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| The gate into Ponta Delgada. Tradition says if you walk through it, you will return. We did. |
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| Ponta Delgada from the Zuiderdam |
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| St. Peter's Church |
Monday, May 14, 2018
PICTURES FROM PONTA DELGADA, AZORES
PICTURES FROM HORTA, AZORES
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| Matriz Parish Church on Horta, Azores |
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| Matriz Parish Church |
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| Grounds in front of Parish Church |
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| The island's fort |
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| Granny found a cannon for Mac |
Sunday, May 6, 2018
OMAHA BEACH
May 6, 2018
Normandy American Cemetery and Memorial
Headstones: 9,387
Latin Crosses: 9,238
Stars of David: 149
Missing in Action: 1,557
Sets of Brothers: 45
Medal of Honor Recipients: 3
In one month it will be the 74th anniversary of the D-Day landings at Sword, Juno, Gold, Omaha, and Utah beaches. In the town of Arromanches is a mural of two little girls who have written on the wall, “Please, no more war!”
I have never served in the military. No one in my family – either by blood or by marriage – died in either of the last three wars. Standing today at the major turning point of World War II, I was proud to remove my hat when the majestic notes of “The Star Spangled Banner” echoed across the memorial to the dead and the missing. Our national anthem was followed by the haunting sounds of a bugle playing, “Taps.”
It wasn’t Flanders Field, but here too are crosses, row upon row.
It was strange walking out onto Omaha Beach and watching people in bathing costumes frolicking in the sand, and diving into the waves, while the silent grave markers stand just up the hill above them.
Please! No more war!
It was a good day. A beautiful drive through the French countryside, down small roads and around very tight corners that were never meant for large passenger coaches.
We saw black and white cows fresh from the morning milking, and I remembered a farm set Kyle and I had which accompanied the Lionel train set. I remembered Dad painting the white spots on the black plastic cows.
We passed many churches that stood in silent testimony to the power of the Gospel and in Arromanches, slipped away from the hustle of snack stands and souvenir shops and walked to the Church of St. Peter. We slipped inside and sat for a few moments before going back into town and to Sword Beach.
Sword Beach was the place where British troops came ashore, and constructed an artificial port, including incredible ships and ramps that brought the tanks and jeeps ashore that the Allies drove into Germany, chasing the fleeing Nazi soldiers. The museum there was too crowded – it was hard to look at the exhibits, but maybe that was appropriate for all of the men who worked and fought there.
For lunch we had very good hamburgers accompanied by real French Fries, washed down by Cokes, and topped off by gellato.
We got back to the Zuiderdam about 10 minutes before all aboard and went straight to Table 125 where Chrestian and Gaspar served us good meals. We went back to our stateroom and dropped off our traveling things and went to the theater for the most disappointing show of the cruise. The musician was pianist Julian G. His talent on the keyboard is incredible, no faulting his technique. His choice of songs was distracting because everything he played – and flawlessly – sounded the same. His patter with the audience was inane, we weren’t even amused by the pictures of his children. Oh, well, with all of the super entertainment we’ve had, one less than spectacular show is not all that bad.
My cruise buddy’s neck is hurting her tonight and she has taken an Oxycodone, and is sitting on the couch behind me with her eyes closed. I’m pretty sure she’s not just checking them for holes, but has drifted off into the arms of Morpheus. No, she just moved.
It’s Zeebrugge, Belgium tomorrow and a canal cruise to Ghent. Tune in tomorrow for our ongoing adventures.
TTFN
As we walked into the theater to wait for our tour to be called, they were calling our number. We were early and so were they. So today it was bus 9. Off to the bus and out of the port we went. It was just 9 am. The roads we traveled were indeed very narrow. We started on a divided highway but soon left it for the French countryside. Many freshly plowed fields, horses, cattle, and large expanses of yellow plants which we were told were the plants from which the french made mustard. The streets in the little towns through which we drove were almost narrower than the bus.
When we arrived at the first beach there were about 4 busses unloading and in the 2+ hours we were there more than 20 buses loaded and unloaded. Not counting the people arriving in cars, in campers and on motorcycles. The main street by the beach was restaurant after restaurant, souvenir stand after souvenir stand, bus after bus, people on top of people. The walk on the beach was spent taking pictures and gathering some shells with the quiet interrupted by children running, kicking soccer balls and playing.
The quiet streets above the main street was a nice walk and we saw many B&B’s and offers of rooms to let, etc through out the town. The ride to the cemetery was accompanied by our guides continuing talk. A very knowledgeable older French lady she was sometimes hard to understand, but she kept us informed for the whole ride through out the day.
The cemetery was hard to look at. So many crosses. We couldn’t walk on the grass and get close today because of the latest weather they had that made it not possible to walk on the grass. Sad. I would have liked to read some of the name on the crosses. We did read some of the names from the list of the missing. Finding some from Georgia and South Carolina.
As we were driving back to the ship we drove past the cemetery where the dead German soldiers were buried. It was different. Here the crosses are all black and much smaller than the American, French, Canadian and English, etc crosses. The guide said that when you read the ages of the young men in this cemetery you see that almost all of them are very young, 17-18-19. By the time these battles were happening most of the soldiers from Germany were very young men.
We were the last tour to return and we went straight to supper and we had barely sat down and ordered when the captain came on and said we were leaving. As David said we have a late arrival tomorrow so we can , I should say, I can sleep in. I hope the oxy will put me to sleep. Old Arthur in my neck has really been hurting.
He was right about the show. I really did not like the between song stuff he did. And he played all classical pieces and they did sound exactly the same. No variety. No nothing.
Our tour tomorrow will take us to Bruges and to Ghent where hopefully we will be able to see the famous altarpiece of Ghent, from the Monument’s men, go watch the movie. And to take a canal boat ride, just like in Venice and to buy some famous Belgium chocolate which I will share when I get home. I will try to get it home with out melting it.
Well, I am fading fast and I sill need to take my nighttime pills. Love you all. Amy don’t forget to take Maggie and Rachel shopping, please.
Love Mom, Granny and Bonnie
Normandy American Cemetery and Memorial
Headstones: 9,387
Latin Crosses: 9,238
Stars of David: 149
Missing in Action: 1,557
Sets of Brothers: 45
Medal of Honor Recipients: 3
In one month it will be the 74th anniversary of the D-Day landings at Sword, Juno, Gold, Omaha, and Utah beaches. In the town of Arromanches is a mural of two little girls who have written on the wall, “Please, no more war!”
I have never served in the military. No one in my family – either by blood or by marriage – died in either of the last three wars. Standing today at the major turning point of World War II, I was proud to remove my hat when the majestic notes of “The Star Spangled Banner” echoed across the memorial to the dead and the missing. Our national anthem was followed by the haunting sounds of a bugle playing, “Taps.”
It wasn’t Flanders Field, but here too are crosses, row upon row.
It was strange walking out onto Omaha Beach and watching people in bathing costumes frolicking in the sand, and diving into the waves, while the silent grave markers stand just up the hill above them.
Please! No more war!
It was a good day. A beautiful drive through the French countryside, down small roads and around very tight corners that were never meant for large passenger coaches.
We saw black and white cows fresh from the morning milking, and I remembered a farm set Kyle and I had which accompanied the Lionel train set. I remembered Dad painting the white spots on the black plastic cows.
We passed many churches that stood in silent testimony to the power of the Gospel and in Arromanches, slipped away from the hustle of snack stands and souvenir shops and walked to the Church of St. Peter. We slipped inside and sat for a few moments before going back into town and to Sword Beach.
Sword Beach was the place where British troops came ashore, and constructed an artificial port, including incredible ships and ramps that brought the tanks and jeeps ashore that the Allies drove into Germany, chasing the fleeing Nazi soldiers. The museum there was too crowded – it was hard to look at the exhibits, but maybe that was appropriate for all of the men who worked and fought there.
For lunch we had very good hamburgers accompanied by real French Fries, washed down by Cokes, and topped off by gellato.
We got back to the Zuiderdam about 10 minutes before all aboard and went straight to Table 125 where Chrestian and Gaspar served us good meals. We went back to our stateroom and dropped off our traveling things and went to the theater for the most disappointing show of the cruise. The musician was pianist Julian G. His talent on the keyboard is incredible, no faulting his technique. His choice of songs was distracting because everything he played – and flawlessly – sounded the same. His patter with the audience was inane, we weren’t even amused by the pictures of his children. Oh, well, with all of the super entertainment we’ve had, one less than spectacular show is not all that bad.
My cruise buddy’s neck is hurting her tonight and she has taken an Oxycodone, and is sitting on the couch behind me with her eyes closed. I’m pretty sure she’s not just checking them for holes, but has drifted off into the arms of Morpheus. No, she just moved.
It’s Zeebrugge, Belgium tomorrow and a canal cruise to Ghent. Tune in tomorrow for our ongoing adventures.
TTFN
As we walked into the theater to wait for our tour to be called, they were calling our number. We were early and so were they. So today it was bus 9. Off to the bus and out of the port we went. It was just 9 am. The roads we traveled were indeed very narrow. We started on a divided highway but soon left it for the French countryside. Many freshly plowed fields, horses, cattle, and large expanses of yellow plants which we were told were the plants from which the french made mustard. The streets in the little towns through which we drove were almost narrower than the bus.
When we arrived at the first beach there were about 4 busses unloading and in the 2+ hours we were there more than 20 buses loaded and unloaded. Not counting the people arriving in cars, in campers and on motorcycles. The main street by the beach was restaurant after restaurant, souvenir stand after souvenir stand, bus after bus, people on top of people. The walk on the beach was spent taking pictures and gathering some shells with the quiet interrupted by children running, kicking soccer balls and playing.
The quiet streets above the main street was a nice walk and we saw many B&B’s and offers of rooms to let, etc through out the town. The ride to the cemetery was accompanied by our guides continuing talk. A very knowledgeable older French lady she was sometimes hard to understand, but she kept us informed for the whole ride through out the day.
The cemetery was hard to look at. So many crosses. We couldn’t walk on the grass and get close today because of the latest weather they had that made it not possible to walk on the grass. Sad. I would have liked to read some of the name on the crosses. We did read some of the names from the list of the missing. Finding some from Georgia and South Carolina.
As we were driving back to the ship we drove past the cemetery where the dead German soldiers were buried. It was different. Here the crosses are all black and much smaller than the American, French, Canadian and English, etc crosses. The guide said that when you read the ages of the young men in this cemetery you see that almost all of them are very young, 17-18-19. By the time these battles were happening most of the soldiers from Germany were very young men.
We were the last tour to return and we went straight to supper and we had barely sat down and ordered when the captain came on and said we were leaving. As David said we have a late arrival tomorrow so we can , I should say, I can sleep in. I hope the oxy will put me to sleep. Old Arthur in my neck has really been hurting.
He was right about the show. I really did not like the between song stuff he did. And he played all classical pieces and they did sound exactly the same. No variety. No nothing.
Our tour tomorrow will take us to Bruges and to Ghent where hopefully we will be able to see the famous altarpiece of Ghent, from the Monument’s men, go watch the movie. And to take a canal boat ride, just like in Venice and to buy some famous Belgium chocolate which I will share when I get home. I will try to get it home with out melting it.
Well, I am fading fast and I sill need to take my nighttime pills. Love you all. Amy don’t forget to take Maggie and Rachel shopping, please.
Love Mom, Granny and Bonnie
Tuesday, May 1, 2018
I FORGOT WHAT I WAS GOING TO SAY
May 1, 2018
I had a very clever title for tonight, and it tied in with something I was doing, but I have forgotten both of them, so here we go with something else.
A beautiful day ashore today in Ponta Delgada. No rain, but there was one dark cloud and it came over the island from the east side and just kept going out to sea. It was so warm out that I took my sweatshirt off and wandered around in my Star Trek: City on the Edge of Forever t-shirt (pants and shoes were included in the outfit, of course).
We were docked right in downtown, and as soon as we were off the ship, it was maybe 100 feet to the main street and up the hill to St. Peter’s Church. It was closed. Today, as I think we’ve told you in an earlier edition, is a European holiday. But as the morning progressed more and more places were open and as we returned to the ship from our 4.5 mile wandering, St. Pete’s was open. The churches we’ve seen here in the Azores are different from the ones we’ve seen in the rest of Europe (or the rest we’ve been in). No stained glass windows. Lots of gold and ornaments, but no stained glass.
There was one shop we wanted to go in, and we did, because the door was open. There were displays of yarn in the window, and the selection that caught the eye of my crocheting side kick was a combination of purple and yellow. She wanted to add it to her collection and make something pretty of it. We walked in and a woman hustled over to us and very rudely said, “We are not open.” I said, “But the door is open.” She said, “No matter,” and showed us to the door which she closed behind us. How rude! We didn’t come back past that store or I would have given her a line from “Pretty Woman.” You remember us. Big mistake. Big. I’m not sure if I have the quote correct, but you get the idea.
We had our first gellato of the trip. Mine was coffee and chocolate. Hers was strawberry and chocolate. We each got two dips and wished we had gotten three. Yummy!
We picked up four decks of cards for the card collectors, and Bonnie bought a bread basket made of cloth. You’ll see it soon at an evening meal at 233 (I got the number right that time, Mike).
My next-to-the-last talk for this cruise is tomorrow. Then May 3 is a day off (there is something going on back home that day, if only I could remember) and then May 4 is potatoes – this time it will be delivered in under 75 minutes, I promise. And then lots of sight seeing as we visit places we’ve never seen before. We are looking forward to these stops, and have scheduled two excursions.
We were back at Table 125 tonight – the same table where we had the duds as table mates last night. Two interesting folks from Canada. She needed a companion, so she brought her boyfriend of 11 months. She said, “I needed someone to share the cabin, and I couldn’t think of anyone else.” Sounds like a back-handed invitation to me. But, Pauline and Doug were enjoyable communicationaires for the evening’s groceries.
We’ve set the clocks ahead another hour, so we are now 5 hours ahead of you, and it is after 10 p.m. here, so I’ll turn the keyboard over to the female blogger, and I’ll rehearse a bit before shut-eye.
TTFN
Well, I decided not to shower this morning!! I planned to wash my hair and shave my legs today , it has been more than a week, so I was waiting till returning. I would be wearing a hat all day and walking for miles and my hat would have ruined a hair wash.
We got out at about 9:30. We walked from the ship and up the hill to a church which , as he told you, was closed. So we walked back down to the front street and continued on our journey. He thought from the map he knew where the next church was so in a few blocks we turned up a street and started to look for it. We finally found it and it was open so in we went. These churches though extremely ornate are quite different in appearance from others we have seen. They use mostly gold, I assume gold plating, on everything. They are quite beautiful and some of the statues are unusual. There pipe organs are huge and beautiful.
As we walked down the very narrow and mostly one way streets, sometimes with cars whizzing by, on very narrow side walks, we would pass some nice shops but most were closed. Every once in a while one was open. We visited several souvenir shops and purchased a couple of things. No sunglasses today. There is an stone structure of 3 huge arches in the middle of the town that history says if you walk through you will return to the island. So we walked through both ways because we weren’t sure which was the right direction.
At the end of the street there was a fort. We walked up and there was a bar across the entrance but a young soldier told us we could buy a ticket and come in and visit the military museum and the fort. It only cost 1 euro so we entered. Your Dad asked if the exhibits had English labels but the soldier wasn’t very clear on that but most of them had Portugese labels. But none the lest it was a nice visit. Went all the way to the top and could see out all across the sea and the town. This is an active fort still used by the army and navy if we understood the soldier correctly. There were lots of heavy artillery and vehicles on display. There was one area which was about a war in which Ponta Delgada was involved
from 1961-1974. We couldn’t understand why the war, but there were lists of the men who had died and lots of the weapons and medals from it. Very interesting.
As we were leaving the fort the bright sunny day was gone as dark gray clouds settled over the fort. I told them to stay. They really didn’t because when we got back to the ship, they had moved to over the ship. Though we never got rained on.
In one square we saw a tree that was about 175 years old. It was huge and the limbs were being held up by large metal posts. Very interesting. I wanted a diet coke and we hadn’t found any in Horta and so far hadn’t found any here. I finally broke down and bought a coke zero, though the last time I got that in Europe it tasted horrible. I did finally find one and I bought it to.
Well, by the time we got back to the ship at 12:30 I could see the doors of the first church were open. So we were going to go back up but somebody, not naming any names, had to pee. So we walked back down the long steps to the dock area to look for a potty first. Well, down on the dock to the left of where the ship was , there was an area where people were sunbathing and swimming. No mind you the temperature is in the low 60's. There were even people laying out in bikinis on towels. Well, there was some kind of bath house and your Dad found a potty. After the potty break, we went back up the steps, across the street, up the hill and up the steps into the church. Well, worth the effort.
Then, back down the steps and into the terminal and through the terminal security. And of course I set it off and had to be wanded. Then, onto the ship and through the security and I didn’t set it off. Go figure!
Dropped off our stuff and headed up for lunch. Since we had already had dessert it was salad only. And I drank my coke zero. After we got back to the room, I took my shower, etc and then I worked on crocheting and he worked on emails. Then, he napped. At about 4:30 they came on with the announcement that we were getting ready to sail, so I dressed and went up on deck 3 to watch the sail away. It was cool as always and I got to see the pilot jump from our ship to the pilot ship as we sailed out. Neat stuff. After we got going and it was 5, I went back to the room to see if he was getting ready for supper.
Supper was okay. I had flat iron steak and mashed potatoes. Ivy would have loved my steak and Amy would not have eaten it. But I enjoyed it. Dessert was a sugar free apple slices dessert. Not much.
Well, tomorrow I will try and walk early, though the Captain has said the day will be in the low 50's and rainy and rocky. So we will see. Almost 6 miles today and over 14000 steps.
Love, Mom. Granny and Bonnie
I had a very clever title for tonight, and it tied in with something I was doing, but I have forgotten both of them, so here we go with something else.
A beautiful day ashore today in Ponta Delgada. No rain, but there was one dark cloud and it came over the island from the east side and just kept going out to sea. It was so warm out that I took my sweatshirt off and wandered around in my Star Trek: City on the Edge of Forever t-shirt (pants and shoes were included in the outfit, of course).
We were docked right in downtown, and as soon as we were off the ship, it was maybe 100 feet to the main street and up the hill to St. Peter’s Church. It was closed. Today, as I think we’ve told you in an earlier edition, is a European holiday. But as the morning progressed more and more places were open and as we returned to the ship from our 4.5 mile wandering, St. Pete’s was open. The churches we’ve seen here in the Azores are different from the ones we’ve seen in the rest of Europe (or the rest we’ve been in). No stained glass windows. Lots of gold and ornaments, but no stained glass.
There was one shop we wanted to go in, and we did, because the door was open. There were displays of yarn in the window, and the selection that caught the eye of my crocheting side kick was a combination of purple and yellow. She wanted to add it to her collection and make something pretty of it. We walked in and a woman hustled over to us and very rudely said, “We are not open.” I said, “But the door is open.” She said, “No matter,” and showed us to the door which she closed behind us. How rude! We didn’t come back past that store or I would have given her a line from “Pretty Woman.” You remember us. Big mistake. Big. I’m not sure if I have the quote correct, but you get the idea.
We had our first gellato of the trip. Mine was coffee and chocolate. Hers was strawberry and chocolate. We each got two dips and wished we had gotten three. Yummy!
We picked up four decks of cards for the card collectors, and Bonnie bought a bread basket made of cloth. You’ll see it soon at an evening meal at 233 (I got the number right that time, Mike).
My next-to-the-last talk for this cruise is tomorrow. Then May 3 is a day off (there is something going on back home that day, if only I could remember) and then May 4 is potatoes – this time it will be delivered in under 75 minutes, I promise. And then lots of sight seeing as we visit places we’ve never seen before. We are looking forward to these stops, and have scheduled two excursions.
We were back at Table 125 tonight – the same table where we had the duds as table mates last night. Two interesting folks from Canada. She needed a companion, so she brought her boyfriend of 11 months. She said, “I needed someone to share the cabin, and I couldn’t think of anyone else.” Sounds like a back-handed invitation to me. But, Pauline and Doug were enjoyable communicationaires for the evening’s groceries.
We’ve set the clocks ahead another hour, so we are now 5 hours ahead of you, and it is after 10 p.m. here, so I’ll turn the keyboard over to the female blogger, and I’ll rehearse a bit before shut-eye.
TTFN
Well, I decided not to shower this morning!! I planned to wash my hair and shave my legs today , it has been more than a week, so I was waiting till returning. I would be wearing a hat all day and walking for miles and my hat would have ruined a hair wash.
We got out at about 9:30. We walked from the ship and up the hill to a church which , as he told you, was closed. So we walked back down to the front street and continued on our journey. He thought from the map he knew where the next church was so in a few blocks we turned up a street and started to look for it. We finally found it and it was open so in we went. These churches though extremely ornate are quite different in appearance from others we have seen. They use mostly gold, I assume gold plating, on everything. They are quite beautiful and some of the statues are unusual. There pipe organs are huge and beautiful.
As we walked down the very narrow and mostly one way streets, sometimes with cars whizzing by, on very narrow side walks, we would pass some nice shops but most were closed. Every once in a while one was open. We visited several souvenir shops and purchased a couple of things. No sunglasses today. There is an stone structure of 3 huge arches in the middle of the town that history says if you walk through you will return to the island. So we walked through both ways because we weren’t sure which was the right direction.
At the end of the street there was a fort. We walked up and there was a bar across the entrance but a young soldier told us we could buy a ticket and come in and visit the military museum and the fort. It only cost 1 euro so we entered. Your Dad asked if the exhibits had English labels but the soldier wasn’t very clear on that but most of them had Portugese labels. But none the lest it was a nice visit. Went all the way to the top and could see out all across the sea and the town. This is an active fort still used by the army and navy if we understood the soldier correctly. There were lots of heavy artillery and vehicles on display. There was one area which was about a war in which Ponta Delgada was involved
from 1961-1974. We couldn’t understand why the war, but there were lists of the men who had died and lots of the weapons and medals from it. Very interesting.
As we were leaving the fort the bright sunny day was gone as dark gray clouds settled over the fort. I told them to stay. They really didn’t because when we got back to the ship, they had moved to over the ship. Though we never got rained on.
In one square we saw a tree that was about 175 years old. It was huge and the limbs were being held up by large metal posts. Very interesting. I wanted a diet coke and we hadn’t found any in Horta and so far hadn’t found any here. I finally broke down and bought a coke zero, though the last time I got that in Europe it tasted horrible. I did finally find one and I bought it to.
Well, by the time we got back to the ship at 12:30 I could see the doors of the first church were open. So we were going to go back up but somebody, not naming any names, had to pee. So we walked back down the long steps to the dock area to look for a potty first. Well, down on the dock to the left of where the ship was , there was an area where people were sunbathing and swimming. No mind you the temperature is in the low 60's. There were even people laying out in bikinis on towels. Well, there was some kind of bath house and your Dad found a potty. After the potty break, we went back up the steps, across the street, up the hill and up the steps into the church. Well, worth the effort.
Then, back down the steps and into the terminal and through the terminal security. And of course I set it off and had to be wanded. Then, onto the ship and through the security and I didn’t set it off. Go figure!
Dropped off our stuff and headed up for lunch. Since we had already had dessert it was salad only. And I drank my coke zero. After we got back to the room, I took my shower, etc and then I worked on crocheting and he worked on emails. Then, he napped. At about 4:30 they came on with the announcement that we were getting ready to sail, so I dressed and went up on deck 3 to watch the sail away. It was cool as always and I got to see the pilot jump from our ship to the pilot ship as we sailed out. Neat stuff. After we got going and it was 5, I went back to the room to see if he was getting ready for supper.
Supper was okay. I had flat iron steak and mashed potatoes. Ivy would have loved my steak and Amy would not have eaten it. But I enjoyed it. Dessert was a sugar free apple slices dessert. Not much.
Well, tomorrow I will try and walk early, though the Captain has said the day will be in the low 50's and rainy and rocky. So we will see. Almost 6 miles today and over 14000 steps.
Love, Mom. Granny and Bonnie
Sunday, April 29, 2018
LAND HO!
April 29, 2018
First, a correction from yesterday. One of the readers of this nightly rambling asked if we were planning a move since I wrote that I hoped the ship’s laundry people would come with us and give me a hand during those chores at “117.” My correspondent suggested that I must have been thinking about Skinny Granny and Skinny Pappy. I allowed as how they do wander through my mind, from time to time.
It was our second gala night tonight, and I put on the old tuxedo. Been wearing those glad rags for 30 years and they still fit. Mom had on a black outfit with a white shawl we bought in one of our stops in Spain (we can’t remember the city). She was quite fetching. We both had surf and turf tonight – filet mignon and lobster tail. She was a trooper and sampled a small bite of the lobster, and then shared the rest with me. Her generosity was appreciated. The lobster was very good the filet was okay. Give me a rib eye anytime. Filet mignon is just not my favorite. Complain. Complain. Complain.
We go ashore tomorrow for the first of two consecutive Portugese islands. Did anyone guess the name of it based on my clue from classic Star Trek: “Devil in the Dark.”? The name of the island, for those of you who missed that episode, is Horta. It is a tender stop that will let us out right downtown. We have not purchased a ship’s excursion for Horta or Ponta del Gotta, but my traveling companion went to the talks and took notes, so we will strike out exploring on our own.
I haven’t gotten any Pirates scores from any of my readers. I would appreciate an update. Are the Bucs still above 500? I know we dropped out of first place. Have we regained the Central Division lead? Catch me up, please.
My banana talk was well received and the Minions were a big hit – if you don’t understand that reference, stop by the house and I will plug the computer into the Big Screen and do it for you. The afternoon speaker was at my talk and when he went on stage for his presentation, he asked how many had heard it. He told them it was an excellent talk, full of humor, and he hoped the ship would have me repeat it so everyone could catch it. How nice! And how big my head!
And on that note, I will let She Who Must Be Obeyed take over. Oh, she won this afternoon’s card game and the score is now 5-2 in favor of me.
TTFN
My watch shot off fireworks as I walked to the computer. I made my 10,000 steps for the day. I walked 7 times around the promenade today that is 2 + miles. Today was a strange day. We got up at 7 after I had a very restless night of sleep. W e showered, dressed and went to breakfast. Nothing tasted good. I had a glass of tomato juice and half of a muffin. He went back to the room and I headed out to walk around the deck. When I got back I was so very tired. I laid down in the bed and slept right through his talk that was at 11.
After he returned from his talk we headed to Lido for lunch. Nothing looked good. I had a salad. Then, we went to the crows nest for a game of cards. After cards he went to the afternoon talk and I went back to the room. I rested and when he returned I went out for a second walk. When I got back to the room I tried to rest till it was time for supper.
We dressed and headed to supper at 5:30. We sat with a couple that we had dined with before. Nice people and we had good service tonight. Supper was okay. I ate some of my rice and some of the steak. I had a shrimp cocktail and cheesecake too.
The show was the 4 tenors and it was good. They sang several songs in Italian etc. they even sang Frank Sinatra’s song “My Way” in Italian. I would have preferred English. They did Michael Jackson’s song, “Thriller” and John Lennon’s “Imagine”. Both very good. They also sang a Bon Jovi song, have no idea what it was called. They ended the show with Frankie Valle’s song “Oh What a Night”. That was my favorite.
Well, we are back in the room and I am looking forward to our tender ride into Horta tomorrow. New place to see. It is supposed to be a beautiful volcanic island.
Love you all, Mom, Granny and Bonnie
First, a correction from yesterday. One of the readers of this nightly rambling asked if we were planning a move since I wrote that I hoped the ship’s laundry people would come with us and give me a hand during those chores at “117.” My correspondent suggested that I must have been thinking about Skinny Granny and Skinny Pappy. I allowed as how they do wander through my mind, from time to time.
It was our second gala night tonight, and I put on the old tuxedo. Been wearing those glad rags for 30 years and they still fit. Mom had on a black outfit with a white shawl we bought in one of our stops in Spain (we can’t remember the city). She was quite fetching. We both had surf and turf tonight – filet mignon and lobster tail. She was a trooper and sampled a small bite of the lobster, and then shared the rest with me. Her generosity was appreciated. The lobster was very good the filet was okay. Give me a rib eye anytime. Filet mignon is just not my favorite. Complain. Complain. Complain.
We go ashore tomorrow for the first of two consecutive Portugese islands. Did anyone guess the name of it based on my clue from classic Star Trek: “Devil in the Dark.”? The name of the island, for those of you who missed that episode, is Horta. It is a tender stop that will let us out right downtown. We have not purchased a ship’s excursion for Horta or Ponta del Gotta, but my traveling companion went to the talks and took notes, so we will strike out exploring on our own.
I haven’t gotten any Pirates scores from any of my readers. I would appreciate an update. Are the Bucs still above 500? I know we dropped out of first place. Have we regained the Central Division lead? Catch me up, please.
My banana talk was well received and the Minions were a big hit – if you don’t understand that reference, stop by the house and I will plug the computer into the Big Screen and do it for you. The afternoon speaker was at my talk and when he went on stage for his presentation, he asked how many had heard it. He told them it was an excellent talk, full of humor, and he hoped the ship would have me repeat it so everyone could catch it. How nice! And how big my head!
And on that note, I will let She Who Must Be Obeyed take over. Oh, she won this afternoon’s card game and the score is now 5-2 in favor of me.
TTFN
My watch shot off fireworks as I walked to the computer. I made my 10,000 steps for the day. I walked 7 times around the promenade today that is 2 + miles. Today was a strange day. We got up at 7 after I had a very restless night of sleep. W e showered, dressed and went to breakfast. Nothing tasted good. I had a glass of tomato juice and half of a muffin. He went back to the room and I headed out to walk around the deck. When I got back I was so very tired. I laid down in the bed and slept right through his talk that was at 11.
After he returned from his talk we headed to Lido for lunch. Nothing looked good. I had a salad. Then, we went to the crows nest for a game of cards. After cards he went to the afternoon talk and I went back to the room. I rested and when he returned I went out for a second walk. When I got back to the room I tried to rest till it was time for supper.
We dressed and headed to supper at 5:30. We sat with a couple that we had dined with before. Nice people and we had good service tonight. Supper was okay. I ate some of my rice and some of the steak. I had a shrimp cocktail and cheesecake too.
The show was the 4 tenors and it was good. They sang several songs in Italian etc. they even sang Frank Sinatra’s song “My Way” in Italian. I would have preferred English. They did Michael Jackson’s song, “Thriller” and John Lennon’s “Imagine”. Both very good. They also sang a Bon Jovi song, have no idea what it was called. They ended the show with Frankie Valle’s song “Oh What a Night”. That was my favorite.
Well, we are back in the room and I am looking forward to our tender ride into Horta tomorrow. New place to see. It is supposed to be a beautiful volcanic island.
Love you all, Mom, Granny and Bonnie
Saturday, April 28, 2018
CRAB CAKES AND CHEESE GRITS
April 28, 2018
You read that title correctly. My supper tonight was Crab Cakes and Cheese Grits, and my only complaint was that the grits were too thick, kind of a grits cake. I started off with a seafood chowder which featured black mussels, shrimp, crab meat, and scallops. And the diet buster of the evening – and I’ve been very good trying to keep up with Weight Watchers, but not tonight – was a butterscotch sundae. The appetizer and main course were both hot and the dessert was cold. Excellent. And did you ever wonder if you could have one grit?
As I blogged last night (at least I think I did) I had room service deliver breakfast this morning at 6:30 so I could rehearse for a 9 a.m. talk. The EXC director apologized to me for scheduling it so early – he forgot that we were turning our clocks ahead another hour last night (we are 4 hours ahead of you right now). But there were about 75 hearty souls out with coffee and sweet rolls in hand as we did, “Raise A Glass.” Tomorrow at the more sane hour of 11 a.m. will be “Yes, We May Have No Bananas.” It is one of my favorites.
Speaking of forgetting about changing clocks, one of my regulars came up at the conclusion and asked what was the time. It seems she forgot to make the change. Bless her heart, but she go an extra hour of sleep.
As we were coming to our stateroom following this evening’s excellent variety show (excellent is the repeatable word for tonight) a couple stopped me and commented favorably on “Raise A Glass.” I told them tomorrow is about bananas, and he had a photo on his cellphone of the record that gives the talk its title. And a photo of a restored Victrola – that’s iTunes of the 1920s. And we had one when I was a kid at 117 Shenandoah Avenue. Actually we HAD one because we took it back to the cabin along with a stack of records because there was no TV reception out there and we never took a radio. One weekend we went out and discovered that a nere-do-well had broken in and stolen the record player and the records – that was all he, or she, took.
As I mentioned above we thoroughly enjoyed tonight’s variety show. The comedian did an all new stand-up routine and the harpist was back with a totally different selection. He closed with a Frank Sinatra parody (I wish I had recorded it for you). She closed with “Mamma Mia.” Which reminded me that MM2 is coming out soon. We will be at the first show. Anyone joining us?
My obsessive exercise partner went out for a walk this morning at 6:30 as I was consuming breakfast and she reported back that at 7 a.m. here in the north Atlantic, the moon was still up. And as I type this at 9 p.m. our time (5 yours) the sun is still out. It reminds me kind-a-sort-a of Samara in 1993. It got dark at 11 p.m. and light about 4 a.m. Dark in Moscow at midnight. That was in June and July. White Nights would have been the situation had we gone up to St. Petersburg. This cruise is continuing to St. Pete, and we’d like to see it, but we’ll be home to do laundry while they sail on.
Speaking of laundry, we sent our dirties out to be cared for this morning, expecting them back tomorrow or the next day and as we came back from the show, a steward was walking to our door with our clean clothes. Great service. I wonder if they’d come to 117 and help me when we get home.
Well, Bon Bon has given me charge of the keyboard tonight, so I will wrap it up with a mystery blog title. I won’t use it tomorrow (Sunday), but I will save if for Monday. With the title “Devil in the Dark” where will we be landing Monday?
For now, TTFN
You read that title correctly. My supper tonight was Crab Cakes and Cheese Grits, and my only complaint was that the grits were too thick, kind of a grits cake. I started off with a seafood chowder which featured black mussels, shrimp, crab meat, and scallops. And the diet buster of the evening – and I’ve been very good trying to keep up with Weight Watchers, but not tonight – was a butterscotch sundae. The appetizer and main course were both hot and the dessert was cold. Excellent. And did you ever wonder if you could have one grit?
As I blogged last night (at least I think I did) I had room service deliver breakfast this morning at 6:30 so I could rehearse for a 9 a.m. talk. The EXC director apologized to me for scheduling it so early – he forgot that we were turning our clocks ahead another hour last night (we are 4 hours ahead of you right now). But there were about 75 hearty souls out with coffee and sweet rolls in hand as we did, “Raise A Glass.” Tomorrow at the more sane hour of 11 a.m. will be “Yes, We May Have No Bananas.” It is one of my favorites.
Speaking of forgetting about changing clocks, one of my regulars came up at the conclusion and asked what was the time. It seems she forgot to make the change. Bless her heart, but she go an extra hour of sleep.
As we were coming to our stateroom following this evening’s excellent variety show (excellent is the repeatable word for tonight) a couple stopped me and commented favorably on “Raise A Glass.” I told them tomorrow is about bananas, and he had a photo on his cellphone of the record that gives the talk its title. And a photo of a restored Victrola – that’s iTunes of the 1920s. And we had one when I was a kid at 117 Shenandoah Avenue. Actually we HAD one because we took it back to the cabin along with a stack of records because there was no TV reception out there and we never took a radio. One weekend we went out and discovered that a nere-do-well had broken in and stolen the record player and the records – that was all he, or she, took.
As I mentioned above we thoroughly enjoyed tonight’s variety show. The comedian did an all new stand-up routine and the harpist was back with a totally different selection. He closed with a Frank Sinatra parody (I wish I had recorded it for you). She closed with “Mamma Mia.” Which reminded me that MM2 is coming out soon. We will be at the first show. Anyone joining us?
My obsessive exercise partner went out for a walk this morning at 6:30 as I was consuming breakfast and she reported back that at 7 a.m. here in the north Atlantic, the moon was still up. And as I type this at 9 p.m. our time (5 yours) the sun is still out. It reminds me kind-a-sort-a of Samara in 1993. It got dark at 11 p.m. and light about 4 a.m. Dark in Moscow at midnight. That was in June and July. White Nights would have been the situation had we gone up to St. Petersburg. This cruise is continuing to St. Pete, and we’d like to see it, but we’ll be home to do laundry while they sail on.
Speaking of laundry, we sent our dirties out to be cared for this morning, expecting them back tomorrow or the next day and as we came back from the show, a steward was walking to our door with our clean clothes. Great service. I wonder if they’d come to 117 and help me when we get home.
Well, Bon Bon has given me charge of the keyboard tonight, so I will wrap it up with a mystery blog title. I won’t use it tomorrow (Sunday), but I will save if for Monday. With the title “Devil in the Dark” where will we be landing Monday?
For now, TTFN
Wednesday, April 25, 2018
A FUN DAY ON BERMUDA
April 25, 2018
It was a wee bit windy, and I don’t think the early part of the day hit the 70s, but it was a fun day ashore.
We started with the Dockyard Pharmacy where we picked up a bag of pretzels, which my room mate pronounced as delicious (those of you who knew Pappy Carter know how to say “delicious”), and some of her floss – which was $7.05. Everything is more expensive on Bermuda because it has to be floated in or flown in. But she needed it, so, there you go.
We think that the price of the ferry to Hamilton has increased since last we were here, but only by 50 cents each way. Our favorite sandwich shop was either shut down or we were too early, so we kept walking. The museum was closed. Again. So we kept walking. The Anglican Church of Bermuda was open and it is a beautiful place to stop. I picked up the order of service from last Sunday, and UK and AC, it is a whole lot like the new Presbyterian church you are attending – at least the way the service is presented, in booklet form. I’ll save it for you.
As we usually, do we lit a prayer candle, or rather as Bonnie usually does, she lit a prayer candle. Recently the candles have all been electronic and you drop a coin in a slot and the candle comes on. This church has real candles, placed in a tray filled with sand. She lit one, and put a donation in the collection box by the door.
Just up the street in the next block is a Wesley Methodist Church that we didn’t know was there. But all the doors were locked! There was a kindergarten or a play school going on behind a large gate, but no way to enter the sanctuary. And I didn’t see any adults with the kids so I couldn’t ask for pastor’s privilege.
So back down the street to a store we know which stocks Diet Coke and Mountain Dew. One bottle of each was purchased.
And our last stop out of town was our old favorite. Jennifer and Ivy, I know you would have enjoyed the Bermuda Book Store. I bought “The Illuminated Life of Christ: The Gospels and Great Master Paintings.” Fascinating, and beautiful book that I am going to use in a new series that is still in the thinking stage – art, artists, museums and colors.
Oh, I forgot to tell you. When I went into the Anglican Church, I popped into the gift shop just to have a look around and struck up a conversation with the proprietor. I asked her about a book I had flipped through called “The Servant Queen and the King She Serves.” It is a book that was produced as a tribute for Queen Elizabeth’s 90th birthday. I turned it over to check the price and there was a notice which read: “Not For Resale.” I asked the lady about that curious note and she said, “That is our last copy and you may have it.” So I took it. It seems they were produced as a give away for the congregation and I happened to be in the right place at the right time.
Well, my typing fingers are not cooperating tonight. My 100 words per minute are diminished by strange patterns my fingers are producing. So I will stop and let She Who Must Be Obeyed give you her spin on things.
TTFN
I woke early, about 7 am. He was sleeping away so I decided to get dressed and go get the papers. So I got my shower and dressed. He was up and awake by the time I finished. So while he got ready I headed to Deck 1 and the paper stand. Only the Australian paper was there. So I took a copy and headed back upstairs. It was after 7:30 and we were getting into the dock, so I stepped out on the promenade deck to watch the docking. We were very slowly headed to the dock and off in the distance I could see another ship headed into port. We would have to dock before they could come into the dock area. I didn’t realize it at the time but we were actually backing into the channel. We started to move sideways to get next to the pier when I decided I had better go back.
Well, he had gotten ready and we headed up for breakfast. I got a blueberry bagel and a cup of mixed fruit and my chocolate milk. It wasn’t too crowded this morning. While we were at breakfast they announced you could go ashore on Deck A, below deck 1, midship. So after going to the room and getting our hats, jackets, and dollars we headed off the ship.
We went to the tent beside the ferry landing to get our tokens, cost $18, for our ferry ride to and from Hamilton. It is the shopping area of Bermuda. We didn’t visit the shopping mall in the dockyard area but rode up to Hamilton on the ferry. Short ride.
We didn’t do much but walk around and look in a few stores after visiting the museum, which except for a small part devoted to local artists, was closed again. They were changing their exhibits. We stopped in the beautiful cathedral and admired their beautiful stained glass windows and the massive pipe organ. The booklet that David got is a very interesting discussion of the Queen’s life and role as the English monarch. It is very fascinating reading. Lots of great pictures and facts about her life and reign. It is quite interesting the number of quotes and comments she has made about her belief in salvation through the belief in Jesus. It says she attends church every week. If you watch the series “The Crown” you would enjoy reading this and seeing all the neat pictures.
Across the street is their main post office and we went in to look at some of the Bermudian stamps. Then, headed back to find the drinks and visit the bookstore. There were several books I liked but they were all very expensive. Even the books setting outside on sale were high priced. But it is fun to look. He really wanted the book on Christian artwork, and it seemed to be an older book so he got it to maybe use for one of the new talks he is working on now. It was pricey, $26.
We were early when we went to catch the ferry and had about an hour wait. Boarding it was a little confusing this time. They told us to line up one place but then the ferry docked at the middle of the line not at the head so most of the people who got in line last got on the ferry first. They had a very narrow gangway. But we finally got on and headed home.
After getting back it was 2 pm and we were tired, my right leg had about all it could take so we got back on the ship and headed for lunch. They have a taco bar everyday outside the lido buffet and today I wanted a taco salad, some cheese dip and nachos.
I took my diet coke and splurged.
After lunch it was off to the crow’s next for a game of cards. Yeah I finally won a game. We headed back to the room because by now it was almost 4:30 and that was all aboard time. I watched the last passenger get on board at about 4:36. When they were waiting for the lady to get back I noticed an ambulance backed up to the gangway. They were just loading someone and leaving. Well, they finally raised the gangway and we were ready to leave. We had to push away from the dock and get out far enough so we could go by the Norwegian ship which was parked behind us.
It was now time to head for supper. We arrived a little early but were soon seated at a table for 4. Nice couple from Florida originally from Massachuset. He was a retired Baptist pastor, one who had only pastored 11 years and had entered the ministry late.
Enjoyable conversation over supper.
I tried a soft shelled crab for an appetizer. Bad mistake. They brought out the whole crab, legs and all, that had a bread crumb coating and had been deep fried. I tasted it but it was very fishy. Your Dad ate it. I ordered the turkey and dressing, it was okay but not very hot, just barely warm. I ordered the sugar free chocolate mousse for dessert and it was fantastic.
Then, off to the show. It was a comedienne juggler. He was funny and a very good juggler. Well, we are back in our room and soon it will be time for bed. Our clocks go up another hour so our 10 pm is now 11pm. He has a talk at 11 tomorrow so we need to get to bed. I want to get up at 6 to walk. We did 12,000 steps today.
They called and left a message today and asked him to do another talk on the 28th. They have some time they need to fill. So he still has 6 more talks. It will be at 9 am instead of the 11 am.
Well it is bedtime, I have taken my pills and all I need to do is floss and brush. Tate, hope you are feeling better. Granny loves you and misses you!!!
Love you all. Mom, Bonnie, Granny
It was a wee bit windy, and I don’t think the early part of the day hit the 70s, but it was a fun day ashore.
We started with the Dockyard Pharmacy where we picked up a bag of pretzels, which my room mate pronounced as delicious (those of you who knew Pappy Carter know how to say “delicious”), and some of her floss – which was $7.05. Everything is more expensive on Bermuda because it has to be floated in or flown in. But she needed it, so, there you go.
We think that the price of the ferry to Hamilton has increased since last we were here, but only by 50 cents each way. Our favorite sandwich shop was either shut down or we were too early, so we kept walking. The museum was closed. Again. So we kept walking. The Anglican Church of Bermuda was open and it is a beautiful place to stop. I picked up the order of service from last Sunday, and UK and AC, it is a whole lot like the new Presbyterian church you are attending – at least the way the service is presented, in booklet form. I’ll save it for you.
As we usually, do we lit a prayer candle, or rather as Bonnie usually does, she lit a prayer candle. Recently the candles have all been electronic and you drop a coin in a slot and the candle comes on. This church has real candles, placed in a tray filled with sand. She lit one, and put a donation in the collection box by the door.
Just up the street in the next block is a Wesley Methodist Church that we didn’t know was there. But all the doors were locked! There was a kindergarten or a play school going on behind a large gate, but no way to enter the sanctuary. And I didn’t see any adults with the kids so I couldn’t ask for pastor’s privilege.
So back down the street to a store we know which stocks Diet Coke and Mountain Dew. One bottle of each was purchased.
And our last stop out of town was our old favorite. Jennifer and Ivy, I know you would have enjoyed the Bermuda Book Store. I bought “The Illuminated Life of Christ: The Gospels and Great Master Paintings.” Fascinating, and beautiful book that I am going to use in a new series that is still in the thinking stage – art, artists, museums and colors.
Oh, I forgot to tell you. When I went into the Anglican Church, I popped into the gift shop just to have a look around and struck up a conversation with the proprietor. I asked her about a book I had flipped through called “The Servant Queen and the King She Serves.” It is a book that was produced as a tribute for Queen Elizabeth’s 90th birthday. I turned it over to check the price and there was a notice which read: “Not For Resale.” I asked the lady about that curious note and she said, “That is our last copy and you may have it.” So I took it. It seems they were produced as a give away for the congregation and I happened to be in the right place at the right time.
Well, my typing fingers are not cooperating tonight. My 100 words per minute are diminished by strange patterns my fingers are producing. So I will stop and let She Who Must Be Obeyed give you her spin on things.
TTFN
I woke early, about 7 am. He was sleeping away so I decided to get dressed and go get the papers. So I got my shower and dressed. He was up and awake by the time I finished. So while he got ready I headed to Deck 1 and the paper stand. Only the Australian paper was there. So I took a copy and headed back upstairs. It was after 7:30 and we were getting into the dock, so I stepped out on the promenade deck to watch the docking. We were very slowly headed to the dock and off in the distance I could see another ship headed into port. We would have to dock before they could come into the dock area. I didn’t realize it at the time but we were actually backing into the channel. We started to move sideways to get next to the pier when I decided I had better go back.
Well, he had gotten ready and we headed up for breakfast. I got a blueberry bagel and a cup of mixed fruit and my chocolate milk. It wasn’t too crowded this morning. While we were at breakfast they announced you could go ashore on Deck A, below deck 1, midship. So after going to the room and getting our hats, jackets, and dollars we headed off the ship.
We went to the tent beside the ferry landing to get our tokens, cost $18, for our ferry ride to and from Hamilton. It is the shopping area of Bermuda. We didn’t visit the shopping mall in the dockyard area but rode up to Hamilton on the ferry. Short ride.
We didn’t do much but walk around and look in a few stores after visiting the museum, which except for a small part devoted to local artists, was closed again. They were changing their exhibits. We stopped in the beautiful cathedral and admired their beautiful stained glass windows and the massive pipe organ. The booklet that David got is a very interesting discussion of the Queen’s life and role as the English monarch. It is very fascinating reading. Lots of great pictures and facts about her life and reign. It is quite interesting the number of quotes and comments she has made about her belief in salvation through the belief in Jesus. It says she attends church every week. If you watch the series “The Crown” you would enjoy reading this and seeing all the neat pictures.
Across the street is their main post office and we went in to look at some of the Bermudian stamps. Then, headed back to find the drinks and visit the bookstore. There were several books I liked but they were all very expensive. Even the books setting outside on sale were high priced. But it is fun to look. He really wanted the book on Christian artwork, and it seemed to be an older book so he got it to maybe use for one of the new talks he is working on now. It was pricey, $26.
We were early when we went to catch the ferry and had about an hour wait. Boarding it was a little confusing this time. They told us to line up one place but then the ferry docked at the middle of the line not at the head so most of the people who got in line last got on the ferry first. They had a very narrow gangway. But we finally got on and headed home.
After getting back it was 2 pm and we were tired, my right leg had about all it could take so we got back on the ship and headed for lunch. They have a taco bar everyday outside the lido buffet and today I wanted a taco salad, some cheese dip and nachos.
I took my diet coke and splurged.
After lunch it was off to the crow’s next for a game of cards. Yeah I finally won a game. We headed back to the room because by now it was almost 4:30 and that was all aboard time. I watched the last passenger get on board at about 4:36. When they were waiting for the lady to get back I noticed an ambulance backed up to the gangway. They were just loading someone and leaving. Well, they finally raised the gangway and we were ready to leave. We had to push away from the dock and get out far enough so we could go by the Norwegian ship which was parked behind us.
It was now time to head for supper. We arrived a little early but were soon seated at a table for 4. Nice couple from Florida originally from Massachuset. He was a retired Baptist pastor, one who had only pastored 11 years and had entered the ministry late.
Enjoyable conversation over supper.
I tried a soft shelled crab for an appetizer. Bad mistake. They brought out the whole crab, legs and all, that had a bread crumb coating and had been deep fried. I tasted it but it was very fishy. Your Dad ate it. I ordered the turkey and dressing, it was okay but not very hot, just barely warm. I ordered the sugar free chocolate mousse for dessert and it was fantastic.
Then, off to the show. It was a comedienne juggler. He was funny and a very good juggler. Well, we are back in our room and soon it will be time for bed. Our clocks go up another hour so our 10 pm is now 11pm. He has a talk at 11 tomorrow so we need to get to bed. I want to get up at 6 to walk. We did 12,000 steps today.
They called and left a message today and asked him to do another talk on the 28th. They have some time they need to fill. So he still has 6 more talks. It will be at 9 am instead of the 11 am.
Well it is bedtime, I have taken my pills and all I need to do is floss and brush. Tate, hope you are feeling better. Granny loves you and misses you!!!
Love you all. Mom, Bonnie, Granny
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