Sunny And In The Fifties In Dallas

Tyler Heads Back To  Boston

Ready For Work And School

It's 7:30 and I have been up for an hour, enjoying my flat white espresso and coffee.  I am becoming a fan.  Rami was up as well and is upset because his CrossFit gym moved recently and still has no electricity.  It looks like a nice day in Dallas and we are meeting Evie's sister Jean for lunch.

Yesterday was uneventful, as we hung out most of the day.  First, once everyone was off to work or school, Evie and I helped Tyler get ready for his flight to Boston.  He was hoping to catch a flight before Boston got snowed in, the flights canceled.  Once he was packed, Evie made him a couple of sandwiches for his trip and he took an Uber early to the Dallas/Fort Worth airport.  His flight was an hour and a half late taking off but he made it to Boston by 6:15.  He was a happy boy to get home and make his flight. 

Beth was home from her class by 10:30 and we sat around making lists for dinner the next couple of nights, trying to figure out what we needed, what we wanted. So we then drove off to another one of our favorite grocery stores, Central Market, about a 15-minute drive. It's right up there with the newest and largest Wegman's.  If we didn't have discipline, we might have dropped a bundle of cash because everything looks so good, from meats to bread,  fruits and veggies, to ready-made foods.  We ended up bringing home some chicken tortilla soup and freshly made tortillas for lunch.  Just walking the aisles is a fun experience. 

I had the soup and black bean quesadillas for lunch before going upstairs to read and take a nap.  I must have been really tired because I must have slept close to two hours, waking up around 3:30. After my nap, I took Kaia out for the third walk of the day.  It's a great neighborhood to walk in because each house is different from the next, all interesting architecturally, mostly brick or stone.  They must have been built before the invention of cookie-cutter homes, like the bland conformity of Ryan Homes.

Levittown, Prototypical American Suburb: 1947-1952

It was Levittown that started the idea of mass-produced, affordable housing.  Obviously, this part of Dallas did not get the message.

With My Buddy

We decided on turkey burgers for dinner, a favorite of Beth's family.  She mixed ground turkey with shredded zucchini, red onion, garlic and onion powder, and Italian parsley.  It's Jill's recipe and quite good.  Rami cooked them out on the grill and Evie roasted cauliflower while Beth made a salad.  I watched and sipped my wine until dinner time.  The burgers were great, loaded with a slice of cheddar, mayo, tomato, and onion.  One was enough for me with the salad and cauliflower, knowing, however, we had pumpkin pie for dessert. 

After Dinner Dog

We watched a new movie on Netflix called The Report, but everyone left for bed before it was over at 10:30.  I was the last man standing as truth triumphed over politics in the end. It's the story of the CIA's attempts to hide their torturing of prisoners after 9/11 which was contrary to the law. They even hid it from the President or he just did not want to know, the easy way out.