You have an actual Ariel motorcycle? Cue massive jealousy. Do tell the details.
So happy to hear both Shoe’s & Fish’s stories of getting healthy.
And flyer’s completed greenhouse & cool omelettes. Completed at least until something breaks. (I’d not heard of “Blowe’s” but I like it. I’ve always been fond of “Home Despot”; their often hostile flavor of customer service seems to fit “despot” just fine. You vill take it und you vill like it!
As to my irkly Sunday …
My ride down to Mexico City was fine. Captain Dawn did her usual awesome job. She and her fine crew will enjoy the same long layover I had last Monday, so we shared notes on fun ideas and partyage shall doubtless ensue.
My FO & I settled in for the drive home and met our unfortunate FA’s who’d been 90 minutes late arriving last night. Which gave them about 5-1/2 hours sleep at the hotel that’s inside the terminal building. Poor kids!. One of whom turned out to be my age, but looked ~30. Really. She’s Kenyan and if I was single …
Anyhow, the drone home was fine, the volcano was still spewing, but unlike last Tuesday, now it was mostly white steam, not tan ash. Such fun. After changing shirts in the airport parking lot the drive home with the top down, earplugs in, and tunes cranked was nice. It being Sunday, traffic wasn’t thick, but also wasn’t motivated like they are on weekdays. So frustrating when you run into the back of a clot, but exhilarating coming out the other side into the clear.
Near home l stopped off at a nearby casual-upscale eatery where I am now badgering you folks. Dining outside in the warm breeze, good wine in good quantity, cashew-encrusted goat cheese balls for an appetizer that was tasty with mango salsa, and a large NY steak is coming for dinner w both broiled Brussels sprouts and grilled broccoli.
And the main course has arrived~ Tweeet! Time out! … Fork at the ready! Charge! …
Nom, nom, nom, chomp, chomp, buuurppppp!
As the guy on the Capital One ads might say, that was gooo-oo-ood! Half of it is gone, and the other half is coming home.
I hope Her Ladyship had half as nice an event with her sorority pals. Funny, but sitting near me are 6 ladies in their 70s who evidently gather together rather often. They seem a convivial batch & did some serious damage to their meals too.
I’m going to linger over my refill of wine & consider what comes next.
Cheers all!