Up at 6:30 to get ready for water aerobics. The pool was wonderful again. Today, though, there was an enormous spider on the pool wall near the water, and one of the ladies prevailed upon the lifeguard to dispatch it. He wasn't too thrilled about dealing with it, but he did it anyway.
Back home, after I got ready for the day, I did this and that around the house, getting ready for a trip this weekend to see a new great-grandbaby. Hubbie accompanied Mother to our house, and she fixed chicken salad for our lunch.
After lunch, Hubbie and I ran errands...to the hydroponic farm for tomatoes, and to an auto repair shop to get our windshield wipers replaced. One of them was so bad, the rubber part had detached.
Then we went to a Mexican restaurant to pick up cheese dip and chips, and to the WDCS for groceries, and to two other grocery stores...one for cobbler mix, and one for on-sale loaves of bread.
Back home, Mother joined me in the kitchen, where she prepared a variety of vegetables to use with the cheese dip, while I baked a chocolate cake and a peach cobbler.
By the time we finished those chores, it was time to fix supper. Tonight, we had biscuits and gravy, and scrambled eggs.
I accompanied Mother to her house afterward, and then Hubbie and I settled in front of the TV. Watched a 2007 movie called, "South of Pico," in which an awful tragedy occurs that is witnessed by four strangers...a waitress, a doctor, a limo driver, and a young teenage boy. Viewers are taken through the twelve hours leading up to the tragedy, in which each of the witnesses experiences extreme frustrations. What they do following the tragedy ends up defining them.
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