Here I Sit, Surrounded by No Guster Concerts

Booooooooo. No more Guster concerts for me for the near future. Linda will be going to Carnegie Hall on Friday for the last show of this tour. And they are doing a show in Mexico with several other good bands, but I'm just not up for traveling to Mexico. Glad I didn't decide to do it, and book it, as Doug will be doing his adventure with Geoff around the same time. 

I am passing on Carnegie, even though my heart is wanting. Gonna spend time with Jess. It's the right thing to do since they came here to visit and all. Be with the family. 

But my fomo is humongous. So big it has its own zip code.

Here's a picture of Linda with the set list from Tuesday. I don't think she's ever gotten one from a show, so this is special for her. Look how cute she is.

It is Wednesday, we're back at my house. Jess was rear ended in stop and go traffic north of Baltimore around 1pm. Damage to the vehicle was minimal, but the girl who hit her needed a tow truck. Jess waited until the tow truck arrived for her, and then left. No one could get in touch with the state police to report it, so Jess called their insurance company to let them know, texted her agent images of the damage of both cars, the girl's screenshot of her digital insurance card, all that jazz. But the last thing you want to have to deal with when on the way to mom and dad for Thanksgiving. Just a minor grump. 

It could be worse, there could be bears.

We had a nice dinner, grilled burgers outside and watched Disenchantment, which Jess has not seen. I baked an apple pie and then messed up the pumpkin pie mix instructions so I had to add a second can to the mix, and we got a pumpkin squares and a round pie out of the deal. Note to self: read the recipe on the can, and note to Carnation - don't sell people a can of 12 ounces when the accompanying pie recipe with the pumpkin pie mix calls for 2/3 a cup. Jerks. Put that somewhere big on the label or something. Doug made a waldorf salad, he's been on and on about wanting to make this so okay. Waldorf salad. And he made his Jello dealie. I made bacon bourbon butter because geoff requested it. Phineas ate a lot of apple slices.

Linda went to have a little snooze around 7 and just woke up at 11pm. Doh. Doug's in bed, Jess is on the downstairs couch, Geoff is waiting for people to clear out of the living room so he can watch X-Files or wrestling or whatever he likes. Sorry dude, I think your auntie is gonna be hanging on this couch drinking some wine and crushing candies! 

And I'm off to bed, big day tomorrow. And even though the official exercise count from today and the last 2 days didn't register anything on the fitbit, my body is feeling all the work we did. Tomorrow is the last day of what we need to do. Doug will be up at 7 to get the turkey in the oven, Geoff will go to the gym, come home, peel potatoes. I'll dress the table and Linda wants to make deviled eggs and spinach balls. Jess will probably help with that. 

And we'll have our guests arrive around 1, eat at noon, nap at 4...

Looking forward to it. Off to bed with a very sore body and a full heart. And head full of Guster.

Wednesday Digits

exercise: ha. Fitbit shows 9 solid minutes so I fell just short of the dedicated 10. That's okay. 

blood glucose:
10am: 163
5pm: 135
10:30pm: 197

Food
coffee, water
10:30am: 2 gruyere and bacon egg bites
11:15am: metformin
12:30pm: pbj on 647 bread
wine
6pm: one cheeseburger, no bun, bed of romaine lettuce and sliced tomato. A couple handfuls of Doritos. 
7pm ish: several slices of apple while making apple pie. More wine.