Home and Miserable

My trip has come to an end. Thank goodness! I loved seeing my son in Dallas and his family, and my niece and her children in Austin. I enjoyed seeing Michelle Obama and Rachael Ray at “The Drum” on Thursday night. It was a great trip.

But, (you knew there was going to be a but, right?) I was so sick the whole time. Don’t worry, I wasn’t infectious. I’m having stomach issues similar to what I experienced almost a year ago, and even though I started on antibiotics two days before departing I was plenty miserable most of the time.

The drive was awful. Usually I enjoy odd sights along the way, but this trip I was too focused on finding the next clean rest stop to pay attention to oddities. Oh, and I was as annoying as a guest can be. The words “I can’t eat that,” came out of my mouth more times in a week than they have in my entire life. I’ve never been a picky eater, but literally everything causes me gastric distress right now.

I have an appointment with my doctor tomorrow. This has to come to an end. One has to be firm with one’s stomach, right?

Peace, people.

All That and Rachael Ray, Too

It’s well past my bedtime on Thursday night, so I’m not going to write much. Those of you who follow my blog know that I’m in Austin, Texas, visiting my niece and attending an Evening With Michelle Obama.

If seeing Michelle Obama wasn’t exciting enough, the moderator for the evening was Rachael Ray. Neither my niece nor I had an inkling that Rachael would be introducing and interviewing the former First Lady, and our faces lit up like kids on Christmas morning when Rachael walked onstage.

Michelle was candid and honest, charming and feisty. Rachael was her usual adorable self, and she pulled off a great interview with the former First Lady. It was a great evening, but I’m really tired right now and going to bed.

Peace, people!