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Us goof up? Nah, that can’t happen, but it did! We were happy as a pair of clams working in the office when Mary remembered we were supposed to be in Long Beach for some plastic surgery at 8:00 am. It was 9:00 am, and we were sitting there in our jammies. Poof!!
We called immediately and got a new appointment, and we put a note on the schedule to buy Ginger (the surgical scheduler) a bottle of purple gin, Odyssey 1908.
We called immediately and apologized! We “never” miss an appointment under normal circumstances!
We got a message for the surgery scheduler, and I am on for August 23rd for the frontal lobotomy! I will be awaiting the date and will ensure I get the blood test well in advance.
We worked around the house until 10:00 am and then Mary got ready for the weekly watercolor class. I decided we ought to go to El Torito for lunch, as it was only eight minutes from her class.
Tacos are a delicious rebellion against the mundane.
We had a light lunch with a glass of vino (It was 5:00 pm somewhere!)
I drove back home and proceeded on a search and rescue mission for a cooking scale. I knew we had two of them, but I couldn’t remember where they were. I found it in the last place I looked, duh!
I rearranged the booze counter to make room; things were getting a little crowded. I also put the new wine bottles in the wine storage cabinet, and now the countertop is visible again!
Just before I departed to pick Mary up, I got a text indicating she needed three previous pictures and our wall mounting kit container. The instructor asked several of her students to put their pictures up in the lobby of the Senior Citizens Center.
We returned home via the side streets as the 55 is always bust going north in the afternoon.
We called New Hmpahire to talk to our granddaughter and great-granddaughter, but they were out and about. Happy 29th, Jackie, and Happy 5th, Emmerson!
She looks just like her Great Grandpa!!! (Sorry about that!!)
The latest painting was examined and framed. Mary is doing fabulous because watercolor painting is like life. You’d better get it right the first time — you don’t get a second chance!
We had a light dinner, and then it was time to go swimming, but first, we watched “Heartbreak Ridge.” Marine Sgt. Thomas Highway (played by Clint Eastwood) is a decorated veteran of two wars. On his last posting before retirement, he is surrounded by officers with no combat experience who view him as an odd, even dangerous, holdover. Highway is assigned to train a group of undisciplined recruits, including Cpl Stitch Jones (Mario Van Peebles), a slick hustler who has previously encountered Highway. As the old soldier prepares his men for a war they don’t believe will come, the U.S. invades Grenada.
The earring gets pulled off!
Just before I entered the pool, a lady showed up and knocked on my door, asking for a small donation towards the local swimming pool. I gave her a glass of water. I love supporting the community.
The pool is down to 92 degrees, but that seemed okay. We fired up the fire pit, and when we exited the pool, we warmed up.
We watched TV, but Mary decided to watch “Platoon.” After listening to the dialogue for ten minutes, I headed to the office to work on the daily diary.
I thought the movie was about how many times the “F-word” could be used in a single sentence!
Summary: Chris Taylor (Charlie Sheen) leaves his university studies to enlist in combat duty in Vietnam in 1967. Once he’s on the ground in the middle of battle, his idealism fades. Infighting in his unit between Staff Sergeant Barnes (Tom Berenger), who believes nearby villagers are harboring Viet Cong soldiers, and Sergeant Elias (Willem Dafoe), who has a more sympathetic view of the locals, ends up pitting the soldiers against each other as well as against the enemy.
By 10:30 pm, it was time for bed.
