I slept well. Unfortunately, while sleeping, the pus crusted asshole LA Dodgers won the series game. I hate them. Though I am watching game four right now. And not enjoying it.
I finally got out of bed this morning at eight. I had been awake for an hour. Might as well see what’s going on. I timed it well. Only Dad was up and he had already made coffee. That’s nice. He even had milk. He never has milk.
We sat and drank coffee and read the paper. No one else was moving at all. Michael showed himself about 20 minutes later. Carly still asleep. Everything this morning moved really slow. Dad had thought we were gonna go out to breakfast. Think again. Michael and I decided to go get our cars cleaned since no one was moving.
We headed out to a well rated hand wash place close by. And, I must say, they did a fantastic job. The gal working the line apologized for the cost, 46$ for in and out and tires and wheels. I told her that’s 160$ in Sacramento. And I appreciate the low price. We took a comfortable seat in their patio and waited. He cars were washed out of our line of sight so I can’t comment on that. But the drying area was right in front of us. The best thing was how they dried. Each person drying had a rag in one hand and a compressed air hose in the other. They blasted all the water out of the cracks as they went around the car. They got them DRY. Nice to see. No water spots. They used the air hose on the mats to dry them. When I got my car back it was clean. Really clean. Michaels same way. And all dog hair gone too. Which is a real test.
Michael drove home. I drove around a bit. Just to entertain myself. And look around. I went home after.
Since Dad did not get his brunch or breakfast out, we decided to go out to lunch. Michael identified some deli or other for lunch. Dad was familiar with the place and agreed it was good.
Head em out. Move em on. To deli. Place was kinda small and the tables were way to close to each other. Did not appear anyone was complaining. Well, I had a Caesar salad with chicken. Ok. Everyone else had a sandwich of some sort. All good but not great. We still enjoyed our lunch together. We always have fun together.
We went to the meat shop on the way home. Quality Meats is an awesome meat market and I frequent the place when I am here. Today, we each got meat for dinner to drive home. That way I can have a nice steak for dinner. I chose an overlarge top sirloin and Michael picked three beautiful bone in ribeyes. Kinda rich for me.
Back home. The kids were anxious to head back south. I can’t say I was anxious to go home but I have a 930 appointment in Auburn tomorrow. Would like to be rested for that. At home. So, we all took off at the same time. Them to the badlands and me to home. All glad to be out of Visalia.
My drive was uneventful. Traffic was off and on and it took a long time to get home. Only one pee pee stop. Gas was good, needed none. I got home by just after six. Emily has locked the house down so I was locked out. Nice. I had to wait for her to get home in order to get in. Lovely. She did finally show up, ten minutes later.
I unloaded the car. Emily was on the phone. Fed the dogs. Fed the cats. Got the BBQ burning. Spiced the steak which after a long ride was at room temp. Perfect. Emily stillnon phone. I got some asparagus in the steamer to go along. And a bourbon cocktail to make the old lady happy. Et voila, dinner is served.
We watched game 4 of the series while we ate. That was six innings of pain followed by the Red Sox kicking LAs ass for 3. I hate LA and this was a wonderful game for us Giants fans. If I can’t watch the Giants win, I want to watch LA lose. Cuz they suck. And I hate them. Death to LA. 9-6 Red Sox. Lead series 3-1.
We are going to bed now. Only 930. Emily is tired. I could go a couple more innings. But I gotta go with he woman. She leads. Bedtime.