Recovery Day

Today was a day of recovery. I spent most of it napping, trying to shake this cold. Otherwise we were watching The Mummy, eating Mel’s French Toast, or watching her play Super Mario 3. She invited us to play but I suck so badly I get more enjoyment from cheering her on. We gathered our strength long enough to go see a 5:00 Bourne Supremacy. Sooo glad we watched the other one last night. Was not disappointed – action packed Matt Damon. Upon return Andy had made me chicken soup while the other girls enjoyed sloppy Joes and salad. There was Angel Food and the few strawberries she’d saved from the heap for dessert.

Finally watched Mel kick more Mario butt and finished off with a conversation about parents and boys (or girls, in Andy’s case). Mel and Andy related how the first sight of Andy and Rick in all black scared the heck out of Mel, so she just went back to reading her Beowulf. Rick almost asked Mel out, but Andy warned him. “She’s mine.” How romantic. His proposal consisted of opening a joint wedding account. He told her when she thought there was enough money in the account, they’d set a date for their wedding. And if she decided she didn’t want to marry him and just wanted to screw him over and take the money, that was okay too. Such a practical man.

Tomorrow we’re going to The King of Prussia Mall and Valley Forge. Sound like fun? Bed is calling. Actually, Clare looks like she wants me to turn off the light. Her hearing aides are out… that’s a sure sign. Time to go.