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So today we attempted busy.
I made oatmeal in the crock pot last night to get us off to a brave start, then we packed up the pugs and headed out.
We began on the Rail Trail where the pugs acquitted themselves well after a relatively sedentary winter. We made it 3/4 of the way (which is 4 human miles, and 7 leagues in pug steps), and they only needed to be carried a little ways. They were also very good citizens on the path, and we were very proud. Then there was the obligatory Dunkin' Donuts stop after the walk before Duchezz dropped me off at the Fair Jenn's. She is 6 months pregnant, so sitting at the table is a bit tough on her, but we count on these appointments. We talk about everything. At one point, totally out of the blue, I went to pieces. She started pulling tissues out of the box saying urgently, and rather loudly, "Don't don't don't! I'm hormonal!!" Which, of course, made me laugh, and things got back to good.
Then Duchezz picked me up and we went to The Balkan for an early dinner (both![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
clovis_point and delcavallo had recommended it). She had Wienerschnizel and I had Sauerbrattan. Newsflash--they had cabbage I liked!! And since I knew I was going to be home all night, I dared to eat more than a mouthful. It was a very yummy dinner, and we'll definitely be going back.
Then, evil temprtress that I am, I made Duchezz go to Coldwater Creek and use her 25% off coupon. She's been talking for 3 months that she hates everything in her closet, and nothing fits. Well, that's over with!! She has new skirts, pants, tops, and a really spiffy orange jacket! Most of the pieces can be mixed and matched with each other, and I even got her to buy something outside of her color comfort range--and she LOVES it. Then, like someone threw a switch, she had had "enough." We checked out and headed home.
As I was writing this, she, Ping, and Jiro were asleep in her chair (the successor, and upgrade, to the Papasan of group memory). I will head off to bed soon, as last night was one of little sleep. The one benefit of that was that 3 AM I was able to appreciate the moon bright night, where Diana lit my room such that I could read by her light.
And so, good night fair friends.
I made oatmeal in the crock pot last night to get us off to a brave start, then we packed up the pugs and headed out.
We began on the Rail Trail where the pugs acquitted themselves well after a relatively sedentary winter. We made it 3/4 of the way (which is 4 human miles, and 7 leagues in pug steps), and they only needed to be carried a little ways. They were also very good citizens on the path, and we were very proud. Then there was the obligatory Dunkin' Donuts stop after the walk before Duchezz dropped me off at the Fair Jenn's. She is 6 months pregnant, so sitting at the table is a bit tough on her, but we count on these appointments. We talk about everything. At one point, totally out of the blue, I went to pieces. She started pulling tissues out of the box saying urgently, and rather loudly, "Don't don't don't! I'm hormonal!!" Which, of course, made me laugh, and things got back to good.
Then Duchezz picked me up and we went to The Balkan for an early dinner (both
clovis_point and delcavallo had recommended it). She had Wienerschnizel and I had Sauerbrattan. Newsflash--they had cabbage I liked!! And since I knew I was going to be home all night, I dared to eat more than a mouthful. It was a very yummy dinner, and we'll definitely be going back.Then, evil temprtress that I am, I made Duchezz go to Coldwater Creek and use her 25% off coupon. She's been talking for 3 months that she hates everything in her closet, and nothing fits. Well, that's over with!! She has new skirts, pants, tops, and a really spiffy orange jacket! Most of the pieces can be mixed and matched with each other, and I even got her to buy something outside of her color comfort range--and she LOVES it. Then, like someone threw a switch, she had had "enough." We checked out and headed home.
As I was writing this, she, Ping, and Jiro were asleep in her chair (the successor, and upgrade, to the Papasan of group memory). I will head off to bed soon, as last night was one of little sleep. The one benefit of that was that 3 AM I was able to appreciate the moon bright night, where Diana lit my room such that I could read by her light.
And so, good night fair friends.
