Exhausted
Posted: Sun Nov 12, 2023 1:00 pm
This was a big weekend for the 'ol AArdvark. Now I'm whooped. Too much social engagements, let me tell you. Why does everything have to happen on the one and half days I get to rest?
Friday night we went to friends for dinner, smoked turkey from the smoker, mmm-mmm good. Got up Saturday morning for a trip to the Public Market, I only make it there on the Saturdays I don't work, which is very infrequent. I only go for the morning coffee, there's a couple of roast-on-premises coffee bars there, always a treat. Then we went out for breakfast to a new brunch place that was pretty good. There was a kids birthday party for the grandson that Noon, he turned three. A house full of twelve kids all under eight, running around having a noise contest, or whatever. I brought beers for insulation.
Then two hours after that we out to dinner for a belated wife's birthday, which was actually in early October but our friends had been on a Panama Canal Cruise at the time and wanted to make up for missing her birthday. It was either too much day or bad food but I had to get up and walk outside behind the restaurant and puke my guts out. Huh, haven't done that while I was sober in years. We were supposed to stay for Karaoke but we called it a night instead. Today was my mom's 80th birthday party, she wanted pizza and a funny hat. We got all that in Rochester. Everyone came over and had a great time. We were supposed to go to friends for dinner tonight but man, I am so knocked out from all the events I begged off. I am just plain whooped.
Friday night we went to friends for dinner, smoked turkey from the smoker, mmm-mmm good. Got up Saturday morning for a trip to the Public Market, I only make it there on the Saturdays I don't work, which is very infrequent. I only go for the morning coffee, there's a couple of roast-on-premises coffee bars there, always a treat. Then we went out for breakfast to a new brunch place that was pretty good. There was a kids birthday party for the grandson that Noon, he turned three. A house full of twelve kids all under eight, running around having a noise contest, or whatever. I brought beers for insulation.
Then two hours after that we out to dinner for a belated wife's birthday, which was actually in early October but our friends had been on a Panama Canal Cruise at the time and wanted to make up for missing her birthday. It was either too much day or bad food but I had to get up and walk outside behind the restaurant and puke my guts out. Huh, haven't done that while I was sober in years. We were supposed to stay for Karaoke but we called it a night instead. Today was my mom's 80th birthday party, she wanted pizza and a funny hat. We got all that in Rochester. Everyone came over and had a great time. We were supposed to go to friends for dinner tonight but man, I am so knocked out from all the events I begged off. I am just plain whooped.