The "duck". Jean (a new reader) asked me about who was the duck. This is my son Chuck who from the time he was tiny was known fondly as Chuckie Duck, then shortened to the duck. See I am Bee, daughter is Cat and son is Duck. The trio.
Speaking of Cat I had a lovely facetime call from her again yesterday from London. She's on her way home, what a great trip they had. I am so happy they can do these things.
So yesterday the duck and I went to Red Lobster for lunch and while I was eating my salad something cut my mouth. I reached in and it was a birthday candle! In my salad! Cut in two but held together by the wick. I told the waitress and she brought me a new salad and they comped my meal which was nice but I'd rather it not have happened. At least it was a new candle, not a burned one.
Then while I was at Publix I saw they are carrying Kobe beef now. I bought some beef patties and buns for the (self appointed) mayor (of the pool) to grill for his lovely wife, himself, and me. Hope they're good. I don't eat much beef but this is very special stuff. I had it once in Japan and it was wonderful.
Today I have an appointment with my oncologist for my annual exam. I love that I am on annual exams now! I am not expecting any problems but she is very careful and I let her be because, well, it's my life and I love it!
Have a great Monday y'all. I will too. For absolute sure!