Red Letter Day

This week was so boring that we had to go for a Sunday Adventure Drive just to have something to blog about. Up until today, the following items were newsworthy: E finally reconnected with her brother and sister-in-law, who sneaked off to Hawaii for two weeks; we learned that the Martone/Pappas clan will join us for Thanksgiving dinner (looking forward!); we had our first phone conference with our money-guy Lyle (who seems a bit down in the dumps, go figure); we FINALLY found Executive Car Wash AND a nice Express Oil Change place and did right by our vehicle; and while we didn't go to a new resto, we ate new food at a newish fave (Jambone's hamburgers and hot dogs are as good as their pulled pork and BBQ wings); S got herself a pair of MBTs in hopes that they will correct all of her skeletal/muscular issues; and last but not in any way least, Squeaky went all the way to the beach with us, right down on the sand! Hmm. By our old retired lady standards, not such a boring week after all.

We began the drive by locating S's cardiologist's office (in advance of her appointment on Monday), and while casing the buildings outlying Sacred Heart Hospital, we discovered vast stands of rosemary in one medical facility's planting beds: E wondered if perhaps the doctors know something about this herb that we don't. Since our own new planting of
rosemary isn't really big enough to cut yet, we took a page out of Gramma Huss's book and pinched several sprigs with which to stuff our Thanksgiving bird.

From there we drove north up Mack Bayou Road, which runs roughly parallel to the long arm of Mack Bayou, and saw more developments that failed to develop, including the spectacularly overwrought Driftwood Point ("7 Well-Stocked Lakes"--i.e., 7 drying-up ponds), "patrolled by Driftwood Point Security" (stealth security, invisible to the naked eye).

Parts of the surrounding area are built up with ticky-tacky garden homes, parts with cool 70's beachy-modern bungalows in groves of live oak, parts with big ol' piles of stucco landscaped with Iconic Florida Flora.

Tonight we're trying our second pasta-making experiment ever: linguine. We might, as E says, be "getting the hank of it." Happy T-day to all!