Sunday, January 25, 2009

Flashback!

There is a small cafe here in our town which actually started out as a sort of coffee and tea house and a place for aspiring poets to go and hear themselves recite. We had never been there, but on a recent day, saw that they are now serving breakfast and lunch. So, not being ones who ever pass up an opportunity for a new adventure... we dropped in for lunch.
Shades of the sixties!! It was hippyville all over again from the very colorful walls to the somewhat beat-up overstuffed love seat & coffee table taking up a large area in the small 'cafe'. The tables and chairs were an eclectic* (translation: nothing matched) combination, and there was not much room to move about the room. The paraphenalia of the 60's (people with their bongs) had been replaced by people with their laptops. We weren't ever hippies, altho we did dress up as hippies once for a costume party; however, we do remember that era.
So, we stepped up to the counter and ordered... a salad and a sandwich, both of which involved chicken salad... than sat at a teeny table to await our repast. There was one nice-sized table there but it was covered with jigsaw puzzle pieces and hovered over by a very serious puzzle lady who did not welcome any company. After about 20 minutes, we were told that they didn't have any more chicken salad & would I care for turkey... and would Ramon care for salmon salad on his salad. He would. So finally, I got my organic whole wheat bread* (translation: very dense and very dry) sandwich and the Mr. got his salad with a blob of salmon salad (he swears it was tuna) and we finished up & left the sixties... hopefully for the last time.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

What's with these Huecker feet??

It started with me last August. I tore a tendon in my foot while doing nothing more interesting than taking a step. So I hobbled around for six weeks in very stylish casts (purple, pink and blue). In December, grandson Anthony was a passenger in a Rhino, an ATV which is all caged in (perfectly safe). Somehow, it turned over and all would have been okay except that, instinctively, Anthony stuck out his foot... and broke a couple of bones. He was sporting a cast for 3 weeks but is castless now and doing fine.
Then, just last weekend, d-i-l Emilie managed to kick the raised brick platform around their wood burning stove and O-U-C-H... broke her middle piggy. Since it is almost impossible to put a cast on a piggy, she is taped up and wearing a special shoe. And... walking very carefully.
Listen up Hueckers! Be careful out there...

Monday, January 19, 2009

A New Love

Yes, ever since Christmas Eve 2008, there is a new love in my life. He is round and flat and I call him Sparky. He is a little robotic vacuum cleaner and, listen up girls, every woman's dream! I just set up a couple of electronic barriers to keep him from straying too far, push his button and he zips around back and forth, in circles, in loop-de-loops cleaning his heart out. He will eventually run out of energy but if he is in the same room as his charger, will mosey over to it and hoist his little butt up onto the magic buttons all by himself. In a couple of hours he is ready to do it all over again. Who could ask for anything more?

Thursday, January 15, 2009

What now??

Oh wow... I just signed up to be a blogger... and I don't even know what that means! Maybe I'll just ramble for a while and see what happens.
Today the Mr. had an MRI on his head at the VA in West Los Angeles (translation: a six hour drive gets us there and back home). The good news... there IS a brain in there and we think it's in pretty good shape. I'm only too happy to chauffeur my beloved to his various appointments... even though mostly... when I drive for more than four hours... when I get out of the truck, I want to be standing in front of a casino!!