Vacation days are not supposed to start with plans to go to the doctor, especially at eight in the morning, but what can you do? I was glad that I was there so that Scout did not have to go alone.
Following her appointment, we had plans to go to San Clemente and have lunch with MsBuffante then to walk around Laguna Beach with Scout's BigSis. Well, as soon as Scout emerged from the exam room I knew that wasn't going to happen.
Scout called and cancelled with her sister, and I phoned MsB, who wisely preminisced that our plans were not going to materialize, and was prepared to journey down south to see us for dinner. Scout thought this was a great alternative plan, and offered to whip up my favorite salad and spaghetti dinner. It was a go.
We set to some minor chores about the house - I replaced some lightbulbs and then did some neglected gardening work and random heavy lifting and errand-running. It was then time for napping, one of my favorite parts of vacationing and being with Scout.
MsBuffante arrived, and even though it had been about ten years since we last had seen each other, it felt as though no time had passed at all. She told us a hilarious story of how she was impaled like a unicorn with six feet of blinds coming out of her forehead, and her quest to just get a stitch or two (it took 28 stitches) and make it to her son's school function. Funny gal that MsBuffante.
The Rombauer Zinfandel was a hit, being a favorite of both Scout and MsB. Who knew? She was also a big fan of the Glorious Salad, which is good to know because it is a tedious process to hand toast those pepitas on an electric stove. Scout is a saint for doing it without complaint. I took over for her this evening, and let me tell you, it gets boring right quick.
It certainly was a pleasant, warm evening with great food, company and a chance to reminisce about days gone by.
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