We’re on our way to Texas. We left Venice at 7:00 this morning and ran into fog, fog and more fog…until about 10:00. Not the best way to start the road trip. I was driving (and Jerry was “helping”). Fortunately the fog lifted before someone really lost it.
The rest of the day was gorgeous sunshine after a tiny shower somewhere in the Panhandle. We didn’t have any more trouble until the very end when we were looking for our hotel. It had been a long day, thirteen hours on the road and it was dark and we were tired. Anyway we did find it (we usually have no problem) and I told Jerry that maybe we were too old to drive in the dark any more (We are NOT too old to drive in the dark, he said.) So now we’re all set and comfy and ready to face another day on the road tomorrow. The good news….no ice and/or snow in the forecast.
Sunday night Jerry and I went to a light display in the town just north of us on Mission Valley Road. It reminded me of Bright Nights in Forest Park in Springfield…much smaller but positively lovely. It’s one family who has a fairly large piece of property. You park the car and walk through. We saw someone with a bucket at the end of the walk and so Jerry got out some money to put in the bucket..figured it was donations for the electric bill. No, says the guy, this is our treat. Have a mint. The bucket was filled with candy…they wouldn’t take any donations.
Yesterday was busy…lots of errands, last minute things to buy, packing, etc. But it was just beautiful and I did need to walk (I have this new app called Breeze that is sickeningly sweet about encouraging me to meet my goals every day…driving me nuts but I DO meet my goals –except today when I probably walked a total of 500 steps) So I walked down at South Jetty, a favorite spot for dolphins who just happened to be hanging out there, doing flips and entertaining the fishermen and a few walkers. I have never gotten a good picture of them doing their thing but I did get some shots of the jetty, the birds and the Gulf that was almost like glass yesterday.
My friend, Mary Anne, had her second chemo treatment last Friday. They adjusted her meds because she had had such a terrible reaction to one of them last time around. Still, she was holding her breath waiting for the nausea and vomiting (and praying it wouldn’t arrive..the doctor said if she had trouble it would be on day 3 or 4) Well Day 4 is over and she’s just fine…and so very, very happy to be feeling so well. Thank God for good doctors and the prayers of friends and a crazy voodoo doll her nephew from New Orleans brought her…Everything, every little thing helps.
Happy Hanukkah to my dear friends who are celebrating for the next eight nights. And much love to all of you.