As usual, I spent the weekend with GFJ. This week, she drove down to stay with me. And this gave me the excuse NOT to hang out with Lili as she wanted to drive all over the place to look for a formal dress that will fit her right. I don't mind doing this for her, but I am booked up for the better part of the next 10 days.
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On Friday, I tried to confirm a Saturday morning breakfast with Maria. She told me that her husband had to go to the hospital earlier in the week because he stopped breathing as a result of a severe allergy to pollen and mold. When I texted her, they were at his internist to have her husband examined. And she wasn't sure yet whether we were on or not for the next day. Since I never got a call back, or a return message, I sent her a couple of texts to say that I would assume we were postponing for 2 weeks unless she replied to me that night. Since I didn't hear from Maria, I told GFJ that we could wake up late Saturday morning and do something for ourselves that didn't require meeting other people.
We went out late in the afternoon and took a drive to the Yorktown Diner, and then walked around BJ's for a while, and picking up a couple of things I could use, but didn't absolutely need. And then, we spent a quiet evening at home.
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Sunday came, and we went out to see The Producers (1968) for a 50th Anniversary showing. (TCM and Fathom Events show a classic film on two days each month at selected theaters.) As usual, GFJ had a hard time staying awake during the show. We were sitting in reclining seats, and both of us were cozy enough to have slept for the entire 2 hours. GFJ couldn't keep her eyes open for the whole film without an occasional nudge from me. But I was laughing through the entire film. When the film ended, we went to Fantasy Cuisine in Hartsdale, where Vicki #2 and I once had some fantastic soup dumplings. Again, GFJ enjoyed my selections in food, save for the sesame cold noodles. I guess she trusts my taste in ordering Chinese food.
We drove home, so that we could rest a little before before going out for a walk. As we entered the driveway, we saw my Nosy Neighbor in the parking lot talking with another neighbor. I guess that she'll be happy when her place is finally approved for sale - she's getting rid of an expense that is draining her bank account, and we are possibly getting a nice neighbor. (I can't say more right now. I'm already bordering on what I can and can't say as a member of the board.) Since I won't be home when applicant's interview is scheduled, I'll find out the result of the decision as if I were a "normal" tenant. One thing I can say - I'll be glad when the nosy neighbor is gone in all meanings of the word.
After resting for a little while, GFJ and I went to walk along the Hudson River. It was mildly chilly and breezy - nice weather for a walk. Both of us needed to sit at points along the trail. But it was a nice way to close out our weekend.
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I'm not sure of whether this happened on Saturday or Sunday. But Lili adopted a new puppy. With all the "Sturm und Drang" going on in her life right now, does anyone think that she needs the headache of training a new puppy? I don't. But I won't say anything to Lili about this, save that I won't be available enough to take care of her pets if she goes on vacation while I do other things....
Lili wants me to go dress shopping with her tomorrow, but I don't see that happening. I have to be at Arts Westchester at mid day, and Lili has to go to her internist to have the fluid buildup in her tummy dealt with. It seems as if excess fluids are building up, now that the drains are removed. As a result, the surgeon wants her internist to administer a drug to deal with this AND use a syringe to suck out what is already in the area recently operated on. Hopefully, she won't need my help this week.
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The next bit of odds and ends regards The Cat Lady (TCL). She has a personal ad out on Plenty of Fish. Recently one fellow exchanged messages with her and suggested that she send him her email address or to call him (both bypassing POF's terms of service). TCL was rightfully freaked out when this fellow called her land line. (She never gave out any personal contact information, and had no idea how this person could get it.) We chatted for a bit, and I dictated an email that she sent off to POF warning them of a potential data breach. She still has a few doubts about her upcoming retirement, but I think she'll be OK when she gets another income stream going in addition to her pension.
And I thought this was weekend was going to end quietly....