Our Week that Was

Summer in the City, whew.

In the words of my favorite meteorologist:  "All of y'all that straight BEGGED for summer heat ... why did you do that?! 😢"

Whatcha say, I share a few blips from the Week That Was.

Backing up to last Saturday ...

Tom was invited to bring his horn and sit in with the Lo-Fi Loungers at Montgomery White Water (theme park).   They may not headline the Performing Arts Center anytime soon, but their blend of olde-time western swing, jazz and Americana is pretty entertaining.

On the flip side...

I never gave much thought to what musicians' wives/significant others actually do when their fellas are playing.  Since we arrived unaccompanied, I may have sat out there by myself in the crazy heat and humidity having a pity party.
I'm glad we were able to visit the park, but honestly it seemed a bit underwhelming; the 'rapids', just meh.  One and done!

Monday ...

Was our last session of Laura Story's When God Doesn't Fix It.  On some level, who amongst us can't relate?   My favorite take-away truth:  "Things don't have to get better; we have to get better."

Tuesday ...

Was my nerve conduction study.  Now I know what a marionette feels like, lol.  It wasn't painful; rather, humorous to watch my hand jump involuntarily.

Doc suggested an MRI be done on my neck, but will wait and see if wearing the wrist splint for a couple weeks doesn't make a difference.|

In what's become tradition, instead of getting a lollypop for being a good girl, Tom took me for a late lunch at Long Horn.  Their salmon and broccoli never fails to put me in a happy state of mind.

...and the beat goes on!

Yesterday Troy and Lois invited us to join them 'around the corner' at their friend's brunch.  I can't help feeling like a third-wheel, but they kept assuring we were welcome.   (All the same, I bought a bottle of Pino Grigio ... Miz Manners, don't you know.)

We had such a good time!  Even tho' we were outdoors, the breeze from the water felt amazing.   The Blackstone grill was fired up, and now I've a serious case of "want"!   (I've never grilled, but that seems easier and cleaner than charcoal.)   

There were Mimosas, fruit, cheeses, bacon, Conecuh sausage, eggs and (drum roll!) Lemon Ricotta pancakes -- that appeared more like tasty crepes.   The main event (to me) was getting to love on 6-month old Penelope ... whose parents were kayaking on the Coosa River.

All that fresh air and carbs?

Nothing to do but go home and close our eyes!

... and so begins another new week.
But first!  I need to visit Publix and return the apple pie that, when cut, turned out to be blueberry.  Tom was so disappointed, but I thought it was hilarious.  Has that sort of thing happened to anyone else?

Have a blessed kind of day!

Hugs, Myra