Wednesday morning I put in a few hours on the pickleball courts while Donna showed our visitor, Bill Frahm some sights. They went to Old Town Scottsdale. When Bill and Donna came home a little past noon, Bill gifted me with a bottle of Glenmorangie single malt Scotch whiskey. He gave Donna a bottle of red wine. I forgot to mention in my last post that Bill also generously picked up the dinner tab at Barrio Queen Monday night. Thanks Bill!
Wednesday evening Donna packed her clothes for a trip to Cincinnati where she’s scheduled to visit the Proctor and Gamble (P&G) research center. She was busy getting ready for her trip but she still managed to whip up a great dinner. I don’t remember what it’s called, but it was pan fried chicken with a spicy cream spinach sauce over pasta. It was excellent.
Chicken with sauce over pasta
Thursday morning Donna was up at dark-thirty. A driver was picking her up at 4:30am to take her to the airport for her 6am flight. When I got out of bed at 7am Donna sent me text saying she was still at the airport – her plane was grounded with a mechanical issue. She wouldn’t make her connecting flight in Dallas. Her contact at P&G was working on new travel plans.
She was re-routed on a Delta flight through Minneapolis departing around 10am. What a long morning! She would arrive in Cincinnati at 6:20pm where a driver would take her directly to a dinner function. Whew! During her layover in Minneapolis she changed clothes and refreshed her cosmetics so she would be ready for the dinner. What a long day!
I planned to reheat leftovers from the night before, but I was out of paper plates. We use paper plates in the microwave oven, our regular dinner plates aren’t microwavable. After a couple of cold ones with the crew at Lucky Lou’s I stopped at the little Walmart grocery store by the RV park for paper plates. While I was at it, I decided to pick up a take and bake pizza. Other than grilling, I don’t cook much anymore. Life with Donna keeps me out of the kitchen.
At the entrance to Walmart there was a small crowd. I walked up and saw a young boy – maybe 10 or 12 years old had some kind of seizure. He was on the ground semi-conscious and I could see his chest heaving with short shallow breaths. A woman was trying to comfort him while another woman was on the phone with a 911 dispatcher. I stood a few feet away positioning myself to cast a shadow over the boy. He was laying in direct sunlight – it was about 80 degrees out and the sun was intense.
The woman on the phone told everyone to clear away, the paramedics would arrive shortly. I told her she should stand where I was standing to shade the boy until they arrived. She didn’t understand what I was saying – I explained it to her and she finally got what I was doing. By the time I came out of the store the paramedics had the boy on a gurney and were loading him into the ambulance. I hope he’s okay.
My dinners aren’t as elegant as Donna’s
Today I’ll remove the plastic body parts from the Spyder to check the air filter and look everything over. The body work appears to be a real pain to remove and install. When I had a Ducati Superbike that was always the hard part when I worked on it. They have dozens of fasteners holding the tupperware in place.
Donna will return from her trip late tonight. Other than the Spyder project, I don’t have any plans for the day.