Ron's Birthday Celebration Weekend

Saturday, March 22, 2014
Sunday, March 23, 2014

My cold is really truly a cold now, not just some congestion at night.  Ugh.  This is awful!  DayQuil for daytime, NyQuil for night.  Yep.  And my good ol' Vicks Inhaler.  I got this.

Saturday 3/22/14

When I got up, I only had a little bit of time with my fellers because they were already outside and I had to get ready to leave.  I have a lunch appointment in Mt. Orab, but they decide to stay home and do guy stuff without me.  For some reason, Ron thought that MY lunch would take much longer than theirs would, and he didn't want to wait around for me, and that ended up being true.  We really like that little Mexican restaurant up there in Mt. Orab, and Jody and I sat and talked until after 2pm!  I had needed this, too!  She has had similar experiences, just like Kathy had, and just talking with her helped ease my mind so much.  Just getting out and going, doing, helped, too.
On my way home, I called Bert and made sure all plans were going smoothly for tonight, and ended up running an errand for Bert, too.  It makes me feel good inside to feel useful for a change!
I got home, got the house and kitchen all cleaned up and got the table set.  I couldn't do much for Ron for his birthday, but - by God, I can set a nice table for his birthday celebration!  Not that he cares a bit ("Why didn't you just use paper plates?" he said when he first saw the table...MEN!), but I sure did.  
Soon, Bert got there with the lasagna and we got it in the oven and the house started smelling real good.  The rest of the family arrived, and the fun evening began.  Supper was on the table at six, as promised, and we all enjoyed it very much, and there's not really that much left over, either.  We cleaned off the table and played games for the rest of the night.  After Josh's family left, Bert and I sat and talked until ... oh, midnight thirty or so!!

Josh had asked us if we would like to get up and go to the Air Force Museum with them tomorrow - Sunday -  even though we would have to miss church.  I left it up to Ron, after all it's his birthday weekend.  In the end, he decided 'why not?' since we had never been.
So, when I went to bed after Bert left, I had to set the alarm to get up at 8:30, so I had time to pack us our share of a picnic lunch.

Sunday 3/23/14

The alarm went off waaaaaaay too soon.  But we got up, packed a few things (like leftover cake and pudding) and were ready and waiting when they got here.  We got everything loaded into the truck (the only vehicle all six of us fit into) and off we went.
We were supposed to have our picnic lunch when we got there - close to noon, it's a long drive - but it wasn't even 40 degrees yet and the wind was blowing so strong, there was no way that was going to be possible.  We finally decided to go to a Wendy's for our lunch, then have the picnic stuff for supper when we got back home.

That museum was pretty amazing.  We didn't realize that it was so big!  It was very well organized, too.  It was kinda strange, though.  There were lots of storyboards and things all through the Wright Brothers and WWI, but once we got to WWII and on, it was like, 'here are some planes and stuff.'  No more development, no more storyboards, no more information except about the planes.  That part was weird.  We were there until the museum closed at five, but, by God, we saw every section!
I did wear my new pedometer, and I ended up taking 5,029 steps!  If 2.000 steps is one mile, that means I walked 2-1/2 miles!  No wonder my feet were throbbing and my ankles were swollen.  But I am glad we went, it was a very relaxing day, and we both needed that this weekend.  Noses back to the grindstone tomorrow!

We came home and had our picnic lunch for supper.  Homemade egg salad, slaw, and pasta salad, as well as chips and specialty bread (which had technically expired), and my cake and pudding.  A good ending to a good day.  They all left to go home around 8 - they all have to get ready for tomorrow, also.

I decided not to worry about MFP for the weekend, although I probably could give a good guess on all my food.  I made good choices, and didn't pig out.  (Oh, and when I did my Biggest Loser weigh-in Saturday morning, I was within twenty pounds of being under 200!!!  Within!!  Cha-ching!  One goal met!)  But I just didn't feel like messing with it, and I wanted to get my blog written and

I. want. to. go. to. bed.
This. cold. is. kicking. my. ass.
Not. breathing. sucks!!