I went to lunch at the Village Inn, in Mesa, with my friend Joan Higgins on Wednesday. The pies here are renowned and I intended to try a piece. But, the entree was so filling I never got a chance. Their sign is really good advice.
I hadn’t seen Joan in two years and that happens with my ramblin’ lifestyle. Joan lives in Miwuk, near me in Murphys. She’s a snowbird and spends winters in Mesa.
But, on the other hand, ramblin’ means I get to see people I wouldn’t have seen in many more years than that. My cousin Karen lives in Apache Junction. Still in her hospital uniform, we had breakfast when she got off shift on Thursday morning.
Yesterday, I did some yoga, went swimming while the washing was running, and late in the day, watched an episode of PBS’s Downton Abbey on my computer, a program I’ve become addicted too. It has one more episode to the conclusion.
Joan gave me a great line. She said, “I’m not going on a cruise, I’m not getting a face lift, so I might as well spend it on my kids.”
Two lessons learned: Eat dessert first, I can do that. And, I’m not going on a cruise or having a face lift. Might as well spend the money. (It works like manure and makes things grow.)