Today’s prompt asked me to write about faith. I suppose that could go with the near-religious fervor too many apply to mainstream politics.
Even though I could probably tie in the election results to the prompt, I really don’t feel like doing that. Not today. Maybe I’ll write about it later, maybe I won’t write about it at all. We’ll see. No, I’m not happy or disappointed; “both sides” have no willingness to fix the things they’ve screwed up over the past 35-or-so years.
Instead, I’m going to focus on the trip. I was in a casino in Biloxi on election night dealing with pho I’d over-spiced. (It still tasted good, but I added way too much hot pepper…)
Getting to the Coast, I took a direct flight from DC to New Orleans. My brother took a flight from a different airport, we met up in the finally-finished New Orleans airport, then took his rental car to Biloxi.
He and I ended up not gambling at all; just no desire.
The night my brother left, I finally got my retirement treat to myself, whiskey and oysters. I ordered an appetizer of fresh oysters, along with a cup of soup. Since I couldn’t decide whether I wanted whiskey or a Martini, I asked the bartender for her recommendation. She made me a very nice Old Fashioned to go with my food. So, winning..
Overall, the trip worked out. I flew first class on the trip home after Coach-Plus for the trip down. The flight between DC and New Orleans is only 2:20. If I packed lightly, I could probably forego checking a bag.
In keeping with minimalist travel approach, I found a good laundry service who did about a week’s worth of laundry. Maybe not less-expensive than the charge for manual laundromat trip, but not terribly far off, either. I think the total was like $22, and I just paid them $35. So, we’re looking at probably $15 for the materials to do the laundry; is my time worth more than the extra twenty bucks? Yep.
And I had clean clothes to wear to the combined birthday party for my mom and grandfather. I think, though my mom really wasn’t terribly coherent. I suppose that’s to be expected for someone in memory care.
The day before I left, I went over and had lunch with Mom. She was worried about getting her report cards finished. We finally got on a FaceTime call with her best friend, my godmother. Unfortunately, there were only a few moments of coherence, she dozed off about twenty minutes in.
More tomorrow; quite tired after medical stuff this morning.