Captain’s Log 5,219
Had a bit of an ick day yesterday. I came home around noon with a dull ache in my stomach. It wasn’t awful, but I felt much better when I laid down. I went to a community breakfast in the park and was only able to eat a few bites of food because it just didn’t look appetizing. Even if I had been feeling well I wouldn’t have eaten it because I really don’t like catered food. The older I get, the less I want to eat it. I decided to not be a hero and headed home after four hours in the saddle.
I immediately fell asleep. I woke up feeling much better. And I fell asleep again. I woke up feeling even better. So I kept sleeping. And every time was an improvement. Friend Pam brought over some vanilla ice cream, and that really made me feel good. I ate some and promptly went right back to sleep. And I woke up this morning raring to go. I guess I needed some ice cream-enhanced rest time.
Frank arrives on Tuesday! I am so excited to see him! He’s finally given up the idea of living in a mobile in the middle of the desert with ZERO social opportunities. He wants to come back to San Diego. He will be looking at senior apartments when he is here. The trip is also part of a Peace Corps reunion. Frank served in Venezuela for two years after he graduated from college. I will be attending a dinner as his guest. I can handle it because we get to wear jeans.
I had a great time when I went to see him at Cape Cod in May.
It was still freezing cold! But my it was beautiful!
Why he wants to give up the quaintness and beauty of the cape is something only Frank can decide.
I was enchanted with these the entire time I was in New England.
Off I go into the wild blue yonder of museum management!