Sunday was destined for greatness. Why? Because I was finally going to have a decent cup of coffee! And not just any coffee, but glorious coffee with actual American creamer. To top it off, Dave, in a stroke of breakfast genius, whipped up some bacon. I was in hog heaven (pun intended). Sadly, the weather was awful, so I spent the day inside, glued to my blog and “General Hospital.”
As for the Superbowl? Skipped it. My only interest was the quarterly score for my pool squares. Football? Not my thing. Halftime shows? Pass.
Then came the Albus Awakens saga. 2:30 AM: barking at shadows. 3:00 AM: demanding a potty break. Dave, unfortunately for me, ignored him. Eventually yours truly had to drag herself out of bed for a middle-of-the-night dog walk. Consequence? Wide awake until 5 AM, although it did give me the opportunity to watch a video of the halftime show on Youtube. Despite not being my type of music, I appreciated the story arc and artistry involved in the performance. IMHO, it was well done.
But the real fun started when Dave found a note on his car: “You’re so loud every cottage on the hill can hear your phone conversations.” Ouch! Guilty as charged, I’m a loud talker, and the patio is my usual phone booth. But seriously, people, just talk to me! No need for unsigned notes. Dave spent the day playing detective, but honestly, I’m not losing sleep over it. I can only control my own behavior (except, apparently, the volume of my voice).
Tuesday rolled around, and Dave and I braved the cool, windy, sporadically rainy weather for dinner and drinks in town. We managed to dodge the downpours, had a great meal, and settled in for the night.
1:45 AM. One eye opens. Albus sees this as an invitation to party. Nope! Time for some retraining. He’s been slacking on his pre-bedtime potty duties, too busy chasing leaves and lizards. After twenty minutes of persistent harassment, the garbage trucks arrived, and he switched to barking. Sigh.
I finally got up to use the bathroom, only to discover Albus had beat me to it… twice. Once in front of the toilet, once in the shower. After cleaning up that mess, I was wide awake. Of course, I was a zombie when Dave’s alarm went off at 6:30 AM and announced “Saba Good Morning!”. Yes, that is actually what the alarm is programmed to say.
The news then dropped some strangeness on us: a ten-day ground stop over El Paso, Texas, with no explanation other than “security related.” No flights in or out for ten days? Super weird. I called Dave, and we went down a rabbit hole trying to figure it out. Fingers crossed it’s nothing too crazy.
The rest of the day was uneventful. Anise and Jennifer opted to stay in due to the weather, so I made plans to stay in as well. By midday, the ground stop had been lifted, but the reasons for it were still murky.
That night, I made Dave wait out Albus on his bedtime walk, and I actually got to sleep through the night! Hallelujah! But my joy was short-lived. I woke up craving coffee, only to discover the machine was dead. Riding the no-caffeine train today!
Dave picked up a replacement coffee maker, but things are getting dicey! The hardware store was out of stock, but he managed to snag one at the store above Big Rock Market. The catch? It’s a tiny one, only capable of making four cups instead of twelve. Still, it’ll work for now.
Dave requested chocolate chip cookies, so I got to baking. I used the smaller bowl, which was a terrible idea. Mixing was a nightmare, and I kept spilling batter everywhere. But hey, they tasted great in the end!
So, that was my week. Full of ups, downs, and a whole lot of Albus-induced chaos. Stay tuned for the next installment!