1. I did a little bit of touchup on my housecleaning efforts and then vaulted into the Camry and blasted over to the Spokane airport. On my way, I stopped at Pilgrim's and bought some bakery items, thinking Debbie might welcome a snack after traveling for over eight hours (Newark to Chicago to Spokane).
I was right.
Debbie plopped herself into the front seat and enjoyed an almond croissant as we made our way out to I-90 and cruised back to Kellogg.
Time flew between Spokane and Kellogg. We had a lot to talk about and we succeeded in getting each other caught about life in Kellogg and life back east. I enjoyed how easily we fell right back into our conversational rhythms and we definitely laid a solid foundation for more conversation to come.
2. Back in Kellogg, Debbie had a joyous reunion with Gibbs and was happy to walk into our newly spiffed up and sparkling (was it really sparkling? Ha!) house.
Mid-afternoon, we did two things together we hadn't done since before the transplant surgery.
First, we went to Radio Brewing together and enjoyed lunch and continued our catching up conversations.
3. Then, again, for the first time since May 2024, we went to The Lounge together. I'd been cautious about going to The Lounge for over a year after the surgery and the times I did visit, I was by myself.
It was a blast.
We plunked ourselves at the bar. Cas and Debbie resumed their witty repartee after a three month's absence and I piped in on occasion with a quip or two.
Debbie was tired, though, having been up since just past midnight our time to get ready for her 6 a.m. (EST) flight out of Newark.
So, Debbie had one cocktail, I enjoyed one Bud Zero, and we ended our scintillating return to The Lounge, and eagerly look forward to many visits together to come.
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