Estimated reading time: 2 minutes
Estimated reading time: 2 minutes
Another week begins, and we hope Mary’s back is 90% recovered. Unless she gets better soon, I must get gloves because I am getting ” dishpan hands.”We did NOT go to the gym today for obvious reasons—Mary’s bed staged a sit-in protest, claiming it needed her for “emotional support” while she binge-watched her favorite Viking history shows circa 846 AD! Priorities, right?
I managed to get cleaned up by 10:30 am and went to my oral surgeon, who removed some stitches he put on a couple of weeks ago for my implants! Did they say hello to me when I arrived; was I greeted with smiles? No, they all asked, “Where is Dr. Mary?”.
On the way home, I stopped at Taco Mesa on Chapman and surprised Mary with a breakfast burrito, and I got two hard-shelled tacos.
We had a delightful lunch! Who knew that a chicken taco could make you feel like royalty? Between the chicken dancing with the avocado and the salsa doing a conga line, I half-expected a parade to break out. I think I even saw the pickle wink at me!
Delicious!!
After lunch, I headed to Trader Joe’s to get three cases of Three Buck Chuck! While there, some other goodies jumped into my cart, and I hid them in the freezer. I managed to sneak in a couple of MAry’s favorites that I will surprise her with later in the week!
It was dinner time, and the chef jumped into the kitchen and fixed a spinach salad, salmon, freshly baked bread, and some of Diann’s soup! I also provided a glass of wine. Mary was pleased with dinner.
You could tell she was ready for bed! She had another hard day resting!
Mary crashed at 9″30 pm!
