Day 3. It’s fun to sing “Rain, rain, go away! Come back another day!” in the summer, but all those rainy days we wished away like to Groupon it up in the winter. Know what I mean? Sometimes it rains enough for two days in one! Or maybe rainy days have quotas to fill so they tag team December. I can just see how that meeting goes:
Low Pressure System Laura: Ok, let’s get down to business. We’ve got the month of December wide open. Who wants the first of December?
Santa Ana Wendy: I’d love to. It’s not like I have a family to take care of. Or even a boyfriend. Or even kind of like a boyfriend.
Nimbostratus Nick: Eh, you know, I got the in-laws in town till the third so yeah, I’ll take it. Hehe.
Low Pressure System Laura: Great, Nick, it’s yours till noon. Wendy, you’ve got the whole afternoon to cry it out.
Nimbostratus Nick: Boom goes the lightning.
Santa Ana Wendy: sniff, sniff.
But today was filled with plenty of solutions for cabin fever since it was the first sunny day in Nashville since 2007! Or Wednesday. I scurried around the city beginning with lunch in East Nashville. A friend of mine from college was in town to visit family so we met up for lunch at the Rosepepper Cantina. It offers a delicious Mexican menu, earning 5 out of 5 stars. Today I ordered chicken quesadillas (large order, but they also offer a small portion). Most quesadillas I’ve seen are very flat, but this order stands about a half inch high, which was a pleasant surprise. It comes with guacamole and sour cream on the side, both extremely generous amounts. My friend got some sort of chicken salad which she said was great. We said our goodbyes and I was on the highway back home to pick up the dogs.
Taking advantage of the warmest part of the day, we hit the dog park. Piper, a 2-year-old beagle, acts like a crabby senior citizen at the dog park, so she proceeded to snap at any dog who sniffed her wrong (as if there is a “right” way to sniff anyone?). Asia, a 10-month-old beagle/blue heeler/lab mix has no enemies so she ran with big dogs, small dogs, furry dogs, puppy dogs, dainty dogs, tough dogs, silly-looking dogs, and even one that looked like a marble floor.
Later in the afternoon, I watched a basketball team coached by my two friends (not Shawn and Gus, see Christmas Vacation part 1). Fun to watch but not when the referees blow some key calls! I asked one of them, “So this is what you do when you’re not refereeing SEC football games? Hiiiiyyyooooooo!” Just kidding, I didn’t say “hiyo.”
Came home and laid on the bed, promising myself it would just be a for a few minutes. You know what they say, though, “He who lays down for a few minutes is like the puppy who laid down in bed only to wake up in the bed of a moving truck.” Boy, when they’re right, they’re right. I almost missed dinner.
Merry Christmas everyone.
Out of the Wilderness 