Blah Blah Trees

Sunday was a horrific day. Two of Robb's cousins (twice removed) came in to visit their mother (Helen, who lives on Miami Beach). Elandra flew in from Dallas and Claudia drove down from New Jersey with a stop in Atlanta to visit her daughter. Elandra, was getting into the Fort Lauderdale airport around 13h00. She and Robb agreed to meet at the airport and drive to the Sage restaurant, where we would wait for Claudia. Of course, our car only holds two people, so Robb had to drop me at the restaurant first. It took a bit longer than any of us anticipated, but they finally showed up. Then we had to order lunch. I checked the menu and decided the best thing for me would be a crêpe, so I ordered the Crêpe Nanette (with apples and brie). I was hoping for a regular crêpe, but this thing was big enough to feed a family of four. Then the real horror began. Elandra started talking. Mother blah blah blah...sister blah blah blah. It seemed like hours until Claudia called and said she was very close. I guess they're all so used to putting each other down that they don't realize how very boring it can be for someone outside the family to listen to them. Especially if you can't just get up and walk away.

We have four new trees in our 'garden' area (the area between the buildings). I'm not sure what kind of trees they may be. One appears to be some kind of palm tree, another is kind of gray-ish, and the other two look like regular trees. Two of the trees were planted where we had lost trees. The palm-like tree replaced the one that died because of the cold, and the other one replaced a tree whose roots were damaging the pool.

If I should suddenly disappear from Open Diary, you can find me at Le Rêve Français.

I never liked the Sperminator from the first time I heard of him, many years ago. It just seems appropriate that he's a homophobic Republican who cheats on his wife.

Dumb Law of the Week: In Arizona, it is illegal to hunt camels!

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À bientôt, mes amis.