La Madeleine's for Breakfast

Went to the local La Madeleine's for breakfast today with A..... she had a tennis lesson at the college and we had arranged to meet after that. It was so foggy and wet this morning that her lesson was cancelled. Terrible fog, so thick I could hardly see up the street when I walked Gracie. I fully intended to joke with A and ask her how she was able to see the tennis ball in all that fog.

Breakfast was good there... nothing fancy, just fruit for both of us, with bread and muffins. So many tempting things in that French bakery... all things gooey and chocolate-y and delicious.... take one bite and it goes straight from your fork to your hips. Better to just order sliced pineapple and a small bran muffin.

A told me more about her subdivision in Pearland. When she moved there, it was just being built. Now it's nearly completed and they've started on another section. All new houses, patio-style homes, with all the landscaping in the front of the houses taken care of by the community gardeners. I remember seeing A's house when it was all done, but not furnished. Bright and open, and all brand-new. It's a "senior" community... you have to be 55 or over to buy there. They put in a small lake and stocked it with fish... there's a community center with lots of activities-- even trips and tours are arranged. I remember laughing at her when she told me she was moving to Pearland. "Who moves from Clear Lake to Pearland?!" -- That's what I had told her five years ago. Now, with all the new high-rise condos going up around here, and all the road-widening, I'm thinking that A was smart to move away when she did.

Gorgeous day outside... the morning fog disappeared and we've had a bright, sunny and very warm day. Must be 80 degrees out there, and you won't hear me complaining about that. The cats have been napping in the porch, I was reading out on the deck, and we've just come back from walking Gracie around half of the park. She used to walk around the entire Greenbelt in the park, which is over two miles. I think Gracie is too old now for that kind of walk. As it is, with just walking around the shortest part of the Greenbelt, Gracie is usually walking slowly behind us as we head towards home.

That's what PorkChop used to do..... he was a Basset Hound that we'd see on our walks.... an older dog who couldn't keep up with his owners anymore as he got older. They would stop to let him catch up with them, but soon afterwards, PorkChop would be lagging far behind them and they'd have to stop again. PorkChop has gone to the big dog-bed in the sky and his owners (many months after his passing) went to the SPCA and found another dog that they named Sam.

Jeez.... I don't want to think about what will happen here when that time comes, so let's just stop typing right now.