As you may remember, yesterday I wasn't feeling so great. In the afternoon I was better, but after dinner my symptoms all came back. I felt lethargic, and had a runny nose and hacking cough.
I took some ibuprofen and a decongestant, but neither did much good. Shortly before I went to bed I was rummaging around in the linen closet looking for other remedies that might help when I stumbled across a small blue jar of Vaporizing Chest Rub (aka generic Vicks VapoRub) that I'd bought it a few years ago when one of the boys had a particularly obnoxious cough.
I have fond memories of VapoRub. When I was a kid, my mom would smear it on my chest and back when I had a cough. It was messy, and made my clothes stick to my skin, but it always made me feel better. (I'm sure part of it was the rub itself, but I think the another important component was Mom’s attention.) I don't think that fond feeling passed down to my kids, though, because the jar was still pretty much full. I decided I'd use some.
Chest rub is like petroleum jelly with menthol, camphor and eucalyptus. When I took the lid off the jar, the overwhelming menthol smell was a bit sentimental. I applied it to my neck and area between my breasts, and was transported back to my childhood. In a few minutes, the medicated area was warm, and the vapors were wafting up towards my nose.
Immediately I felt better. I don't know how much of the effect was psychological, but it didn't matter to me. If it works, it's good.
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Soup's On
Tonight is our regular "Guys and Dolls" night with some old friends. The men get together and play poker, and the women gather separately for dinner and socializing. This month was my turn to host.
Yesterday I woke up feeling a bit "off", and it got worse as the day went on. After lunch I cleared my schedule for the rest of the day and took a 2-hour nap. Pepper the cat thought that was wonderful; he curled up on my lap and slept with me. Tony brought dinner home and put it on the table. We ate, cleaned up, and went into the family room where I promptly fell asleep on the couch until Tony roused me at bedtime. After washing my face and brushing my teeth I fell into bed and slept another 10 hours.
When I woke up this morning I felt better, but not great. I wondered if I should continue with my hostess role, but just in case I was contagious I decided to let someone else do it. I made a call and relinquished my duties, then laid in a patch of sun on the family room floor and dozed.
Tony was doing volunteer work today, so I had the house to myself. All morning I did five- or ten-minute tasks punctuated by some type of rest. Start the laundry, read the newspaper. Scoop the cat litter, sit on the couch and leaf through a magazine. Put the dishes in the dishwasher, look at emails. Amazingly, I got quite a bit done. At lunchtime I made a frozen pizza, then since I wasn't going anywhere today I wondered what I'd have for dinner.
I decided that making a pot of beans (which don't take a lot of fussing over) would fit in with my lack of energy. I'd done a lot of the prep work earlier in the month, when I made ham stock from a Christmas ham and froze it, along with a container of diced ham to add to the finished soup. On the next shopping trip, I bought a bag of Great Northern beans so I'd be ready when inspiration struck. Today was the day!
I quick soaked the beans, boiling them and letting them set for an hour. When the hour was up, I put the pot back on the stove. I chopped an onion, a clove of garlic, and two carrots and added them to the pot. After things came to a boil I reduced the heat and cooked the beans for 45 minutes. Close to the end of the cooking time, I seasoned the beans with salt and pepper, then added the diced ham and a large handful of dried parsley flakes. The resulting soup didn't look colorful enough, so I found some chives in the freezer and dumped them in too.
The finished product:
The soup was good, and even better with a little hot sauce splashed in. Good thing we like beans, because there's enough soup for several meals!
Yesterday I woke up feeling a bit "off", and it got worse as the day went on. After lunch I cleared my schedule for the rest of the day and took a 2-hour nap. Pepper the cat thought that was wonderful; he curled up on my lap and slept with me. Tony brought dinner home and put it on the table. We ate, cleaned up, and went into the family room where I promptly fell asleep on the couch until Tony roused me at bedtime. After washing my face and brushing my teeth I fell into bed and slept another 10 hours.
When I woke up this morning I felt better, but not great. I wondered if I should continue with my hostess role, but just in case I was contagious I decided to let someone else do it. I made a call and relinquished my duties, then laid in a patch of sun on the family room floor and dozed.
Tony was doing volunteer work today, so I had the house to myself. All morning I did five- or ten-minute tasks punctuated by some type of rest. Start the laundry, read the newspaper. Scoop the cat litter, sit on the couch and leaf through a magazine. Put the dishes in the dishwasher, look at emails. Amazingly, I got quite a bit done. At lunchtime I made a frozen pizza, then since I wasn't going anywhere today I wondered what I'd have for dinner.
I decided that making a pot of beans (which don't take a lot of fussing over) would fit in with my lack of energy. I'd done a lot of the prep work earlier in the month, when I made ham stock from a Christmas ham and froze it, along with a container of diced ham to add to the finished soup. On the next shopping trip, I bought a bag of Great Northern beans so I'd be ready when inspiration struck. Today was the day!
I quick soaked the beans, boiling them and letting them set for an hour. When the hour was up, I put the pot back on the stove. I chopped an onion, a clove of garlic, and two carrots and added them to the pot. After things came to a boil I reduced the heat and cooked the beans for 45 minutes. Close to the end of the cooking time, I seasoned the beans with salt and pepper, then added the diced ham and a large handful of dried parsley flakes. The resulting soup didn't look colorful enough, so I found some chives in the freezer and dumped them in too.
The finished product:
The soup was good, and even better with a little hot sauce splashed in. Good thing we like beans, because there's enough soup for several meals!
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Monday, January 23, 2012
If Only My Crystal Ball Had Been Working
My boss informed me last week that Big Boss would be in town today and, among other things, stopping by the mall Customer Service desk.
The last time I saw Big Boss was during my training back in June, and I've talked to her on the phone a couple of times since then. Since I don't see her often, I wanted to make a good impression. Yesterday I polished my nails, and thought about ironing my no-ironing-needed work shirt so it would look extra nice, but that idea slipped my mind until I opened the closet to get ready for work today. (The best laid plans...) After I put on the nicest-looking shirt, I chose my best work pants and belt, and added a pair of newer earrings I bought at one of the mall stores. Today my hair decided to be uncooperative, but I did my best to comb it into submission. I left the house a little earlier than usual, in case there were traffic issues to worry about. There weren't.
When I got to work, I noticed that the Boss had already cleaned up the desk area, including vacuuming the carpet, but I dusted everything again and made sure things were tidy. I didn't know what time Big Boss would be here, but word on the street was it would be after lunch. The mall opens at 10. At 11, I cleaned the desk area with a damp rag. At noon, I straightened everything again. One o'clock came and went, and still no sign of Big Boss. My Boss showed up at 2 for a meeting with her, and stood around until his phone rang ten minutes later. It was Big Boss, saying she was running late.
She showed up fifteen minutes before it was time for me to clock out at 3:00. I could have saved myself a lot of worry if I'd known that.
The last time I saw Big Boss was during my training back in June, and I've talked to her on the phone a couple of times since then. Since I don't see her often, I wanted to make a good impression. Yesterday I polished my nails, and thought about ironing my no-ironing-needed work shirt so it would look extra nice, but that idea slipped my mind until I opened the closet to get ready for work today. (The best laid plans...) After I put on the nicest-looking shirt, I chose my best work pants and belt, and added a pair of newer earrings I bought at one of the mall stores. Today my hair decided to be uncooperative, but I did my best to comb it into submission. I left the house a little earlier than usual, in case there were traffic issues to worry about. There weren't.
When I got to work, I noticed that the Boss had already cleaned up the desk area, including vacuuming the carpet, but I dusted everything again and made sure things were tidy. I didn't know what time Big Boss would be here, but word on the street was it would be after lunch. The mall opens at 10. At 11, I cleaned the desk area with a damp rag. At noon, I straightened everything again. One o'clock came and went, and still no sign of Big Boss. My Boss showed up at 2 for a meeting with her, and stood around until his phone rang ten minutes later. It was Big Boss, saying she was running late.
She showed up fifteen minutes before it was time for me to clock out at 3:00. I could have saved myself a lot of worry if I'd known that.
Sunday, January 22, 2012
B-Ball
Last night I did something I haven't done for 30 years when I went to a college basketball game. The home team was the Saint Louis University Billikens.
The Billikens men's basketball program has been around since the 1940s, but I've never watched them play live. Tony had found a great promotional deal, so he was in charge of getting the tickets. The promotion had several games to choose from, but based on what we had on the calendar he picked a match against the Duquesne Dukes. I didn't know anything about Duquesne. Turns out it's Catholic university in Pennsylvania, and another Atlantic 10 Conference member.
We left for the game about 50 minutes before tip off. It would normally be a 25 minute drive, but we ended up in a several-block-long traffic jam that stretched from the top of the highway exit ramp to the parking garage, and were still in the lobby for the singing of the National Anthem. However, we were settled in our seats when the players were introduced and the game started five minutes later. Chaifetz Arena, where the Billikens play, has a little over 10,000 seats. We were closer to the top of the arena than the court, but still had a good view. Our seats were at the end by the student section and the band, and there was a lot of energy coming from the area.
I'd forgotten how great it is to watch basketball live. It's a fast-paced game, and last night's match was particularly exciting. The Billikens dominated most of the game, and the final score was 68-41. After the buzzer sounded people started filing politely out of the arena. I expected a huge mess getting out of the parking garage, so I stopped at a bathroom on the way to our exit, then we followed the stream of bodies out the door.
Much to my surprise the parking garage was surprisingly easy to leave. At the exit all of the traffic was being funneled in one direction, and there were patrol officers directing things along on the street. We were in the wrong lane to get on Interstate 64 west towards home, but it was OK; Tony knew an alternate route that had us heading in the right direction in no time. All in all, a great night.
We left for the game about 50 minutes before tip off. It would normally be a 25 minute drive, but we ended up in a several-block-long traffic jam that stretched from the top of the highway exit ramp to the parking garage, and were still in the lobby for the singing of the National Anthem. However, we were settled in our seats when the players were introduced and the game started five minutes later. Chaifetz Arena, where the Billikens play, has a little over 10,000 seats. We were closer to the top of the arena than the court, but still had a good view. Our seats were at the end by the student section and the band, and there was a lot of energy coming from the area.
I'd forgotten how great it is to watch basketball live. It's a fast-paced game, and last night's match was particularly exciting. The Billikens dominated most of the game, and the final score was 68-41. After the buzzer sounded people started filing politely out of the arena. I expected a huge mess getting out of the parking garage, so I stopped at a bathroom on the way to our exit, then we followed the stream of bodies out the door.
Much to my surprise the parking garage was surprisingly easy to leave. At the exit all of the traffic was being funneled in one direction, and there were patrol officers directing things along on the street. We were in the wrong lane to get on Interstate 64 west towards home, but it was OK; Tony knew an alternate route that had us heading in the right direction in no time. All in all, a great night.
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Get The Facts
A couple of weeks ago I learned it was Braille Literacy Month, and wrote about a Website that allowed you to convert text to Braille. Based on that post, I got an email from Online Colleges (which, according to their Website, is "a resource for online education") letting me know they'd posted an article I might be interested in called "15 Facts to Share During Braille Literacy Month".
Back in 1824, when Louis Braille developed his system, there was no audio technology to assist blind people. Now, of course, they have a multitude of ways to take in information. However, based on what I read, it sounds like Braille is still a vital method of communication. Among other things, I learned:
Back in 1824, when Louis Braille developed his system, there was no audio technology to assist blind people. Now, of course, they have a multitude of ways to take in information. However, based on what I read, it sounds like Braille is still a vital method of communication. Among other things, I learned:
- Every widely-spoken language has its own Braille system, and there are also systems for math, computer science, and music.
- Six-dot Braille cells have 63 possible combinations
- The Missouri School for the Blind (right here in St. Louis!) was the first American educational institution to use the Braille system in 1854.
- Eighty-five percent of legally blind students attend mainstreamed classrooms where the teachers don't know Braille, but more than half the states now have laws that require blind children to have access to Braille resources.
- With accommodations, 75% of legally blind people can read printed materials.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Put A New Face On
I only wear makeup when I go to work, and then it's just foundation, mascara, and blusher if I'm feeling particularly fancy. Back in the summer when I was interviewing for jobs, I bought some cheap foundation at Wal-Mart, which is just about gone. It was time to get more, but I wondered if I should try something better. I work at a mall; there are a lot of places to get cosmetics!
One of the things I do when I start work at the Customer Service desk is check out the sales on the mall's Website in case a customer has any questions. Today, though, the information helped me out. I noticed that this month one of the stores was offering a discount on makeup for anyone who had a January birthday. That would be me!
After my shift was over I walked down the mall in the opposite direction of my usual route, ending up at the store. I'm casual acquaintances with several of the salespeople at this store, and one of them said she'd be happy to assist me. I got comfortable on a tall chair while she told me all about the benefits of loose mineral powder foundation. After hearing her pitch, I decided to try it.
First I used a cleanser-soaked gauze pad to remove the makeup I had on, and another with water to remove the cleanser. The salesclerk tried several colors of foundation on my face to see which one worked best. The store was pretty dead, and at one point there were two other clerks weighing in with their opinion, too.
Once the proper color was picked, the demonstration began. The salesclerk made up one half of my face, explaining everything as she went along, then told me to do the other half. It was easy to do (a big selling point). The makeup was very lightweight, and it didn't feel like I had anything on (which was an even bigger selling point). At the end of the demonstration I liked the way I looked, and ended up purchasing a kit that contained foundation, blusher, powder and some makeup brushes. It was more than I thought I'd be spending when I walked in the store, but my birthday discount saved me quite a bit.
Now I just have to remember how to apply tomorrow morning.
One of the things I do when I start work at the Customer Service desk is check out the sales on the mall's Website in case a customer has any questions. Today, though, the information helped me out. I noticed that this month one of the stores was offering a discount on makeup for anyone who had a January birthday. That would be me!
After my shift was over I walked down the mall in the opposite direction of my usual route, ending up at the store. I'm casual acquaintances with several of the salespeople at this store, and one of them said she'd be happy to assist me. I got comfortable on a tall chair while she told me all about the benefits of loose mineral powder foundation. After hearing her pitch, I decided to try it.
First I used a cleanser-soaked gauze pad to remove the makeup I had on, and another with water to remove the cleanser. The salesclerk tried several colors of foundation on my face to see which one worked best. The store was pretty dead, and at one point there were two other clerks weighing in with their opinion, too.
Once the proper color was picked, the demonstration began. The salesclerk made up one half of my face, explaining everything as she went along, then told me to do the other half. It was easy to do (a big selling point). The makeup was very lightweight, and it didn't feel like I had anything on (which was an even bigger selling point). At the end of the demonstration I liked the way I looked, and ended up purchasing a kit that contained foundation, blusher, powder and some makeup brushes. It was more than I thought I'd be spending when I walked in the store, but my birthday discount saved me quite a bit.
Now I just have to remember how to apply tomorrow morning.
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Blondie
Sent to me by a friend...
Excerpts From The Diary Of A Blonde:
January - Took new scarf back to store because it was too tight.
February - Fired from pharmacy job for failing to print labels. Helllooo! Bottles won't fit into typewriter.
March - Got really excited. Finished jigsaw puzzle in 6 months. Box said 2-4 years.
April - Trapped on the Macy’s escalator for hours after the power went out.
May - Tried to make Kool-Aid, but the instructions were wrong. Eight cups of water won't fit into those little packets.
June - Tried to go water skiing. Couldn't find a lake with a slope.
July -Lost breast stroke swimming competition. Learned later that the other swimmers cheated and used their arms.
August - Got locked out of my car in rain storm. Car swamped because soft-top was open.
September - The capital of California is "C", isn't it?
October - Hate M&M's. They are so hard to peel.
November - Baked turkey for 4 1/2 days. Instructions said 1 hour per pound and I weigh 108.
December - Couldn't call 911, because there's no "eleven" button on the stupid phone.
Excerpts From The Diary Of A Blonde:
January - Took new scarf back to store because it was too tight.
February - Fired from pharmacy job for failing to print labels. Helllooo! Bottles won't fit into typewriter.
March - Got really excited. Finished jigsaw puzzle in 6 months. Box said 2-4 years.
April - Trapped on the Macy’s escalator for hours after the power went out.
May - Tried to make Kool-Aid, but the instructions were wrong. Eight cups of water won't fit into those little packets.
June - Tried to go water skiing. Couldn't find a lake with a slope.
July -Lost breast stroke swimming competition. Learned later that the other swimmers cheated and used their arms.
August - Got locked out of my car in rain storm. Car swamped because soft-top was open.
September - The capital of California is "C", isn't it?
October - Hate M&M's. They are so hard to peel.
November - Baked turkey for 4 1/2 days. Instructions said 1 hour per pound and I weigh 108.
December - Couldn't call 911, because there's no "eleven" button on the stupid phone.
What a year!!
Monday, January 16, 2012
Are You Who I Think You Are?
About 45 minutes into my shift at the mall Customer Service desk the other day, a woman asked me if there was any way I could page ‘Juan’ and ‘Jose’, the two foreign exchange students she’d brought to the mall with her. They hadn’t shown up at the designated meeting place, and she’d forgotten to get their cell phone numbers.
This mall doesn’t have a paging system, so I told her she might have better luck talking to a mall patrol officer, but if they walked by me I’d hail them and send them her way. She described them--two teenage Hispanic boys that were taller than her. (She looked like she was about five feet tall, so that could be just about any teenager.) The boys were wearing jeans and tee shirts, but she couldn’t remember what color the shirts were, or if they had a logo on them. Not a lot to go on, but I told her I’d try.
Up to that point I hadn’t noticed any Hispanic teen boys. Now it seemed like they were everywhere! Every time a pair walked within speaking distance, I’d get their attention and ask if they were the ones I was looking for. Most of them just looked confused and said no; a couple of them moved a little faster to get away from the crazy lady.
I never talked to the correct boys, but the woman never came back, so I suspect she caught up with them. If I were her, the first thing I’d do is get their cell numbers and add them to the contacts in my phone!
This mall doesn’t have a paging system, so I told her she might have better luck talking to a mall patrol officer, but if they walked by me I’d hail them and send them her way. She described them--two teenage Hispanic boys that were taller than her. (She looked like she was about five feet tall, so that could be just about any teenager.) The boys were wearing jeans and tee shirts, but she couldn’t remember what color the shirts were, or if they had a logo on them. Not a lot to go on, but I told her I’d try.
Up to that point I hadn’t noticed any Hispanic teen boys. Now it seemed like they were everywhere! Every time a pair walked within speaking distance, I’d get their attention and ask if they were the ones I was looking for. Most of them just looked confused and said no; a couple of them moved a little faster to get away from the crazy lady.
I never talked to the correct boys, but the woman never came back, so I suspect she caught up with them. If I were her, the first thing I’d do is get their cell numbers and add them to the contacts in my phone!
Friday, January 13, 2012
Another Year Older...
My work schedule is the same from week to week, and I always have Wednesday off. When I realized that this year the day off coincided with my birthday, I asked Tony to clear his schedule and join me on an adventure. It was wonderful!
Our adventure actually started Tuesday night, when we had a reservation for the Moonrise Hotel. I left work on Tuesday and drove east instead of west, ending up at the University City Loop--a six-block long stretch of Delmar Boulevard with dozens of shops, restaurants, and entertainment venues. Even though I've been in the Loop many times over the years, this time it felt special. The Moonrise opened in 2009 at the eastern edge of the Loop area. I've walked by it before, and stopped in to get information, but this was my first time checking in. The lobby of the hotel has a great sound system, a stunning light-up staircase, and a light wall. It's full of moon-themed art and display cases of spaceships, lunar pop culture items, and figurines. Our room continued the funky lunar theme, with modern-looking bedding, furniture, and lighting.
We put our bags in the room, changed clothes quickly, and walked to dinner at The Melting Pot, a fondue restaurant several blocks from the hotel. We had fondue for our appetizer, entree, and dessert. The only thing that didn't end up on the end of a skewer was our salad. After dinner we strolled back to the hotel. Most of the stores we passed were already closed, but we did some window shopping along the way and figured out which places we wanted to go into the next day.
I expect a quality hotel to have a good mattress, soft pillows, and fluffy towels. The Moonrise had all that, and more. There was a clock/radio/ipod docking station on one side of the bed, a relaxation sound machine on the other, and a connectivity panel on the desk (which we used to charge our phones). The bathroom was stocked with the standard shampoo/conditioner/shower gel/body lotion, but they were all spa-quality. The shower cap came in a sealed package, and another package contained a cuticle "pusher" and emery board, which came in handy for a raggedy fingernail.
Before bed Tony took a shower, and came out raving about the overhead rain shower head. I wanted to try it, too, but didn't want to go to bed with wet hair. I looked at the shower cap package and was pleasantly surprised to see it also contained a tiny white terry band that I used to put my hair into a ponytail, which the slipped easily into the cap. Tony was right; the shower was wonderful.
We slept in, and after a great breakfast in the restaurant we checked out, put our suitcases in the car, and started exploring. The weather made it easy to have a good time; the temperature was almost springlike, and I soon wished I'd brought a jacket instead of my winter coat. First we walked through some residential areas, then ended up at the Loop. In 2007, the American Planning Association named the Delmar Loop "One of the 10 Great Streets in America." There's a lot to do there. The stores that had been closed the night before were all open, and we had a great time shopping. We stopped at the Chuck Berry statue that was installed last year, and a man offered to take our picture.
After we'd thoroughly investigated both sides of the Loop area, it was time for lunch. We drove a short distance to Winslow's Home, a general store/restaurant. All the inside tables were full, so we sat outside. By this time I'd swapped my coat for a jacket. That was better for popping in and out of stores, but not quite enough for al fresco dining. It was a little chilly so we didn't linger. I had a taste for ice cream, so we drove to a Baskin-Robbins halfway back to our house. I got a scoop of Reese's Peanut Butter Cup in a bowl and ate every last drop.
After all the big meals and desserts I felt the need to exercise some more, so our last activity was driving to a county park that had a nice walking path. Thirty minutes later and two circuits around the park were enough. It was time to go home and back to reality.
Our adventure actually started Tuesday night, when we had a reservation for the Moonrise Hotel. I left work on Tuesday and drove east instead of west, ending up at the University City Loop--a six-block long stretch of Delmar Boulevard with dozens of shops, restaurants, and entertainment venues. Even though I've been in the Loop many times over the years, this time it felt special. The Moonrise opened in 2009 at the eastern edge of the Loop area. I've walked by it before, and stopped in to get information, but this was my first time checking in. The lobby of the hotel has a great sound system, a stunning light-up staircase, and a light wall. It's full of moon-themed art and display cases of spaceships, lunar pop culture items, and figurines. Our room continued the funky lunar theme, with modern-looking bedding, furniture, and lighting.
We put our bags in the room, changed clothes quickly, and walked to dinner at The Melting Pot, a fondue restaurant several blocks from the hotel. We had fondue for our appetizer, entree, and dessert. The only thing that didn't end up on the end of a skewer was our salad. After dinner we strolled back to the hotel. Most of the stores we passed were already closed, but we did some window shopping along the way and figured out which places we wanted to go into the next day.
I expect a quality hotel to have a good mattress, soft pillows, and fluffy towels. The Moonrise had all that, and more. There was a clock/radio/ipod docking station on one side of the bed, a relaxation sound machine on the other, and a connectivity panel on the desk (which we used to charge our phones). The bathroom was stocked with the standard shampoo/conditioner/shower gel/body lotion, but they were all spa-quality. The shower cap came in a sealed package, and another package contained a cuticle "pusher" and emery board, which came in handy for a raggedy fingernail.
Before bed Tony took a shower, and came out raving about the overhead rain shower head. I wanted to try it, too, but didn't want to go to bed with wet hair. I looked at the shower cap package and was pleasantly surprised to see it also contained a tiny white terry band that I used to put my hair into a ponytail, which the slipped easily into the cap. Tony was right; the shower was wonderful.
We slept in, and after a great breakfast in the restaurant we checked out, put our suitcases in the car, and started exploring. The weather made it easy to have a good time; the temperature was almost springlike, and I soon wished I'd brought a jacket instead of my winter coat. First we walked through some residential areas, then ended up at the Loop. In 2007, the American Planning Association named the Delmar Loop "One of the 10 Great Streets in America." There's a lot to do there. The stores that had been closed the night before were all open, and we had a great time shopping. We stopped at the Chuck Berry statue that was installed last year, and a man offered to take our picture.
After we'd thoroughly investigated both sides of the Loop area, it was time for lunch. We drove a short distance to Winslow's Home, a general store/restaurant. All the inside tables were full, so we sat outside. By this time I'd swapped my coat for a jacket. That was better for popping in and out of stores, but not quite enough for al fresco dining. It was a little chilly so we didn't linger. I had a taste for ice cream, so we drove to a Baskin-Robbins halfway back to our house. I got a scoop of Reese's Peanut Butter Cup in a bowl and ate every last drop.
After all the big meals and desserts I felt the need to exercise some more, so our last activity was driving to a county park that had a nice walking path. Thirty minutes later and two circuits around the park were enough. It was time to go home and back to reality.
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