A Delightful Weekend

Saturday was a quiet day for us. Robb has been having a lot of trouble with muscle spasticity, where his muscles clench up and don't release. This is painful and exhausting, and has been the norm these days. Although this wears him out, he actually has a lot more energy than he used to. We choose to take this as a good sign.

On Saturday morning, we met with one of our letterboxing friends at the farmers' market for a cup of coffee. John is the Old Blue half of DoubleSaj & Old Blue. They are a wonderful couple, who created special letterbox as a get well gift for Robb when he first came home from the hospital.

The rest of the day was spent resting (Robb) and attempting to clean up the apartment (me and the robotic vacuum). I need some help hauling things down the stairs. We're drowning in items that need to go to the Goodwill.

I had to stop by the theater Saturday night for a meeting with the scenic designer, so Robb and I made an outing of it, and followed the meeting with dinner at a Thai restaurant. Robb also got to say "hi" to a number of our Berkeley Repertory Theatre friends, who were working the technical rehearsal.


Sunday was gloomy and overcast, but we decided not to be put off by that and set off for the Bay Trail. The marsh plants were a spectacular color, and migrating waterfowl are starting to arrive. I think this little dude might be a Sanderling. The little shorebirds, known to birders as "peeps" are very difficult for me to identify.


Robb rode his wheelchair, and I took my bicycle. I'm much faster than Robb, so we amused ourselves by having him hook his cane around my seat and hitch a ride. Robb needs both hands to propell the wheelchair in a straight line, and holding onto the cane occupied one of his hands. So I dragged one hundred and seventy pounds of Robb, plus twenty five pounds of chair. I suspect that I'll be sore tomorrow!


Despite the lack of sun, we had a nice time out. Robb replaced a letterbox of his that had gone missing, and I gawked at the shorebirds. These are Eurasian Wigeons. A very pretty bird. (Sorry about the duck butt view.)


I also ascertained that my San Leandro letterbox is snug and dry (unlike this Marbled Godwit.)

When we got home, we cooked a lovely dinner, and made bread pudding for the first time. Not a bad weekend, huh?