The weekend menus around here are questionable and yet predictable. Saturday, not being much of a beef eater, I took one look at the slab of roast beef and the weak group of previously frozen veggies and just couldn't eat it. He-Who-Sleeps-Alot noted it and I just said I didn't care for it, no big deal. So the next day on the way to the Dining Room, He-Who showed me a note pad and said he was going to write down all the things I don't like to eat. "So what are you going to do with the list?" I asked. "I'm just going to keep track." he answered. "Okay, so are you going to write down all the things I like?" "Nope, just the ones you don't like." So off we go. Our menus always offer a soup or salad as the first course. Our darling waitress gave me the "don't go for the soup" sign so I declined. He-who ordered the soup, pulled out his pad and wrote down "no soup". I ate my lunch and later back in our apartment found the note folded up on the floor, never mentioned again. ???? Ya just never know.
Playing catch up here, my get away to Colorado was wonderful! My niece and her wife pampered us with delicious, incredible dinners, two trips to the wonderful Brown Shoe Store in Ft. Collins and a dinner theatre. Granddaughter came and stayed with He-Who and they both had a great time. She even got him out on the dance floor at the Happy Hour. My fabulous sister-in-law suggested that we put me in a wheel chair at the airports and we whizzed through security at Hobby leaving and in Denver, more difficult on the way home at Hobby but it was made better by our nephew and his significant picking us up with bouquets and taking us to Mother's Day lunch.