Lots of Energy/Ribs at Double Bs Ribs

Saturday, April 5, 2025

My bathroom cabinets needed organizing and tossing.  I sorted towels and made some items more accessible. The cabinets look much neater.

After my hair, I revived my African violets that looked droopy.  I added more soil and snipped off wilted leaves, and then gave them a good soaking.

I picked up $100+ groceries at the P & S on Lyon Street.  I loaded them in the shopping cart, put stuff from the garage in my trunk so I could get my area washed on Monday.  I found a parking space on Van Buren close to the garage.

I took up my groceries, washed the freezer and frig, and put my groceries away.  I bought enough for the apple salad for Sunday's pot luck, vegetable soup and other odds and ends.  This shopping was very convenient.

I relaxed until Peter picked me up at 5:30 p.m. for our 6:00 p.m. reservation at Double Bs Ribs.  We were seated immediately and we both ordered a half rack with beans, also a beer for Peter and a cola for me.  They surely were messy eating.  I wonder what laundry they use to clean those soiled napkins.  Peter thought the ribs did not have very much meat on them; I would have to agree.  Also the ends were quite dry and hard to chew.  Outside the restaurant, I determined the the ribs at Sazz's were better.  We'll try there next time; I'm sure I'm right.

We took a slow drive back to SRS and somehow were headed south instead of north.  My GPS got us back on track.  But it was a lovely clear night with a lot of night life throughout the city.

Pizza at Cataro's Italian Villa

 Saturday, March 29, 2025

I called Three Brothers Restaurant, but the best they could do was seating at 8:30 or 8:45 p.m.  Much too late.

Peter suggested "lady's Joyce's".  I searched but could not find that restaurant in Milwaukee; however, there was something "Joyce" in NY.  Texting is tedious to communicate when one wants immediate answers, so we resorted to the phone.  Peter meant "Lady's Choice", meaning that I should select a restaurant.  Peter mentioned Balistreri's where we went with John and Mary McGinnis.  No way!  I wasn't impressed with it.  I suggested Cataro's.  Perfect!

When Peter picked me up at 5:30 p.m. I told him to go to 35th Street, to Loomis Road.  We were almost in Franklin when I realized we should have been on Beloit Road.  I guess even though I know where I'm going it's best to use my phone for directions.

Peter had wine, I had Diet Pepsi while we waited for our Cataro's Special Pizza: sausage, cheese, mushrooms and onions on a thin crust.  It was worth the wait.

The pizza is generously loaded with meat and mushrooms, and the crust does not droop in your hand.

Needless to say, we both enjoyed our pizza, and Peter was able to take a small portion home.  

I regret not including Claude; maybe next time

Hair, Shopping, Stiftungfsfest

 Saturday, March 22, 2025

Jocelyn got the whole story of my medical ordeal and a cut and style felt good after three weeks.

I'm looking for a needle threader, but Dollar Tree didn't have any sewing supplies; I bought Easter candy.

I overextended myself at P & S.  I took some gulps of milk from my cart to overcome a weak feeling.

I took a nap before Peter picked me up at 4:30 p.m. for a 98th anniversary of some German group called Stifftungsfest.  We each had the pork chops, enough to take home one of the chops for an extra dish.

Sunday, March 23, 2024

The church was overflowing for Father Joe's mass.  I passed on muffins after mass.

I made a ravioli dish from the P & S monthly magazine for the pot luck.  Very easy, with no cutting or chopping, and it all disappeared.

Terri Miller arranged for us to see "Simply Ballroom" in the club room.  A large group enjoyed the movie.

Doctor Follow-up, Panera's, Roses,

 Friday, March 22, 2024

I had a 7:15 a.m. appointment with Dr. Gundamraj, first of the day.  She was amazed at my being 92 years old with such vitality and youth.

Peter and I met at the Panera's at 850 N. Mayfair Rd.  Peter didn't even know about that one and had to ask where to find it.  We each had an egg and cheese sandwich on a sesame bagel with lots of coffee.  After a number of tries, I was able to put Peter in Panera Rewards.

A group of men were sitting nearby, and Peter knew some of them.  I'm sure he'll be seeing more of them in the future.

I met Peter at his car and he gave me a bouquet, with a catch in his throat.  I arranged them when I got home.

I rested a bit before the March Birthday Party.  I did not eat, since I just finished a large breakfast at Panera, but sat and knit and listened to the Irish music.

Jackie Haessley arranged pedicures at A nails in Brown Deer where we took a leisurely drive through every Parkway on the North side.  I had a very relaxing, satisfying pedicure, complete with light pink polish.  I didn't think my funny right  big toe would look good with polish, but it did.

St. Paul Fish Market was about two blocks west of A Nails.  I had two tacos filled generously with jumbo shrimp.  We came at the right time, because as we were leaving there were a lot of people waiting to get in.

Jack Huennekens rang my doorbell and wanted to know more about the fourth archangel, so I found plenty of information about Archangel Uriel to keep him busy for a while

March 2025 Red Hat

Wednesday, March 19, 2025

Lyft driver Mike got me to Mo's Irish Pub on Bluemound Road, driving in steady rain.

I could not make reservations, but waited for a table for six, if Rita Bruce would be coming; she didn't.  June,Krueger, Jane Worzala, Janice Rochwerger, Terry Harvey and I made up the group.

Shepherd's Pie sounded great on this damp, rainy cold day, and it was just right.

We visited and Terry insisted that Bob drive me home.  I finally agreed.

I got completely frustrated with Blogger when the width of the text page shrunk.  I tried numerous fixes to no avail.  I am hoping JJ with be able to help me.

Learning Blogger

 Monday, March 17, 2025

Whenever I edit a previous blog it jumps to the current date and is out of sequence.  I Googled how to keep it in the original order.  When I found out how to do it by changing the "Published on" date, I started working on my blogs.

Some Titles I wanted to change, but had trouble doing that.  I Googled that also and it took a couple of tries to get it right.  I needed to Update the blog in the pulldown menu, instead of the Update in orange.  Then I had to save it with Ctrl S.

I stopped for a while to join a group reading about St. Patrick Day Observances in other parts of the world.

I skipped the St. Patrick's Day Happy Hour, but I enjoyed my corned beef and Swiss cheese sandwich for dinner.

I continued this blogging task until after 11:00 p.m., and I'm only up to September 2021.  I have been sitting much too long.

 

Substitute for a Substitute

 Sunday, March 16, 2025

I woke to a snowy morning.  Sharon Malenda called, asking if I was going to mass.  She offered to bring me Holy Communion if I was not.  I told her that I would be at mass.

Sister Mary Louise volunteered to lector for me today when I thought I would not be here due to my hospitalization.  The entire ministry knew about it and welcomed me warmly.  I went to my pew and Sharon came to tell me that Sister Mary Louise would not be coming because of the snow.  Could I lector?  I could, even though I still felt a little weak.  The reading went well.  But the Petitions book fell behind the seat and I couldn't find it.  A man located it for me.

We gathered after mass and shared a lot of pacemaker stories.  Nancy continues to bring generous treats.

I made some note cards that turned out rather nice.  I did some napping and took it easy.

At 6:30, I went to the Club Room to watch "Invictus", which Terri Miller had arranged, about South Africa, Nelson Mandela and rugby.  I hesitated going, but I'm glad I went to see this excellent film.  Mandela found strength from repeating the poem "Invictus", which is the title of the movie.

INVICTUS

Out of the night that covers me
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance,
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate
I am the captain of my soul.