Thursday, Oct. 14

Up around 7:30 this morning, and did a treadmill session and weights exercises after breakfast. Hubbie had a Master Gardener meeting at 10 a.m., but before he went to the meeting, he took our male juvenile kitten to the vet to be neutered. We'll be taking him on an upcoming trip, along with the juvenile female, and we didn't want him to get any ideas while we're gone. The female will be spayed in mid-November.



The kitten was ready to be brought back home by 1 p.m. He did fine upon his return, but he was wobbly from the drugs, so he fell over every few steps. He finally decided to sleep it off. The female didn't know quite what to make of it, but she let him rest and didn't pester him to play.



I spent the morning while Hubbie was away uploading the images I'd taken of former President Clinton yesterday, and ordering prints at a one-hour service, and then running a computer update.



Hubbie returned around noon, and we had a lunch of leftover soup. Other than washing a load of laundry and doing a couple of other household chores, it was a slow afternoon. So Hubbie and I decided to watch a couple of one-hour shows I'd recorded on DVR.



Later, we went to a Cajun chicken restaurant to use a couple of certificates for free dinners that Hubbie had won at our county fair last July. Mother stayed home today, so she didn't go with us to the restaurant.

I was hoping for grilled chicken, but all that was offered in the combo dinners was deep fried, so we ordered two take out boxes of those. Before we left to pick up the chicken, I had the presence of mind to put a few small sweet potatoes in the oven to bake.

By the time we stopped by the WDCS to pick up my one-hour photos, filled the truck with diesel, then picked up the chicken and came back home, the potatoes were ready.

I ate a couple of pieces of the meatiest chicken portions, so that I could remove the breading and still have meat left. It was apparent to me, once I'd peeled the chicken, that folks are paying a steep price for deep fried breading, because I had a mighty pile of it on my plate.

Each combo order came with a side and a biscuit, so I ordered coleslaw, and Hubbie ordered red beans and rice. We shared the veggies, but I gave him my biscuit.

This restaurant has been in our town for a couple of years, but we've never visited it before tonight. And now we know we probably won't be going there again.

After supper, we continued to watch TV.

Funny: I forgot to mention that at the community theater board meeting Tuesday night, a couple of wasps began flying around the living room of the member at whose home we meet. Just after the meeting began, one of the wasps swooped down and landed in a private part of my lap. I shot out of the chair and batted at the beastie with my copies of the meeting agenda and financial report. The wasp flew out a door leading to the sun porch.

"Well," said one of the board members, "that was our entertainment for the night."