… when your friend texts you at 7:20 asking about dinner plans, just as you’ve pulled out of the Mickey D’s drive-through with your happy meal?!? - kinda throws a monkey wrench into one’s own end-of-the-weekend plans!
So I made that sacrifice, ha ha! even though that meant overeating, leading to another poor night’s sleep. P couldn’t be persuaded to join us - he’d already eaten & is adhering to his rigid dietary/exercise schedule (looks like he’s peeled off a few of the pounds he’s regained, good for him!). I’ve been trying to celebrate K & W’s belated 39th anniversary, that’s quite the accomplishment! Poor K is getting over walking pneumonia; W is fighting miserable side effects of his Metformin/statin combination**, and Baby Daddy drama continues over their coming-on-5-yr old granddaughter…
** W was beset w/intractable hiccups right after his big beautiful steak was placed before him; he had to excuse himself & go stroll around a bit to ensure this didn’t cause regurgitation
I managed a 2-hr ride yesterday morning w/Tony & Sam; my entire stiff spine was crackling this morning when I stretched out in my brief yoga routine. (I had invited K but of course things weren’t going to work for her on a Sunday morning - can’t miss church don’t ya know! - & she worries about parking her rig “in da hood” where we connect w/the AT&T Trail)
Tony picked some winecups for Twoie’s halter - I’ll have to add those photos later
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