Wow. MAY is over.

Saturday, May 30, 2015
Sunday, May 31, 2015


5/30
Ron came in to tell me that he and Corgan were going fishing while I was still sleeping (yes, he woke me up to tell me, smartasses) and I slept for a bit longer after they left.  I eventually woke up and moved out to my recliner.  I didn't do a whole lot, since I didn't want to start something and then they'd come home.  At 3:00, I finally texted him to ask him what were his plans concerning coming home, and he called me back and we discussed it.  He told me that he hadn't been coming home cause he didn't know if I was up or not and he didn't want to wake me up!  Silly man - if I'm not up by now, you'd better wake me up!  As they were coming home and coming in and out of the house, I remembered that I needed to do my weigh-in.  Duh!  So I pulled out the Wii balance board and did that, much to my chagrin.  Yep, I gained again.  Not much, once again, but still a gain.  I guess I'm really gonna have to get off of my butt and actually work that evil E word into my life every day.  No one will do it for me, and I have to do it!  I HAVE to!!  This is my last go-round of the Biggest Loser contest, and I want to have a decent showing.  I would also like to get my numbers to start going in the correct direction again - it's been almost a year since they have done that.  Of course, this time last year, they were dropping like crazy, but I wouldn't recommend that diet to anyone!  That was rough -- very rough.

After Ron had gotten the fish they had caught cut up - Corgan did his part by squirting the hose on them when Grandpa told him to - they came in the house, and we had Corgan gather his stuff together while Ron changed his clothes and I got dressed.  Then we started down to take him home.
I had a surprise up my sleeve, though.  We stopped in Georgetown, though, at the park where they were having a free Family Fun Day.  Bouncy houses, basketball, ping pong tables, vendors, free hot dogs, and all that type of stuff.  Ron and Corgan both turned their noses up when I first pulled in, but they soon got into the swing of things.  Who can resist stuff like that?  Certainly not a 10 year old boy!  We met my sister Ruth up there, too, who had brought her grandson Warren, who had just turned 2 at the end of March.  I took Warren from her - that little turd is f.a.s.t.!! - to give her a little break.  He enjoyed some (quite a few!) of my potato chips, then had a blast in a bouncy house.  As soon as he came out of the bouncy house, through either the 'door' or down the slide, I had to grab his hand, arm, leg, or foot - whatever I could grab - so he couldn't run, and then stuff him right back INTO the bouncy house.  He loved it!
Since the free day was only until 5:00, it didn't take long for them to run us off, and was I glad!  Corgan was one of the last kids out of one of the last bouncy houses still up, and I had to wait for him to get his shoes back on.  I already had Warren back in his stroller, which was a job and a half (do you know how long it's been since I've had to figure out how a stroller and its buckles works?).  We headed back to the parking lot, where Ruth and Ron had gone ahead to, so that Ron could fix Ruth's windshield wiper.  Nothing like double duty, huh?
I was SO glad when I gave Warren back to Ruth so I could moan and groan about my back!  After all, I had gladly taken Warren from her.  I always try so hard to do 'more,' but then 'more' ends up being too much and I don't want people to know how bad I am hurting.  But a squirmy active 2 year old just about did me in!!  I figured that my back won't get better if I don't do stuff, but then...
Anyway, we went on down to Josh's, and when we got there, I took some Aleve.  If he had had a couch, I would have laid on the couch for a bit.  But he doesn't, so I couldn't.  I just gritted my teeth and went on with the evening.  It hurt bad enough, but it has hurt worse!
After Ron and Josh tried to fix the bathroom sink, which didn't work - Josh decided to try Drano next instead of taking the pipes apart - we spent the evening playing games (Imaginiff, Scattergories, and Wise and Otherwise) at the kitchen table.  Yep, hard kitchen chairs.  Whee.  It was a lot of fun - we ordered pizza for supper, and we had fun.  We are teaching Corgan how to play games like an adult, and that's a tough row to hoe.

Ron and I came home around 10, and I took Advil PM and went to bed.  Of course, I didn't go to sleep right away.  It was probably close to 1:00 before I was comfortable enough to turn the light off.


5/31
Sunday.  Church and lunch.  And errands.
After church, we went to run our errands as we had planned.  But we had met up with friends at church and went somewhere new for lunch.  We went over to City BBQ in Eastgate (in front of Meijer).  They have been there before, but we haven't, so we'll see how this goes...
They don't wait on you - you have to go up to the counter and order your food, then stand around and wait for your tray of food.  According to me, that's a mark against them right away - if I'm going out, I like to be waited on!  If I'm gonna get my own food, I might as well stay home and get my own food.  It's a little on the pricey side, too - no "meal" or "platter" prices, everything was priced separately, but every place costs different, so that may or may not be a bad thing.  Ron wasn't too happy about that.  Another strange thing was that - it's a BBQ place, but they didn't have any handi-wipe thingies for you to clean your hands and face with after your meal.  You're supposed to dig in and eat your meal - BBQ chicken or ribs or other goodies - with your hands, mostly, but HEY, there's nothing but paper towels to clean up with.  I thought that was a little odd.
Ron got half a chicken with two sides (a platter) and I got turkey with two sides since I don't like BBQ.  His sides were french fries and green beans, and mine were green beans and potato salad.  He said his chicken was dry, but my turkey was very good!  I'm not sure if we'll go back there or not.  Maybe.  That will be a spontaneous thing if it happens.

Then we ran our errands, came home, and watched dead guys the rest of the night.
I did go outside before dark and finish transplanting the buttercups out of my columbine patch.
Yep, we lead exciting lives.

Tomorrow is June.  The start of a new (Evil E) regime.  GOT TO BE.