1. Lately, most of our family dinners have been on Sunday, but this weekend we met on Saturday because it's the weekend of the Elks Crab Feed. I drove up to the Elks around 3:30 and purchased our crabs and Christy, Paul, and Carol arrived at 5:00.
Christy brought a superb crispy fresh Caesar salad, Romaine lettuce with Parmesan cheese over the top and we had the choice whether to add croutons (awesome croutons) and anchovies (I loved anchovies on mine) and whether we wanted Caesar (my choice) or Italian dressing.
Carol brought fresh and delicious ciabatta bread seasoned with terrific herbs.
Our crab was fresh, tender, moist, and delicious and we had a great time cracking, pulling, making noises of satisfaction, and talking about a wide array of topics.
2. I admit it.
I'm self-conscious about how the house looks when I host family dinner. This is only a problem because I regard myself as a lousy house cleaner. I gave the sweeping, vacuuming, cleaning of surfaces, spiffing up of the bathroom, and clearing up of the piles of papers and books and other things I like to have out in plain sight a strong effort, but I look at the areas I've cleaned and always think the job could be done better.
No one hassles me these days about how crummy I spiff things up, so this sense of falling short is coming from within me.
Luckily, when Christy, Carol, and Paul arrived, not one of them drew upon the movies and said in their best Bette Davis (Beyond the Forest) or Elizabeth Taylor (Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf) voice, "What a dump!".
3. Here's what else is on me.
First of all, the good news. Sleeping later than I used to has helped improve the mild vertigo/dizziness/lightheadedness/brain fog I've been waking up with over the last eight months.
But, there's another complicating factor.
His name is Gibbs!
Now, for me this is sleeping in: Saturday morning I didn't get out of bed until about 8:45.
I discovered that Gibbs had needed to go out earlier.
I could tell from the quantity of what he voided that he'd been holding his solid and liquid waste for a long time.
He rarely goes in the house, by the way.
So, I need to continue to get the sleep I need and also I need to do whatever it takes to make sure Gibbs goes out back in a timely manner.
Gibbs and I can work together and make this work!
He's a very good boy.
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