We're chilling out, watching the FSU/Wichita final game. I got out this morning and took some pictures and will be attaching a few.
No big news since my last post. We had dinner again at Steve and Michelle's last night: another banquet of about a dozen dishes. There was beef curry, a Thai chicken dish, almonds sauteed in syrup, stuffed grape leaves, a fancy rice, many dips, many appetizers, many different breads, and ribs off the grill. We also met some new people, mostly from Great Britain, including a retired undercover cop from Manchester who had lots of interesting stories. Paul and Jenny brought their new resident of Paradise Gardens: a three-week-old howler monkey abandoned by its mother that has to be fed every two hours. We all took turns cuddling and feeding him. Jenny makes his "nappies" (she and Paul and British) out of paper towels.
Steve and Michelle sold their house at last and must be out by the end of the month. So they're frantically trying to put up some type of abode on their property in Chorcha. Ergo, he hasn't started on the waterfall and fish pool yet. In the meantime, Edwin is really whipping the garden into shape, being freed of weedeating and mowing by Juvenal.
We had Juvenal's birthday party at our house about two weeks ago. He made an excellent chicken dish, and Demaris and her clan came with potato salad and rice. The chicken was so delicious that I demanded that Juvenal show me how to cook it, so, when he and Demaris were here working on Thursday, he prepared lunch for us. I thought I had all the ingredients but had forgotten cilantro. No problem, he said, and ran out and found some in the garden that I didn't know I had. I made the rice dish, Demaris a fancy salad, and the dogs helped out by being constantly underfoot. Juvenal remarked that it is fortuitous that we have a large kitchen.
Larry was down for over a month with an inflamed sciatic nerve. We tried our friend Roady who is a chiropractor, our friend Mary Ellen who is a massage therapist, but finally went to David to see a neurologist. He gave Larry a prescription anti-inflamatory and codeine for the pain--cost: $40. Larry couldn't withstand the codeine so took only one dose, but the anti-inflammatory got him through the worst of it. He hasn't been able to play golf for a month but plans to return Tuesday. I'm gladder than he is.
