David came and picked me up and after going to the bank and the UPS store, we headed over to Los Arcos, a local Mexican restaurant that we have been to before. He likes Mexican food. Me, not so much. But I went along. Last time, he was pleased. Hence, the reason we returned. But this time, it was THE PITS. First of all, their chips had been cooked in old oil and you could tell it. We didn't even eat them. But worst of all, there were flies swarming everywhere. They kept landing on our food. We won't go back. 

I feel very sorry for my sister. Our coulsin had texted her early this morning with terrible news. Rosie's oncologist for 14 years, lost his medical license after one of his patients (who it was revealed he had been having an affair with) died of an overdose that he had non-medically prescribed for her. Rosie is devastated. 

This morning, I was up by 6:00. I took Roxie out and then I got in the car and went over to my own apartment, where I walked Happy. Or should I say, SHE walked me.

Then I came back and answered a hotel email to one of our guests. 

Anyway, at TheCypressBuilding.com, I have my favorite star of all time, Doris Day, performing in The Highland Room. 

This afternoon, I'm heading out to an antique store that I learned about online. I hope it's all it is made out to be. I need to get a small chest. David called me last night and said that my family picture of myself, my sister and our parents, somehow, fell off of the wall without any prompting and miracously, did not shatter. I'm glad because the frame that picture is in, is quiet beautiful.

While out, I'll find somewere to eat. David isn't going with me.