Just an ordinary day, for most men. However, it’s real important for our sweeties. Kay didn’t protest when I offered to serve here breakfast in bed. And then, she surprised me with a Valentine’s Day card. I had to confess that I had not yet found just the right card for her, but she would definitely get a card before the day was over.
As a matter of routine, we have been walking all the streets in the RV park each morning when weather allows. It is about a mile and a half, and takes us about 30 minutes; we’re slow walkers and stop and visit with other RVers. Despite overcast skies, this was going to be a great day, complete with warm temperatures. Kay spent part of the morning downloading songs for the park’s talent show Wednesday night.
We drove to McAllen for lunch at Costa Messa, a Mexican restaurant billed as one serving authentic Mexican food. Arriving at 12:30 PM, the place was packed and we easily may have been the only gringos in the establishment. The restaurant was really nice, the food was great, and it wasn’t too expensive—all a formula for excellence—in fact it was the best Mexican food I have had in a long, long time.
Afterwards, I hightailed it to Walgreen’s for a card and some Dove dark chocolate pieces, Kay’s special request for Valentine’s Day. Wouldn’t you know it, I was blessed to find just the right card. On the way, we passed this truck with a bunch of Valentine’s Day stickers and notes. We wondered if he put them there, or if a sweetie put them there unbeknownst to him.
We returned to the RV park for part of the jam session where neither the musicians nor vocalists were very good. In fact some were pretty bad. Guess we’re just used to the great talent in Baxter County.
At our park, a produce truck and trailer come every Tuesday afternoon, and Kay bought some zucchini, broccoli, radish, and pineapple. We are really enjoying the fresh fruit down here, particularly strawberries and pineapple.
Kay adjourned to the hair stylist, while I headed to the pool and spa. Oh, the advantages of not having much hair! The sun peeked through just enough for a good sunbathing experience.
At about 4:00 PM each day, the neighbors in our circle gather at the palapa in the center of the circle for social time. I went solo since Kay’s was still at the hairdresser; with so much hearing loss, it’s hard to partake in much conversation, but you at least get to listen a lot. The neighbors are an eclectic group, with residents being from Manitoba, Ontario, New Brunswick, New York, and Massachusetts, and of course Arkansas. Most are retired, though some still work, most having their own businesses with good staff to run them in their absence.
We finished the night watching both NCIS, NCIS LA, and Body of Proof.