EARLY TO BED – EARLY TO RISE

October 14, 2017

Last night we turned the lights out about ten and snuggled in – mama in her kerchief and I in my cap had just settled ourselves for a long winter’s nap because I set the alarm for 6 a.m.  I was actually up at 5:45 and in the shower so I would be ready for room service at 6:30.  A very delicious three egg omelet with black forest ham and cheddar cheese.  It came hot and the toast was warm and the coffee was hot.  A good breakfast, indeed.  And then I rehearsed John Harrison twice so I could perform well at 10:00.  It went well except for one date I had wrong on one PowerPoint slide.  Instead of 1764, I had 2017, and I have no idea why.  I finished that one in July and have gone over it repeatedly getting ready for this morning’s show.  Never saw it until I put the slide up for the audience.  I stopped and said, “That can’t be right!”  Got a chuckle.

Mom is moving slow tonight.  I think the 6 a.m. start has caught up with her.  She is heading to bed early, so I will tell you about lunch and her experience.  She can rebut my account tomorrow, but tonight the telling is mine, all mine.

After my talk, I stayed at the World Stage to hear one of the other speakers.  He is doing some World War II talks and I haven’t gotten to hear him yet.  Mom went off to crochet and then we met up in one of the other venues for a BBC Planet Earth movie.  Amazing film footage.  Amazing camera work.

Then we went to the Lido for lunch.  I decided to have a bowl of stir fried vegetables and shrimp.  She wanted a Ruben sandwich.  Rubens are on Deck 10.  Stir fry is on Deck 9.  I waited for her to go up and she was back down with a pager in her hand.  They told her it would take 15-20 minutes to get it out because of the other orders in front of her (one woman ordered 4 sandwiches and 2 pizzas).  I told her the line at stir fry was almost that long, so I would get us a seat.  20 minutes later I have my stir fry and our seat and no Bonnie.  Five minutes.  Ten minutes.  She comes to the table with french fries and a hamburger.  They totally forgot her order and she refused to wait another 20 minutes.  As she said one time at the Masters, it did not make her happy.  I don’t know if she will give them another chance or not.

Well, it is off to post this and rehearse some for “The Spanish Main and the Search for Eldorado,” my offering for tomorrow.  On at 3 p.m.  Sleep late.

TTFN