Fact: Big Ben (Elizabeth Tower) in London is leaning over so much it can now be seen with the naked eye. In 4,000 years, it will be at the same angle as the tower in Pisa is now.
The day started, and we were ready for it. We will be busy all day long! After feeding Scout, The Wonder Dog, we headed west to Old Ranch, where we had an excellent breakfast; we were the only ones in the dining room. I had to spend the minimum, so it was a good choice.
We went to Home Goods and got some eggs for Easter. Then we went to eat again, lunch with Robin at the Aztec Grill! The waiter had known me for years, and he ordered Shrimp Diablo when all I wanted was a small salad, and I ate half of it, and then the rest came home. We were as full as ticks.
One more errand to go. We went to shoreline village and visited the Hat Store, where I got a Fedora.
The take-a-picture sign was irresistible. Mary looked great as a pirate wench!
Dang girl, you shiver me timbers!
The ghost ship appeared and tried to take us captive as we departed. I was terrified they were going to capture us and make us eat again. We escaped into the safety of the Rocket, which had no snacks!
They are aiming at us!
We zoomed home and began the final steps in preparing for the board meeting. We decorated the Easter tree. I am glad Mary was helping; otherwise, I’d still be on the ground!
Attempting to get up is a challenge!
No, that is NOT my new Fedora. I grew bunny ears courtesy of my beautiful and teasing wife. I asked Mary, “How do you know that carrots are good for your eyesight?” She should know ow being a doctor, but I gave in and told her, ” Have you ever seen a rabbit wearing glasses?”
That is an UGLY Easter Bunny
At 4:30 PM, we went downstairs, and Mary did the final prepping for our guests. Vicky came over early, so we got a chance to chat.
The carrots below are from our garden, and wow, are they sweet! The onions are also directly from the garden. We can hardly wait until the big garden gets here.
So Mary, “What do you call a mischievous egg?” OK, ready for this? A practical yolker!
Veggies do NOT get fresher than these!
The board meeting started at 7:04 PM and lasted until about 8:45 PM. Mary took notes, and I poured wine and kibitzed, teasing Bob Z. unmercifully!
A meeting lasts at least 1 1/2 hours; however, short the agenda—Parson’s Third Law. I have also discovered that the length of a meeting rises with the square of the number of people present.
Say, Goodnight Gracie!
We crashed soon after that!
