dentist appointment today. It was supposed to be a few fillings and fitting for crowns. While the good DDS injected one place in the lower right jaw, he hit an encapsulated abscess.  Upon examination, the tooth was lost and the root cracked. She took it very bravely, and not just because we dope her out of her ever loving mind just to get her in the chair.

We will have at least another month of messing with her to get her mouth ready for the long winter. As for now, fruit smoothies and soft food.

I'm cooking for my self and just hanging tight until she is back up and on her feet. Talk to everyone soon.

Two Hours until touch down

Bidding goodbye to the last sunrises and breakfast on the balcony.

 A little history on the way to the airport. Tour of the USS Lexington.

The Corpus Airport to the Dubya Airport...short flight, no reported sugar od'd toddlers. But, they had to take a train between concourse A and B. And the Prince Consort is picking them up at DSM at 11:30 tonight. I'm dying to see pictures and to understand about the red tide cough. 

HRH wishes you an Amazing Tuesday

HRH and SLY had one last full day in South Padre. They fly home tomorrow. But they still had a glorious sunrise and a perfect lunch. 

HRH declared banana, nutella, and honey butter is the Trifecta.

SLY shared one final message on FB, "One last spectacular sunset before heading back North tomorrow." In between, all reports are a wonderful experience.

Some Mondays are just worth it...

The sunsets are golden. 

The showers are straight out of HGTV. 

And before a dolphin cruise, you can have a nice glass of wine.  Although I'm not quite certain what is in that glass on the right. 

So it turns out they were on Osprey Cruise, aka booze cruise and saw more dolphins than they could count. Those are all my details. I'm hoping for more soon. 

On the other hand, that cold CaDiva insisted I had last night is exactly what I said it was, dust from the implosion.