It’s 0-Dark Thirty, and we’re up and about, getting ready for our voyage to see the doctor in Long Beach. It’s so early; even the roosters are hitting the snooze button! We departed Casa Valencia at 6:50 am and hit the 55 freeway about five minutes later. The freeways were clear, and we landed in Long Beach half an hour early.
We had 30 minutes to spare, so I did the most logical thing—I went to Micky D’s for a breakfast Mac and a latte. Why waste precious minutes on anything but a breakfast of champions, right?
We arrived at the office on time only to find out our trusty scheduler was not so trustworthy! She forgot to put us on the schedule. Oh my! We decided to wait and fall between bis booked appointments, and it worked out. By 10 am, he cut into my head and removed a hunk of cancer, sending it off to make sure the margins were clean.
The Turkey is in position for being carved!
Thank goodness for the shot to kill the pain!
I am such a cut-up!
The margins were clear, meaning they got all traces of the cancer, so I was up and out the door by 11:15 am. At that time, we pointed the Silver Fox south toward Santa Ana to get to Girl’s Night Out before noon. I set a new record for the fastest exit! It’s like I was competing in the “Leaving Work Olympics”!
At the Elks, we met up with the gang, minus Bill Capps, who was at home attending to his bride, who had some medical issues. George was with us but departed early to get home and dine on his dessert before Beverly got to it!
So lovely to be with friends! (Bob & Will, Mary & Iris)
Bob Z got the camera to prove I was there. It’s hard for us to keep a straight face because of the teasing going back and forth!
Another successful “Girls Night Out” adventure!
Bob played with the iPhone camera controls and created a super B&W image. Does this look like a two-hundred seventy-five-year-old group?
We might look better in B&W.
We stopped at the electronics store to rescue Marsha Brander from her TV-induced boredom. We picked out a shiny new TV, brought it home, and eagerly turned it on—only to be greeted with a scene from a 1980s science fiction movie.
All the channels looked like they were playing the same show, and the characters were so blurry we thought it was a covert operation instead of a TV broadcast. It was like watching TV without glasses on! Our rescue mission turned into a swift return mission.
When we got home, Mary took a short nap, and I took out the trash barrels and made a small video of the garden, as our trainer had requested.
Note: The following video is almost 100MB long, so it may take a few seconds to load! Our personal trainer wanted to see our garden. The video is about five minutes long.
We worked around the house until Robin joined us at 5:00 pm. She is staying overnight, so we can go to Roger’s Gardens tomorrow morning to start Halloween!
After we talked to Vicky and Colleen on the bat phone, we realized it was Hannah’s birthday!
Hannah is Paul’s niece, the daughter of Diane, Sue’s sister. We called Hannah, but she was out and about, so Mary, Robin, and I sang “Happy Birthday” to her on her answering machine!
We had a small dinner before heading to Jeff’s for a visit. We got the menu for Jeff’s upcoming party and headed home. Our house is easy to find as we have Govee lighting on the house.
The app, hosted on our iPhones, allows myriad effects and 64,000,000 colors!
We decided to run random lighting tonight, but we will change it to Halloween effects in a week!
While walking home, Hannah texted us to thank us for the birthday greeting. She also revealed that I AM GOING TO BE A GREAT UNCLE AGAIN! Hannah is four months along, as evidenced by the following:
I am feeling old!
A few years ago, Hannah and Jon (our oldest grandson) were little kids. Jon is 35 now and living with his beautiful wife, Sarah, in New Hampshire.
They used to be afraid of the Easter Bunny!
Both my nieces are now mommies! Wow, life sure changes! We will see the girls in September or October to celebrate a birthday and again when Hannah’s baby comes in January.
Hannah, Diane (my sister-in-law) and Lisa
Returning home, we hit the sack early because tomorrow is the big day! Scout was ready for bed this evening!
“OK, Pops! It’s time for you to go to bed!”
