Thursday, August 31, 2006

He Can See!

Yesterday, Ron had cataract surgery on his right eye. Now both of his eyes are done!

We had an earlier surgery appointment this time. Ron was scheduled at the surgery center at 8:15 am. That is a bit easier when you're on that stupid restriction of nothing to eat or drink after midnight. We showed up on time and ready.

The only "bad" news we had was that instead of Ron going through the surgery under twilight anesthesia like for his left eye, this time he was to go fully under anesthesia. According to the doctor, Ron fought him so much during the first surgery, they didn't want to take any chances. So, Ron got the full dose of the happy juice!

That little stumbling block aside, Ron came through surgery like a trooper. The recovery time took a little longer since he was under more medication this time, but other than that, piece of cake.

This morning, we went back to see the doctor to get the patch off and to make sure all looked good with the eye. The doctor did say that the pressure in his eye is slightly elevated. So be honest, I'm not exactly sure what that means. But, it was decided that one prescription of eye drops to be administered once a day to his right eye should do the trick.

His vision in the right eye is 20/20 and in the left 20/25. His distance vision is as close to perfect as he can ever remember it being. Unfortunately, because the astigmatism wasn't corrected with the cataract surgery, all is not perfect. His close vision is blurry at the moment. Until his eyes settle down, we don't know exactly what his vision will be for a few weeks yet. But, to get him through now, we stopped and picked him up a pair of reading glasses from the pharmacy. With the glasses he can finally read again.

It's just amazing how much better he can see. The funniest thing, shortly after the patch came off and we had left the doctor's office, Ron headed for the men's room. When he came out, he looked at me in all seriousness, and said "hey - when did the doctor add all these gray hairs to my head?" HA! Man, that had to be the greatest line of the week. It really is amazing how much better he can see now.

That's the news for now. His next follow up appointment with the eye surgeon is next Friday. There will be an update as soon as I have more info to pass along. For now, it's time to put in his eyedrops!

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

I Am T-I-R-E-D

What a night last night. Before y'all get your hopes up and your dirty minds racing, it is NOT what you're thinking.

For some reason, last night I was exhausted when I got home from work. We went out for a quick dinner and by the time I got back home, I did nothing but fight to stay awake. It wasn't even 8:30 yet last night and I lost the fight. I said good night to Ron and I collapsed into bed. I was hoping I was done for the night.

Boy was I wrong.

I was up around 11:30 for a potty break. Crap, I was mad. I thought I refuse to open my eyes all the way because once I finished peeing, I was going right back to bed. Well, that part worked as planned unfortunately, falling back asleep wasn't part of my plan. I laid there, trying to convince myself that I really was falling back asleep. That lasted for about an hour. At 12:30, I gave up that fight.

So, Ron headed to bed and I was getting up and out of bed. That just sucks.

I sat and watched some shows I had taped on the DVR, I played bingo on Pogo, then I heard me at 2:30 in the freakin' morning it sounded like someone was breaking into the house. What do I do? Wake Ron up at 2:30 in the morning? Lock my self in the bathroom and hope the intruders don't find me? (Please note - our bathroom door doesn't have a lock so this option was quickly discarded.) Walk downstairs and check out the noise myself? Oh my, what is a girl to do?

Yes, my imagination is a little overactive when I'm punchy tired. A minute or so later, I see lightening outside. Aha. That's when I figured out that the sound I heard a bit earlier was just thunder. Ok, I am safe for another night.

Since I was safe, I finally turned off the computer and the taped shows and headed down to my recliner. I think I've written this before, but it bears repeating. There is nothing worthwhile on television at 3:00 in the morning. Nothing.

I had just convinced myself that I was just going to go up and jump in the shower and actually show up to work at 6:00 a.m. Figured this way I could get out early! Nice plan, huh? Unfortunately, just after 5:00 a.m. I made the mistake of falling asleep in my recliner. I dozed for just over an hour and then I ended up feeling like poop the rest of the day.

I am still fighting sleep. I am trying to make it to 10:00 tonight so that I can sleep the whole night through. I have two minutes to go.

Tomorrow is Ron's cataract surgery on his right eye! Keep us in your thoughts tomorrow!

Saturday, August 26, 2006

Happy Saturday

Some days are bad, some days are good and once in awhile you get a really great day in there. Today was one of them days.

Ron and I just went for a day out today. We had lunch then went for a ride. I heard a restaurant I knew moved into the neighborhood, so I wanted to drive over and see if we could find it. Once that was confirmed, we thought we'd just take the lake road back towards home; the scenic route.

Once we got closer to home, I thought let's go down to the river and just walk around at the Black River Landing. You know, one of those local places that when you live close by, you never take full advantage of! It's a beautiful place. The city was having a back to school festival, and we walked around looking at a few things. Then we decided to walk over to the river. They have a nice boardwalk up and down the river and it's just very peaceful, very beautiful. And, I happen to really enjoy just watching the boats go up and down the river.

Where the road goes over the river, there is a "singing" bridge that will split at the middle with both sides lifting straight up to let taller ships or boats through. It's really cool when that happens! While we were standing there, we heard the bell whistle signaling that the bridge was about to go up. As long as we're there, we thought we'd stay and watch what was coming through. It could be a big barge headed in to port, it could just be a tall sail boat, it could be just about anything.

Imagine my surprise when we saw the Brig Niagara coming though! Talk about a blast from my past! With most of my life spent in Erie Pennsylvania, I have never seen this ship actually on the water. While it wasn't under the power of sail, it was still an awesome sight watching this magnificent ship come into dock right at the Black River Landing! The only camera we had was Ron's phone camera so he took the picture posted above. You can even see the road raised on the left of the picture!

It sounds silly, but this really made me emotional. Maybe for my lost youth, I don't know. Maybe just the magnificent sight of this old ship right in front of me. I felt the history before me, and in a way, I felt honored just to be there.

We really do need to take more advantage of what we have right in our own backyards. I would have driven a lot farther to see this, and here we are lucky enough to have this two miles from our house. What a great day.

Friday, August 25, 2006

Home Grown

Ron and I have a little garden. Well, Ron does. We have three tomato plants, not sure what brand they are, three cherry tomato plants that are the bomb, and three yellow sweet pepper plants. It's a start at farming.

As for the big tomatoes, we've only had a few harvested so far and they've been ok. The cherry tomatoes are so sweet, it's like popping candy! I'm telling you, they are the bomb! We could stand out at the plants and eat them as fast as we pick them off of the vine. The sweet yellow peppers, we had no clue about. They sure did look like green peppers for a long time and I thought that perhaps the sticker was mismarked on the plants.

Ron did some research on the internet to find out that they are green peppers left to ripen longer on the vine they will turn into the sweet yellow peppers. Awesome! Who'd have thought? I'm not a big fan of green peppers, but any other color of pepper I love.

The other night, Ron picked the first of the yellow peppers. The first dish we chose to jazz up with our home grown peppers was some brats with fried peppers and onions. WOW!

The brats were just fried up in a pan, and the onions and peppers were mixed with a dash of olive oil, some salt and pepper, and then added liberally to our brats. There was a lot of lip smacking going on at dinner at our house! Holy cow, they were so awesome.

You just can't buy them like that at the store. Don't be surprised if our whole yard turns into a garden next year. I think we're getting the hang of this farming stuff!

Thursday, August 24, 2006

Ron Update - Good News!

Ron had his one week check up yesterday on his left eye. The good news is that all is progressing well with that eye. His vision at the moment is very close to 20/20. With his astigmatism, that might change a little but, but not expected to change much. He was given a new schedule for his eye drops, which has him tapering off of them one drop at a time.

The bad news is that there is such a disparity between his left eye and his right eye, that he's having trouble seeing. He can see out of one eye or the other at any given time, but he's having issues trying to use both eyes at the same time.

Back to good news! He has been approved to have cataract surgery on his right eye now! Yahoo! Even better news is that his surgery is scheduled for next Wednesday, August 30th! He just has to hang in there one more week with his vision problems and he should be a new man.

I guess this means I have to go back to shaving my legs once he is able to see.

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Meet me at Rockne’s

I have a client down in the Akron area. Since she had a birthday recently, I called and told her I’d like to take her to lunch to honor her special day. We decided to meet at a place called Rockne’s, which has some of the best sandwiches around. Order their fish sandwich and it’s like getting a side of Moby Dick. It’s awesome!

We all know I’m directionally and geographically challenged. I don’t know my own area let alone the Akron area. Since Ron is originally from the Akron area, I deferred to him as which Rockne’s we would meet at.

He suggested the Rockne’s on West Market Street. So, I relayed that info to my contact. How can I screw up something so simple as “Rockne’s on West Market Street”. Well, I did screw it up!

We were supposed to meet there last Saturday afternoon at 1:30 p.m. Ron and I were even early, showing up about 1:15. I didn’t want to just sit in the car, so we decided to go inside and wait for her in the lobby. We waited. We waited. And we waited some more. Finally, about 1:35, the place is getting pretty busy, and the hostess suggests that we grab a table and she’ll send our third party back to us. Fine by me, I’m getting hungry!

Another ten minutes go by, we have appetizers ordered and still she hasn’t shown up. This is very unlike her as she has always proven to be either early or on time at the latest. It’s now 1:45 and still no sight of her.

I decide to go outside and check my phone. I had left my cell phone in the car, so I ran out to check for messages. Sure enough, there she was! She said she was AT Rockne’s, and she was asking where the heck we were! I called her back immediately, and said HEY! We’re at Rockne’s, where we’ve been for ½ hour now and where is she? She assured me she was at Rockne’s on West Market Street. I looked around, saw the street sign at the corner, and I assured her that we too, were at Rockne’s on West Market Street.

I had the bright idea that both of us should meet in the lobby. I was heading in from the parking lot and when I got to the lobby, she wasn’t there. On the phone she was assuring me that she WAS in the lobby and it was I that wasn’t there! Talk about the twilight zone!

Believe it or not, there are TWO - count them TWO- Rockne’s on West Market Street! In all fairness, one is actually in Akron and the one we were at was technically in Fairlawn. Who’d have thought though, huh?

Take this as a lesson. Don’t ever assume I know where I’m going or where I’m supposed to be!

Saturday, August 19, 2006

I've Been Phished!

Wow. I've read a bunch of articles about keeping yourself safe on the internet. I thought I was at least a little savvy when it came to phishing. I couldn't believe that some people would actually fall for something like that.

Today it was my turn to receive an e-mail! I couldn't believe it! ME! Nothing fun ever happens to me.

My regular bank is Fifth Third Bank. The e-mail looked as if it came from Fifth Third Bank but there were just too many flags for it to actually be from my bank. The verbage in the e-mail stated that these instructions were sent to and followed by "all" Fifth Third Customers. I can't imagine that "all" Fifth Third customers have e-mail, let alone an e-mail account that the bank has on file. Plus, there was a link in the e-mail that they wanted me to follow to update all of my personal information for their software upgrade. We all know we should never follow links. You should always pull up the website in a new browser.

So, I did the responsible thing and notified my bank about this e-mail. They asked that I forward the e-mail to their security department which I did. It just tickled me that I finally got something cool in e-mail! Ron gets the Nigerian scam e-mails often but me, never!

We were talking about this e-mail after work tonight and I was anxious to follow the link and see what the bogus form looked like. The amazing thing was they actually took some of the actual verbage and the logo from the Fifth Third Bank site to try to make it look more real.

Every single question that was asked, Ron and I sat here and made up answers. From the account number and password to everything else.

In case anyone wants to know more about me, here are some of the made up answers we gave.

My name is Rosilind.
I have two pets named Killer and Twinkie.
I was born in Texas.
Mother's maiden name is Gonzalez.

We had a lot of fun filling out this form. It gave me a little satisfaction picturing some poor slob sitting in front of his computer, rubbing his hands together, thinking he had another sucker on the line.

Ron and I were just talking about this a few minutes ago when I started this blog entry and we thought we'd go and play again and fill out another form.

Imagine my surprise that the website is now not available. At least I can say now I've been phished!

Thursday, August 17, 2006

Eye Spy

Ron has been recovering nicely, thank you very much.

His eye looks good to my untrained eye. The biggest problem Ron has been having is adjusting to the changed eyesight.

He has really been fighting frustration since the patch came off on Tuesday morning. He can't see with his glasses, he can't see without them. He's been dizzy as all get out on top of it all. We've tried taking the one lens out of the glasses, and putting it back in again. Unfortunately until his brain retrains itself to accept his new vision, there isn't much else to do.

Luckily, Ron said he's not as dizzy as he had been before. At least that is diminishing.

Day by day for now. Here's hoping that the trend continues that each day is just a little better than the one before it.

Monday, August 14, 2006

Ron Update!

Today was the big day for Ron. Cataract surgery day. Ain't he cute?

I think the only bad thing I can say about this was that Ron had a late surgery appointment. When you're on no food or drink after midnight, come 7:00 a.m. you seem to be hungrier and thirstier than you normally are. Unfortunately, his appointment to show up at the hospital was 11:15 a.m.

We were there on time, and he was called back around 11:30. They got him ready and then called me back to sit with him. He had a nice nighty on for a top, but they let him keep his jeans and sneakers on. To complete the outfit, he was wearing a most fashionable hair covering with a big "L" sticker on it for "Left eye". Fashion plate, if ever I've seen one!

They rolled him into surgery before 12:30 and I was speaking with the surgeon by 1:00 p.m. Per the surgeon, the cataracts were removed without incident and the lens was implanted. Ron did very well and the surgeon is hopeful that this has solved his problems with his left eye.

He sat in recovery for a little bit and by the time I was called back into recovery, he was sitting up, dressed, and enjoying an apple danish! Not a bad deal, surgery came with breakfast! We were out of the door and back in my car by 1:30 p.m. I knew all was well with Ron when all he wanted to do was go and have something to eat before we went home.

We hit Bob Evans and did some serious eating before heading home. Ron looked around a bit and then decided it was time for a nap. Gotta love them meds!

For the rest of the evening, Ron is to rest and take it easy. Tomorrow morning we head back to the doctor and the doctor will take off the eye patch and check out his eye. He will go on a drop schedule of antibiotic drops and anti-inflammatory drops. He will have to tape the eyeshield back on at night for a couple of weeks until the doctor is sure the lens has set in his eye as it is not stitched in there. He will have to take it easy for a few weeks, minimal bending over and not lifting anything over 20 lbs.

So there we are. He came through the surgery very well and tomorrow we should have the results on just how successful the surgery was. Until then, I think he'll enjoy his buzz and hopefully enjoy having me wait on him. Check back tomorrow, I'll post his post op visit update.

Addendum: Ron's surgeon just called! 9:30 at night, and the actual surgeon just called to make sure Ron was doing ok. Now that's a bedside manner!

Sunday, August 13, 2006


Today was Ron's last day of freedom. Well, maybe I'm being a little dramatic here, but I'm entitled. It's my blog!

Ron will be laid up for the next few days with his cataract surgery. So, on his last day of freedom, we decided to have an outside kind of day. Since the weather was as close to perfect as you could want, we decided a day on the motorcycle was definitely in order. As a public service announcement here, you really should work up your butt-tolerance on the motorcycle before you take it out for a 150 mile ride.

We were everywhere and then some. We stayed on all back roads, not even coming close to a highway or freeway. I'm telling you it was an awesome day!

Some of the highlights from today need to be noted. On Route 82 are three state/local prisons. One of them has a softball field pretty close to the road. As we were driving by, there were about four or five guys standing near the fence by the road. No worries, the fence was high and topped with barbed wire! But that aside, when we went to drive by, the guys stopped to watch us drive by. One of them was even waving. Aah, the freedom he misses. I didn't want anyone to think that I wasn't all about rehabilitating these inmates, so I indeed waved like crazy right back at him. Hey, it's the least I could do.

When you're on the back of a motorcycle, you really have to sit still. If I start jumping around in the back, or wiggling, I will make the whole bike move and then Ron has to fight to keep it steady. The reason I'm telling you this is because we came close to an accident today because I went crazy on the back of the bike!

It started with something smacking my hand that was on my knee. The next thing I know, something is flying up towards my face before it lands on Ron's back. Now I don't need to know what the heck it is, I already know it's a BUG! I was dumb enough to try to put as much space between me and Ron's back. When you're sitting on the back of a motorcycle that has a back rest, there isn't much space to maneuver. All I succeeded in doing is almost making Ron lose control of the bike. Good thing he's a good driver and kept us upright. Luckily, before I went over the back, I saw it was just a grasshopper. I think he was almost as scared as I was. He caught his breath and then took a hop off of our ride.

All in all, it was just a great day. The only down side is that after 150 miles, my butt is sore. So, now, me and my tired butt need to go. It's going to take Ron the rest of the night to get the snaggles out of my hair.

Saturday, August 12, 2006

August 12, 1997

Nine years. Nine years ago today.

I sat by your bed and I held your hand. I remember talking to you, though now I don't remember what I said. I remember holding your hand though. I was afraid to let go.

Suddenly, your eyes opened, but I don't think you saw me. A single tear made its way down your left cheek. Why were you crying? What were you looking at? Were you afraid? Were you happy? Did you know I was there?

I wiped the tear from your eye and I held your hand tighter. I told you I loved you. I told you I would be ok. I told you it was ok to let go. I'd be ok . . . we'd all be ok. Finally, your last breath came and you were gone. I still held your hand and told you I loved you.

Nine years later, I still reach for the phone to call you when something good happens or to tell you when I'm worried. Not a day goes by that I don't think of you. I still can't believe you're not there. I miss you so much.

I love you, Mom.

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Not Again!

I just started an audit today, and this one is a one person audit. So, I’m on my own. Sometimes I’m ok with that. This audit is just on the outskirts of downtown, in an industrial area. That part is kind of scary because there are trains to deal with, the roads around here have not been repaired in as long as I’ve been on earth and the general area seems to be in disrepair. Probably not a good idea to be around here by myself at night for sure.

I thought I was kind of familiar with the area, so I decided to venture out for lunch. I know there is a Subway over by the Red Cross Blood Bank. In my mind, that wasn’t too far from where I was, so I decided to try to find it. Well, the shortest distance between two points may be a straight line, but that is not the way I chose to go. Somehow I ended up back on the freeway just to get off at the next exit, and from there I found my way to Subway. Ok, not too bad.

My problem was coming back. The building that I am working in was not here when I tried to come back after lunch. Someone moved it on me! Somehow I spent over ½ an hour trying to find my way back.

Round and round I went. I’m not sure what I was looking for, but I sure wasn’t finding it. I only know how to get to the building where I am performing the audit from the freeway. I was on surface streets, and I was looking for a street that is only a few blocks long to begin with. Needless to say, I wasn’t finding it. Finally I gave up and decided the heck with it; I just needed to find the freeway again. It was a long way, but at least I knew how to find this street from there. And there are big green signs posted to tell you how to get to the freeway. Just as I started to implement this new plan, I recognized this crazy intersection. You stop at a stop sign, where your intersecting street is an off ramp from the freeway, and about 30 feet after the stop sign is a traffic light. There is actually a sign posted there that said “Obey traffic laws after stopping at the stop sign”. Gee. No kidding? What am I saying? At least I recognized that!

So one more time around the block, I had turned myself around and finally was on the right path. Sure enough, I saw the street sign for the street I needed. Holy crap. What a lunch hour.

From now on, I’m packing my lunch. No Subway sandwich is worth all this!

Monday, August 07, 2006

What's My Sleep Number?

After a week with a sleep number bed, I still have no idea what my sleep number is. To make matters worse, no number on the dial seems to be any better than the one before it.

Yes, I succumbed to an infomerical for the sleep number bed. I haven't slept a night through in my bed in probably over a year. We need a new bed. I've watched the infomercials. I even sent away for the information packet complete with a longer commercial for the bed on DVD. We've read all of the information and we've watched the DVD. You know what? They still don't tell you everything.

Basically, we paid $1,800 for an air mattress. Just when I think I can't be any dumber, I pull out my credit card and prove myself wrong. Ok, spending that much for an air mattress and have it be everything they say it is in the commercial might have vindicated me in some small manner. But, since I still haven't slept a night through in the bed, I'd say all this proves is I really am an idiot.

The bed came in like three boxes which Ron was nice enough to put together without me. My only talent in building things is pretty much holding the flashlight. Anyway, he set up the bed and we both jumped in with our respective remote controls to adjust our sides of the bed. In case anyone is interested, you may only adjust one side at a time. When one person is playing with the remote, the other person's remote is disabled.

We both had a chance to play with our remotes, and we both have been playing with them all week. I've tried a setting from 15 to 80. Nothing impressed me. It's still an air mattress. Actually, it's TWO air mattresses. So, there is this hard ledge that is the bed form, going down the middle of the bed. I guess if we didn't sleep in the middle of the bed that night not be an issue. However, one of us is having to adjust on top of this divider every night. And there is the joy of having to get up and out of the bed in the morning. The bed form goes all the way around the mattress. So, in order to get out, you have to get up onto the form and then get out of bed. Ugh. What a waste of money.

We've both decided that this is not a good idea. When I ordered the bed, we were told that we have 30 nights in which to test the bed and then send it back if we don't like it.

Well, I don't like it. At all. It sucks. I'm calling tonight to send it back. I still need a new bed.

Saturday, August 05, 2006

Pass Me A Burger

It's been a great week for cookouts!

This past Wednesday, we celebrated Dad's birthday a few days late here at our house. Jim was nice enough to bring Dad out for the evening, and Mike came over to join in on the fun.

Poor Ron played chef out in the heat and cooked us up some fantastic brats (heavy on the carbon, just like I like 'em!) burgers and some BBQ chicken legs for Dad. Hey, it's his birthday, might as well cook his favorite. To round out the menu, I made some macaroni salad and Ron made his famous ranch beans. They are always a winner every time he makes them. I'll have to see if I can get him to part with his recipe and pass it along to y'all.

Dad had a great day, and we ended up eating a lot, telling a lot of stories, and of course, laughing a lot. Days like these are just good for my soul. Thanks to Jim for making it all happen.

Today was Ron's turn! His sister Susan had a family picnic and once again, a great day was had by all! The burgers and the dogs were awesome and everyone brought a side dish. Ron's choice was again the ranch beans and I'm telling you, they were a hit. Not one bean was left over!

Everyone on Ron's side is also doing well. It's amazing how big the kids are all getting! All of them are under the age of six I'd say, and when you only see them once or twice a year, it's amazing to see how tall everyone got, or now one is walking, it's just amazing. They sure don't stay small long, do they.

So, another day of great food, great conversation and my favorite part, lots of hugs.

Anyone else having a picnic, just let me know. We are all about good food and good fun. We'll even bring the ranch beans!

Thursday, August 03, 2006

Ron's Baby Blues

Ron has been dealing with a cataract in his left eye for at least the last five years. Cataracts are funny things. You may have them, but they won't do anything about them until they "ripen". Once they ripen, they are ready to be "plucked". So, we had to wait for Ron's cataract to ripen!

His last eye appointment was in October. He was told that not only did his left eye have one cataract, but it actually now had two cataracts and was indeed ripe for plucking. As a bonus to that, he was also informed that his right eye now also had started developing its own cataract. Lucky guy, huh?

Ron waited until the time was right to take care of this problem. Luckily, the time is now right! He had his first appointment with an eye surgeon this afternoon.

He received a thorough examination from two other staff members and then we had a consult with the surgeon himself. This guy had great bedside manner. He explained everything that would happen to Ron in surgery from the sedation, to the surgeon saying a prayer before he starts the procedure to Ron's recovery. Then he left us in the capable hands of his staff to process all that was told to us and to start making the appointments to go forward with it.

Bottom line - he is starting on the left eye, which is the worst. The right eye is technically not ready for plucking. And, since his vision is good with correction (glasses) the insurance company won't pay for the right eye either at this time. Once the left eye is done, there is a possibility that Ron could have a problem with one eye being so good and the other eye being so bad. If he has problems with perception, the insurance company will then pay for the right eye since it is a question of him functioning in life. So, the right eye is on a we'll see basis.

Here are the details for the left eye though.

Ron goes in this coming Wednesday, August 9th. They will measure both eyes for the size and shape of the replacement lens they will need. Since they end up removing Ron's lens in his eye during the removal of the cataract, they will need to insert a plastic replacement lens. Even though they are not planning on surgery on the right eye, that one will be measured anyway. From there he will go across the hall for a presurgical exam, just to verify that his health is good enough to undergo surgery.

The big day for surgery is Monday, August 14th. We won't find out the surgery time until sometime the Friday before. We are to show up an hour before surgery and they expect the surgery to last a whole six minutes or so! Nice!

I will keep you posted in here as to his progress. Keep the happy thoughts coming that all goes well.

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Goofing Off

Goofing off and getting caught - might cost you an hour's pay.

Goofing off and not getting caught - bonus.

Goofing off WITH your boss - priceless!

When we are busy, we work hard. But when we're slow, we're slow. Right now, there is pretty much nothing to do.

Today my boss and I headed to a client's location to have a meeting. The meeting was at 10:00 a.m. and we were finished around 11:15. The client is only about 10 miles from our office so we could have been back by 11:30 or so. Well . . .

We heard about one of the local radio stations offering free lunch! Ok, it was no where near where we were, but since it was his car and his gas, I was down with it! We headed way over to the east side, found the party and joined. Luckily it was free, since I didn't think to bring my wallet with me.

We feasted on free hotdogs that were pretty good actually. Then on to free pizza which I could have done without. Free chips from a local producer that were decent. Free Mexican food that was actually pretty yummy. And best of all, in 100 degree heat at a party on a hot asphalt parking lot, bottles and bottles of iced cold water!

I ate my fill, had two bottles of water, walked around looking at all the displays, watched the DJ's trying to perform their radio show in the heat and sweated, sweated, sweated. Finally even the free food wasn't worth hanging around for any longer. We got back into an air conditioned car and headed back to work.

Heat aside, not a bad two hour lunch day, I'd say.