It's a good thing that I practiced avid laziness most of the weekend, because yesterday I was anything but lazy. It was my final medical checkup. That was first thing in the morning. Well, at 10:30, but that is "first thing" because we left here at 7:30 to get there on time.
"We" is myself, Linda, and our friend Pearl. After my appointment (which was fast and ended with a stamp of approval!), it was "Let the fun begin!" And the fun began with lunch. We decided to take Pearl to Yanni's, the Greek restaurant Linda and I have come to love after Enid recommended it. And Pearl loved it, too! My nephew had planned to join us, also, but wasn't able to make it away from the job.
When you go out with Pearl to eat, forget about the American way of sucking the food down and being out of the restaurant in 20-30 minutes! Pearl is English-born and she e.n.j.o.y.s her meal! So we "dined," rather than "lunched." We relaxed, savored the food, and best of all, talked and laughed. And I do mean laughed, out loud! I wondered once about whether we might be disturbing other patrons, but every time we burst out, people at other tables smiled! Laughter is, indeed, infectious!
Then we set off on our shopping and covered a lot of Albuquerque territory. At Trader Joe's and Whole Foods, Linda and I got some snacking goodies for our trip to Florida. It is hard to believe we are leaving early Sunday morning! Wow!
At TJ's, I was looking at English muffins and saw crumpets right next to them. Pearl was nearby, and I asked her, "I've never tried crumpets. What's the difference in crumpets and English muffins?" Remember, Pearl is English by birth, although she took citizenship here about three years ago. She looked at me and said in the wonderful accent, "I really cahn't say, Lyn. We didn't hahve English muffins in England." I said, "What is it about we Americans that we name things as we do? English muffins aren't from England. French fries aren't from France." And Pearl, without skipping a beat, said, "I dooon't knooow. I hahven't beeen American long enough to knoooow." We both collapsed in laughter.
Anyway, our last stop was to pick up a rug Pearl and her husband had had cleaned. We started home around 5:00, stopping south of Albuquerque, at .... you know, don't you? Cold Stone Creamery! Pearl had not experienced CCS. She likes it. When Linda and I are finished with her, she will make a solid American yet!! (And oh, what Linda and I are learning about England and the English!!)
Around 7:00 we were about half way home, and I had noticed it was very, very dark. It seemed to me that it was much later than it actually was because of the darkness. It seemed unusually dark with no moon out. We talked about why there was no moon, as we all thought it was time for a full moon. I'd noticed a few days earlier a very bright, almost full moon.
We drove another half hour or so, and the moon began to rise over the horizon ahead of us. First we saw the glow which grew brighter while the moon was still hidden behind the mountains, and the for the next 20 or more minutes we watched the moon itself. Initially, it was a sliver of bright rich orange, and it grew bigger and brighter until it finally cleared the horizon and simultaneously began to grow more pale and appeared smaller. What is it about the rising of the moon that is such an optical illusion? It appears so huge and colorful at first, then shrinks and fades to a soft yellow-white as it moves upward. Breath-taking spectacular, for sure. It was hard for me to keep my eyes on the road.
I wasn't home till after 8:30, and I was exhausted. I poked the few refrigerated items in the fridge and fell on the couch with the dogs long enough to watch "Big Bang Theory," which was recorded, and shortly thereafter, I was in bed. While I was on the couch, I unwrapped a few new, hopefully indestructible dog toys I brought home for The Kids. It looks, good; over 12 hours later, and Lola hasn't been able to ruin a single one! Woo hoo!
I wish I could afford to have another day of "avid laziness" today. I really can't. I have SO much to do to be ready to leave on Sunday. I gotta get busy. No, really I do. Honest, I need to get up and get with it! I will.