Saturday, October 25, 2014

Hanging Out With The Albarrans For The Weekend

Granny with Amanda and Marisa
With Sweet Marisa
Too Much FUN
It's 7:15, just beginning to get light and I have been up since 6:45, having slept in some.  It's just me and Cody at the moment.  I fed him, let him out and in and he's happy, waiting no doubt for the moment when I say, "Do you want to go for a walk?"  He will jump up, do a dance and run for the back door.

We took it easy yesterday, surprisingly tired from our trip.  Evie still is bothered by a prickly heat rash though a lotion we bought, recommended by the dermatologist, really helps also and the cortisone cream should start taking effect in the next couple of days.  So she stayed in most of the day, getting things organized in our car and some in the house, helping out Beth.  Not a lot to day, just some getting organized for our trip back on Monday.  Beth spent a good part of the day at Stamford Hospital, volunteering to do Reiki for patients on the orthopedic wing.  She had another good day, as the nurses seem to appreciate her help in dealing with the pain of their patients.  She worked with eight patients, taking up to forty five minutes with each one, so she was exhausted when she got home but happy with the outcome.  My only task was to pick up Evie's medicare card which we left at the doctor's office and return to the pharmacy to have a bill adjusted with her medicare card.  No Trader Joe's, Costco, or Stew Leonard's yesterday, just a walk with Cody late morning after a shower.  

Nancy and Amanda
Around 2:00, Beth's good friend Nancy stopped by, dropping off her daughter Amanda for the afternoon as she had a meeting in Greenwich.  Amanda is Marisa's age, had the day off, and was waiting for Marisa to come home at 2:45, then the two of them were off to an art class at 4:30.  They have been friends for three or four years, and both are Irish dancers.  Mitch came home also around 3:00 and brought his girl friend Mimi, a sophomore at Darien High School.  They have been friends since spring and see a lot of each other.  In fact, today, Mimi's parents are taking Mimi and Mitch to New Haven to see a Yale football game.  Mitch hung out with Mimi in his room until Evie brought out the Treasure Chest for Marisa and Mitch, but also Amanda and Mimi.  They had a great time picking out treasures and mood rings were the top choice along with some silly stuff they always pick out, like a tongue tattoo.  Mitch and Mimi left with Mitch's friend Tommy around 5:30 to go out for pizza, just about the time that Nancy came back, Amanda's Mom.  

Mitch and His Friend, Mimi
Mimi and Mitch In New York City
We opened a good bottle of white wine, in a square shaped bottle (packaging is everything), and Nancy, Beth, Rami, Evie, the girls and I sat down in the sun room with cheese and crackers.  It was fun, the girls very funny together, and we caught up on all the news since Nancy had moved.  

No one wanted to cook, so we ordered out from Blue Ginger, the local Chinese/Thai place and had a really good meal, the favorites, stuffed dumplings or pot stickers and long green beans with pork. Everyone enjoyed the meal, most going back for seconds...those girls are good eaters.  Like a good guest, I filled the dish washer and Evie cleaned the kitchen while Beth and Nancy talked and said good by.  We then adjourned to the sun room to watch Project Runway though I walked Cody during the first part of the show.  It's the kind of show all ages enjoy so it was fun to watch it with Marisa. A little after 10:00, the show ended and Evie took Marisa up to bed, the rest of us following.  I am just about finished with the new Jack Reacher, decent but like many of these types, the ending, the 'gotcha' part is far fetched, especially when the odds are 8 against 1, the 1 is Reacher.  Guess who triumphs.  
A Portrait Of A Woman,  By Beth, Our Multi Talented Daughter
Not sure what is in store for today.  Marisa has Irish dancing from 1:30 to 3:30, other than that, the day is open for doing something or nothing.  

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