Yes indeed!
We were moving slowly this morning after gardening all day yesterday, so we decided to take it easy. We then thought about what we could do to feel better and came up with a great idea!
We do not want to be grumpy!
We worked in the office getting tax information ready to go and then got cleaned up for our appointment, which was an in-house massage scheduled for 10:00 for her and 11:00 for me.
Mary went first, and I went to the other room because hearing a grown woman cry distressed me. The commotion, pandemonium, ruckus, and sound intensity level emanating from the family room scared Scout and caused the police to make a surprise visit. After 45 minutes of thundering screams, it got quiet.
Oops!
That only means one thing: my turn! I took it like a man; I fell asleep! Mary woke me up when it was over! I was going to tell you a massage joke, but I kneaded more time to work on the punchline.
I’ve never trusted an amateur masseuse. They rub me the wrong way.
One more rib to go!
By 12:30 p.m., we were both like jelly, very relaxed and ready to do nothing! We decided not to go dancing, as the band we found to be horrible was playing at the Elks. We stayed home. Mary fixed a little snack to keep up with our dietary needs.
Around 5:00 p.m., we decided to go to the spa before making phone calls to Robin and Colleen.
Come on in; the water is fine!
Around 7:00 p.m., we headed for the TV room and tuned in to “First Knight.”
The movie was long, and Mary did not make it through the entire movie. Summary: Handsome swordsman Lancelot (Richard Gere) is incredibly skilled at fighting, but when he meets the lovely Guinevere (Julia Ormond), he can’t seem to get past her defenses. She is betrothed to King Arthur (Sean Connery) and plans to proceed with the wedding despite her attraction to Lancelot. When the devious warrior Malagant (Ben Cross) rises up against Arthur, Lancelot must try to put his feelings aside and defend his king, Guinevere, and all of Camelot.
Mary crashed about 2/3 of the way through the movie, and I let her sleep in the chair; we had a rough day! Finally, we went to bed, and I could not get Scout to go outside, so I gave up!
At 3:00 am, Scout scratched the side of the bed, and I knew what he wanted, so I popped up and took him out. The little stinker went to the back of the garden and did not return, so I went to the computer and played for about 20 minutes. When I went to the patio to call him, he didn’t answer. I put on my houseshoes, got a flashlight, and wandered about the backyard, freezing my poor little tuchas off.
I went inside to tell Mary I had lost the dog, and Scout was sound asleep in his bed. I jumped under the cover and shook for ten minutes while my body warmed up!
