Three seats in economy class

Fountains of Tivoli, Italy. 1969.

David and I have decided to purchase three seats in economy class instead of two seats in business class for our trip to China. The seat between us will be empty, which means there will be more room for us to spread out. This will be a big savings and is a decision we can live with. After all, we are not exactly rolling in dough! We will be told around mid-June the exact amount we will have to pay the travel agency. We expect the price to increase, not decrease, due to the cost of fuel.

I had a mini-crisis a while ago. The cursor on my computer froze. I rebooted, but still had no luck. David came home and immediately said that the mouse needed new batteries. I would never have guessed. Lol. “What will you do when I am dead?” asked my husband.

Well, I hope he lives a long time. Every time he complains about the need for surgery on his hands because of carpal tunnel syndrome and the need for injections on his knees and hips because of osteoarthritis, I give thanks that he doesn’t have cancer, heart disease, or diabetes. What he has isn’t terminal.

We are looking forward to Kay’s dinner party this weekend and the prospect of meeting her son, Jon, who was a Peace Corps Volunteer in Africa, as well as David’s former high school classmate, also named Dave. I plan to bake a blueberry dump cake, but if Costco is out of blueberries, I’ll go with plan B and bake a pudding cake.

When I asked Kay if she wanted us to be fashionably late, she said, “No, come at 6 when the barbecued meat is hot.” Yes, ma’am!