Further adventures in water retention
Apr. 5th, 2009 10:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
deadlightsgirl Yesterday was Dad's Birthday Part One (today, Part Two, is his actual birthday). Oh the calorie fest...me and Jenny will have some serious dieting to do when I get home, but I'm not worrying about it now. My main consolation for Florida endurance is yummy food, darn it.
Breakfast yesterday was leftover Cuban duck. Lunch was a coffee roll from Dunkin Donuts while I did laundry.
Gracie and I went back over to my dad's in the afternoon and left Rob home to chill. She got more pool time, and though it only happened the once and I couldn't get a picture, Gracie and Grandpa got the excitement of Gracie's first ride through the deep water. Dad held her and gave her a ride just like he used to do me when I was wee. Made everyone happy. She'll get more pool today, which is good because Dad's house is just not the best place for Gracie to be, it is all full of breakables and candy dishes and is one of the least baby (or anyone else, for that matter)-friendly places on earth. Even with the help of the lovely Lyndsay (filling in for Awesome Jane, who couldn't come), Gracie at Dad's house is just way stressful. Hopefully today will be better...not only can she hang out in the pool, there will be campers in attendance who will probably want to do their own Gracie-squishing anyway, and might play with her. And worse comes to worse, Rob can bring Gracie and Lyndsay back to our hotel room for the duration, and we can retrieve her for more socialising later.
Last night was finally the Prime Rib Which Is The Whole Reason To Come To This God Forsaken State. And leftovers of it for breakfast this morning, and tomorrow morning as well. Plus key lime pie, and really good birthday cake. There were nibbles at the house before the Prime Rib, but I only tasted a couple of those because I was saving room. Today I think I will be getting my burger and lord knows what else. I am so bloated it isn't even funny. Now I must shower and re-beautify. Having to look pretty two days in a row is just too much work at my age, dammit...cannae be arsed.
Breakfast yesterday was leftover Cuban duck. Lunch was a coffee roll from Dunkin Donuts while I did laundry.
Gracie and I went back over to my dad's in the afternoon and left Rob home to chill. She got more pool time, and though it only happened the once and I couldn't get a picture, Gracie and Grandpa got the excitement of Gracie's first ride through the deep water. Dad held her and gave her a ride just like he used to do me when I was wee. Made everyone happy. She'll get more pool today, which is good because Dad's house is just not the best place for Gracie to be, it is all full of breakables and candy dishes and is one of the least baby (or anyone else, for that matter)-friendly places on earth. Even with the help of the lovely Lyndsay (filling in for Awesome Jane, who couldn't come), Gracie at Dad's house is just way stressful. Hopefully today will be better...not only can she hang out in the pool, there will be campers in attendance who will probably want to do their own Gracie-squishing anyway, and might play with her. And worse comes to worse, Rob can bring Gracie and Lyndsay back to our hotel room for the duration, and we can retrieve her for more socialising later.
Last night was finally the Prime Rib Which Is The Whole Reason To Come To This God Forsaken State. And leftovers of it for breakfast this morning, and tomorrow morning as well. Plus key lime pie, and really good birthday cake. There were nibbles at the house before the Prime Rib, but I only tasted a couple of those because I was saving room. Today I think I will be getting my burger and lord knows what else. I am so bloated it isn't even funny. Now I must shower and re-beautify. Having to look pretty two days in a row is just too much work at my age, dammit...cannae be arsed.
