Friday, August 21, 2015
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Friday
Today started as most Fridays do - with me tableting and reading, then getting up to shower and dress and go do my shopping and errand-running. I got this all done, stopping to eat my lunch at Don Rigo (the Mexican restaurant in the Kroger plaza), then continuing on. Nothing like a WalMart Walk to work off my lunch...
I got home, got everything carried in and put away, then took a break, waiting for Ron to text me.
This is where our Friday was going to be different, because we weren't having Corgan tonight. It was just going to be me and Ron! Whatever shall we do? Don't worry - I have a plan!
He finally texted and I walked out to meet him, then he took a nap while I piddled around, trying to be quiet, and got things together. At 7:30, I woke him up to get a shower and change so that we could go over to Harmony Hill (aka the winery) for the evening. I packed us grapes, crackers, chicken salad, ham salad, potato chips and dip, and bottles of water.
We get over there a little after 8, choose a bottle of wine, and settle out on the front patio to enjoy the fine evening and listen to the music while still being able to talk. Neither one of us realized (until we pulled in and saw the sign) that they closed at 9:00! We could have sworn that we had stayed there later - way later - than that in the past. But, no, the music stopped and the announcement made and that was that. How surreal. So....we packed everything back up, came home, went out to our firepit and built a fire, unpacked our picnic and spent another couple of hours outside, enjoying the fine evening.
We finally came in and went to bed around 11:30 or so, and that was our big Adult Friday evening.
Saturday
When I got up after doing my tableting and reading, I did my weigh-in (and wished that I hadn't), but I have gained. Not quite a pound - .7 - but still a gain. I don't know what to do. I may have to stop eating. I don't wanna! Food tastes too good! But - I must do something. This cannot continue. It cannot. I vow.
I went out to the garage to talk to Ron, and we eventually ended up deciding to go over to Felicity for lunch, since it was still just us two. We get over there, and they are busy, busy, busy. We got seated pretty quickly and asked why they were still so busy at 2 in the afternoon, and we were told that there were soccer matches going on in town today. Well, that explained that. We'll definitely have to remember that. We finally got our lunches, and enjoyed them, but it wasn't like it usually is when we go over there in the evenings. Not at all.
After we got done eating our lunch, we went over and Ron bought some bait, then we came home and got stuff together, then went across the street and went fishing. I outfished Ron, too! I caught two bluegills to his one, and I caught two bass, too, while he caught none. He 'accidentally' let one bass go trying to put it on the string, too.
When we finally had enough and were ready to come home, we let the fish go. Ron didn't want to clean them, he said - and I sure wasn't going to! So, they are back in the lake to grow some more and maybe we'll catch them again some other day.
We were supposed to go out tonight. I had made tentative plans, but luckily I had only told people that "maybe" we would be there because once Ron got into his recliner, that was it. His old eyes closed and he. was. out. He's getting old on me!
He slept until around 9:30, then woke up and wanted to know what was for supper. I just laughed at him, so he went out and found something. Since we had had such a late lunch, I wasn't hungry.
He went to bed around 10:30, and I finally went to bed around midnight, as usual.
Sunday
Church and lunch. Those were our plans for the day.
We were talking about where to go for lunch, and we decided to go up to Mt. Orab to Country Inn so I could have some chicken-n-dumplings. (Yes, we have strange conversations.) So we half-ass argued all the way up there because he said he knew a better way up there than the way we were going. I kept telling him that he was driving, so go however he wanted. But he didn't - he just kept driving the way we always drive to Mt. Orab. Silly man! But - he's MY silly man!
We enjoy our lunch - I always enjoy my chicken-n-dumplings and he said his roast beef was very tender, very good - and then headed home.
In the meantime, the texts from Josh had started. He murderpated his lawnmower. Murderpated. As in: he hit a rock and bent the blade so bad that it cut up through the deck!
After a few texts, Ron decided to take him our mower so that he finish his yard. So, off he goes, out into his garage, to gather stuff together and throw into the back of his truck. As soon as he's done, off we go.
When we get to Josh's, I go on in the house. Ron and Josh do their thing outside; Josh mowing and Ron 'fixing' them a mower out of two dead mowers.
Josh and I walk down to meet Chelle, who is getting off work now, then when we get back, it is supper time. Josh had made chili and it has been on the stove, staying warm. It was very good!
Josh, Jean, and I then played Jeopardy on the Wii. Jean won the first game (mostly because Josh didn't read the question correctly and I just didn't have enough money) and Josh won the second game by totally obliterating Jean and me like he usually does.
Then Ron and I came home, and our wonderful relaxing weekend is over.
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