Plenty Popcorn

Gainesville

Doug's visit was a success. He arrived at 5:30 yesterday afternoon, left this morning at 9:45. Do the math, with a 5 hour drive each way. As he explained it, he just wanted to know that he COULD do this-- after the exile in Idaho, he could drive for a few hours north or south and be in friendly family territory.

Downtown was a zoo this weekend, the semi-annual art festival along with a jazz event. Doug got here too late for the planned Hippodrome play (delayed once again til next week, last chance) so we ended up at Outback, and an hour at the bar (Mom and Sandy remember this well).

The brothers were all tuckered out and crashed early. (I will relate a charming anecdote of their interaction later.) They got up early, rummaged around in the kitchen and made themselves an omelet for breakfast (I'm happy to relate that the only thing the pantry lacked was fresh chives) and then took off to tour the new library, after which Doug left for Atlanta.

I had a relaxing day yesterday, having done the FL routine. Shopped at Publix for a basic Leanne week. Bill spent "hours" scouring the kitchen counter, moving everything, and then another hour or so disposing of his triple tower on the coffee table, all this on his own. All in all, we are left with a relatively slicked-up living area.

Typical Pigskin Sunday, plenty of popcorn. (Mom, can't understand why you didn't put on football for noise-- it's the best!) And how 'bout them Redskins!

Mostly kicked back and did not feel one bit guilty about it. Dinner of beer-braised pork chops with scallions and mushrooms-- not so hot, but no guilt there either. We were well fed.

Tomorrow is Monday. I have a plan, but I don't HAVE to be anywhere at any particular time. This is my idea of a great day.