Louisville!

This may or may not be short, as I'm waiting for my friend as she's checking in at work.  Makes me feel like a grown-up (almost): being set up at a desk in an office.  It's been awhile since I've been so...attired. 

Well!  Yes, we are here!  The trip down went well.  The first flight was especially comfortable; the second flight had smaller, more squished together seats and more people.  And they left a bit late, which by the second flight, my back was really starting to squall.  The ad hoc ice bags on the plane do help, but only so far.  Reclining is still sitting, and the recline available on a coach class seat is minimal. 

But that being said, I'm here!  My friend (Sea Monster) was there waiting for us and off we went!  Let's see...it's Tuesday and we got here Sunday.  Things are going great!  Anna is having a fantastic time at camp with SM's kids.  Her family has gone the extra mile to make us comfortable and welcome.

My only gripe is the sun.  We spent several hours at the pool yesterday, starting in mid-afternoon, mind you.  I covered myself in very heavy duty sunblock, I spent my non-water time (of which it was most) in the SHADE, I wore a hat, I wore a sundress over my swimsuit, and yet, I am burned.  That is both lame and unfair.  So this afternoon's loosely planned pool trip has been suspended.  I'm hoping by tomorrow's more formally planned pool trip my burn will be gone, or I'll be cowering under cover and watching everybody else swim.  Darned Northern European heritage!  So between the heat and the burn, I feel like a red and white beach ball--and not in a good way.  Heat and humidity makes me swell up; it's not pretty. I haven't had to have a welder get my wedding ring off yet, so I guess I'm doing ok.

Thursday we're going to Ohio to meet some of my family who've just moved.  It's way cool!  We'll meet them for an outside dinner; the place my friend found has patio dining which accommodates my chair (and back).  I feel like a dork, but I try and shake it off and not let it ruin my, or anybody else's, good time. 

Today we went to a very nice restaurant and were going to patio dine, but the hostess asked, "Do you REALLY want to eat outside?"  I told her the abridged version and she said there were corner, round tables where I could be both inside and inconspicuous.  So we jumped all over that.  Of course. some guy said, "Are you planning on popping a tent during lunch?" (looking at the chair in its case my friend was carrying).  I did not, in fact, call him an asshole, but just shined him on.  He meant no harm, but stupidity knows no borders.

Well, I may have bored you into a stupor now, so I guess I'll end this.  If you're reading for food news, I have been eating scarb, and except for the very good pizza, my portions have been moderate.  When I get back to The Great Pacific Northwest, we go back to scarb free.  But for right now, I'm here...now!