FINALLY, everything is working out for us. Our cat sitter just called, and is confirmed for next week, so they will be cuddled and spoiled, to their delight
Lacey is booked for Woof, the local kennel we’ve started to use. That way we can go to their website and look in on her, if she’s in the ‘common room’, aka the play room, for similarly sized dogs.
Our plane tickets are purchased, and a rental car is reserved at the Toronto airport. Andaz, a hotel in the Byward market in downtown Ottawa is reserved for Tuesday and Wednesday nights. Glenn has points at this hotel, from his frequent stays in China.
Evan has been alerted to our late arrival at his home in Norwood on Monday night, so we can come in through the unlocked basement door, and settle in to the guest room without waking everyone. That is of course assuming Frank, their giant Aussie Shepherd doesn’t announce us!
Tuesday morning, we’ll be up in good time, in order to get to Kanata in time for an afternoon meet up with Gail, and a trip to Mark Cochrane’s vet clinic. I will have to resist taking any of the wee kittens residing at his clinic, since I’m no longer in that particular ‘line of work’! That evening, we hope to meet up with our old gang of buddies to do some catching up, sharing of pictures, and general chit chat. It will go by far too quickly, and we’ll be bidding farewell again. The inevitable questions about returning permanently when he retires will loom, but we really can’t answer that yet. Glenn has been told that Apple is never insistent on retiring their senior staffers, no matter their chronological age! Right now, he is having too much FUN to think about such things, and his Green Card is finally on the horizon.
Wednesday morning we are hoping that Diane and family are feeling better, as her phone call late today advised me of the stomach flu they are all battling! Our original plans were to visit them at noon, to share the birthday cake that I was told she was making for me! If, by the time we arrive, they are still too ill to visit, we’ll likely just drive around and see old neighborhoods.
Later in the afternoon, we are to visit Ryan and Carolyn’s new townhouse in the Centerpoint neighborhood, and from there we would take them out for dinner.
Thursday morning will see us heading for Windsor, to Anna’s apartment. We will take the time to rest up a bit, since this whirlwind week will be challenging.
Later on Friday, we expect to see Evan and his ladies arrive at Anna’s. This will be Hattie’s first meeting with her Great Grandma, so you can imagine the photos that will be snapped on this occasion! Willa will be a star as well, since she is now five years old, and very capable of carrying on a conversation. I purchased a couple of small Shopkins dolls for her, so Anna can present her with those. I also have several easy reader books for her, since she is now learning to read, and is most anxious to show her prowess at every opportunity.
Saturday morning, Anna made appointments for the two of us to get our hair and make up done professionally. I really appreciate this, since my shaky hands don’t do much of a job these days! Cheryl has warned us that Carly’s wedding is going to be quite a formal affair, so we’re going prepared. Glenn has a new navy blazer and silver grey dress pants, while I have several dressy outfits to choose from. I’ll likely bring a couple of dresses to choose from, as well as white dress pants and a sheer tunic blouse. It’s always nice to have options!
I guess this means that tomorrow is for our wild whirlwind packing adventures. And all the resultant decisions: choosing clothes to do for seven days, for BOTH of us. I need to select three pairs of capris/crops/trousers for me (out of my dozen pairs from Chico and Talbot, that I just can’t resist when a new color group comes out), a dress and shoes for the wedding, a couple pair of casual shoes for the rest of the time. For Glenn, life is easier, since he’ll wear his casual pants and shirts that he wears to work all the time, except the wedding. Luckily, we determined he/needed new dressy clothes last week, so he’s well equipped.
Currently, I have FOUR pair of pants splashed across my bed, and a dozen tops. It’s DECISION TIME. This is where my issues complicate my life! For every extra pair of pants that I add, my confusion increases exponentially. I have talked with other MS patients about this, and I am assured that it is embarrassingly common. It comes under the heading of ‘executive functions’. I think this means that I’m not the boss of anything.
Time is being whittled away, and we’re still not packed. I guess that I’ll consult Glenn, although that can be risky. His theory is that green is green, not forest, not sage, not willow, just GREEN! I risk greeting friends and family wearing a turquoise top with sage green trousers, but I can always just say that things look different in the strong California sun.