Friday, Oct 3, 2014
Rich and Jack are up and out early. When Rich returns he tells us that the airport was dead – no sign of the President as of yet. Jack got his car and zoomed off to his home in Atlanta. We waited on Rich for breakfast and he is happy to see there is MEAT on the menu!
We sit down to another great meal: Eggs, Grits, Bacon, Bagels/Cream Cheese:
We really have no plans for this afternoon so we decide to take a drive around the area. McCutchanville sounds like a nice place to look around, but it is close to the airport. We know that we don’t want to be stopped by the Presidential barricades so Dad takes us the long way. However, when we go to cross Highway 41, we see that traffic is blocked. Our wait was only about 10 minutes and we realize that if we had arrived just a few minutes earlier we probably would have caught a glimpse of the motorcade. When we drive by the airport, sure enough Air Force One is sitting on the tarmac. Cool.
We messed around McCutchanville and then on to Newburgh (beautiful small town righ on the Ohio River). This area has grown so much since I lived here that I don’t even recognize it.
By the time we get home, it is almost dinnertime. Mom already has prepped Stuffed Peppers (peppers are from Eric’s garden) and is ready to pop them in the oven. We need to wait for a while because they are expecting a call from their Hawaii Realtor regarding the sale of their Hawaii Townhome. They have a huge Disclosure Form to fill out and he is going to walk them through it.
While we are waiting, Rich and I determine that this would be a good time to present Dad with the special gift we picked up while in Europe. During our trip we ran all over Barcelona looking for a very special bourbon (made in KY) that you cannot purchase in the states: Blanton’s Straight from the Barrel. (ask us how to pronounce it in Spanish!). Loyal readers may remember our mission to find this spirit in Spain. We finally managed to find a bottle in London and have carefully brought it back from Europe and then all over Florida waiting to give it to Dad.
Dad is very excited to have this prized bottle and probably will never open it!
The hawaii telephone conference goes on without a hitch and Mom and Dad are now armed with all the information they need to expedite the sale of the townhome. Yay! We all are crossing our fingers that the buyers come through.
Tonight’s dinner is an intimate affair with only 4 persons. We dine on stuffed peppers, macaroni and cheese and a fresh baquette. Dinner is both lovely and lively.
After dinner we retire to the living room for dessert of either chocolate-y brownies or blueberry cake (or both as it turns out!)