August 26th 2016
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| Trying to spit me out! |
I don't need much of an excuse to do nothing these days. They call August the dog days of summer. I don't know why. Why not the Sloth days of summer? That's about how quickly I move in this heat. Or the Slug days of summer? I'm pretty much a ball of wet goo leaving a trail of sweat and slime as soon as the mercury hits 25! I don't like to get too far from the pool when it's hot like this. The funny thing is, it was too hot to walk the forty feet or so to the pool. I finally changed out of my pajamas when GMcT and Sherry showed up for a visit around noon. Otherwise there was no doubt I would still be in my pajamas when it was time to go to see Olivia Fig Newton John.
We had a relatively short visit GMcT is on oxygen and his canister was getting low. The hot weather and humidity in particular is very hard on his breathing. After they left I had a nice luke warm shower and got back into my pajamas to watch the Seahawks/ Cowboys game I had taped yesterday while the lovely Lisa flaked out on the couch with the Ratdogs.
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| Afternoon Nap |
Our bedroom is the coolest place upstairs. We have three fans going and I use a Chillo too. That's right as seen on TV! But wait order right now and we'll double your order for free! You just pay twice what the Chillo was worth to cover shipping and handling! They do work though. It's basically a PVC bag that you fill with tap water. The tap water eventually comes to room temperature, around 20 - 22 degrees. Your body temperature is 37 degrees. I put the Chillo behind my knees and in minutes I'm cool as a Squatchcumber!
I lay back in Chillo and triple fan comfort as I fast forwarded through all the commercials and talking heads on the football game. Pausing periodically to check on the lovely Lisa who was sound asleep and surely dreaming of Grease! The musical not the stuff that holds a Ducktail in place! I watched the game, preseason but the Seahawks won and that's always a good thing. Then I turned it onto the Bluejays game. Liriano gave up a two out home run in the first inning then settled down as Jays bats came alive and they scored fifteen runs to win by a bunch. I never saw it. I was on the road with the lovely Lisa before the second inning began. We had a plan!
At 6 o'clock the parking restrictions are removed and you can park on the street right across from the PNE. We showed up fifteen minutes early. We started circling the block. It was four minutes to 6 when we decided that was close enough. Let's park and take our chances. What's four minutes? We drove as slowly as possible hoping to park at the front of the line. Just as the lovely Lisa is applying the brakes a Traffic Authority truck pulled up behind us with his lights going. We turned the corner just as someone pulled out of a space. Woo Hoo! Take that Traffic Authority!
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| More napping |
It was less than a minute from our Primo Parking spot to the gates. Two and a half hours until Fig Newtons show. We had bought reserved tickets for this show so we didn't have to line up. Instead we wandered around.
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| Miniature Chuck Wagons? |
Through the animal barns and down to the Peaceful Pond to take care of some of that excess reality that was building up in the heat.
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| Peaceful Pond |
I guess the PNE is a bigger deal if your 16 and meeting up with your buddies. For me it's loud and busy I get fatter just looking at the food. I'm proud of myself. I've been looking at the weird chickens and we have been here twice and have only shared one bag of those little donuts with the lovely Lisa. We paid extra for reserved seats for Fig Newton so we were in no panic to go sit in our seats in the blazing sun. We wandered around, through the Barns and pens looking at strange chickens and huge cows.
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| Help me Squatchy Help me! |
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| Oooooh Nooooo |
We walked the Dinosaur trail and the statuary which is only half the size due to this years Craft Beer Festival $10. Tough to compete with the free beer garden. Tiny mugs of sample beers that all taste like socks. Not a craft beer fan! Back to the Smokers Cove for a tune up.
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| Peaceful Pond |
I had a corn dog on the way to the amphitheater. Dipped in mustard it was as bad as I remember it! I ate the whole thing and the heartburn started twenty minutes later. I tried to subdue it by burying it with those little donuts. The one bag I shared with the lovely Lisa. It seemed to help.
We were in our seats, stage high and right in front of the stage at 8:15 for the 8:30 show. Olivia Fig Newton-John is 67 years old but still has such a powerful voice. Her band, of course, was amazing.
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| The stage |
The only problem I had with the show was all the Olivia Fig Newton songs she sang! If you haven't figured it out Olivia Fig Newton-John was not my choice. I was surrounded by sixty year old women, Husbands there against their will and Gay men. I was glad I used my lavender bath wash!
I was feeling Mellow no need to get Physical with this crowd. I was with the One That I Want and I was definitely Summer Loving or is that loving summer? Ninety minutes can seem like a long time. My ass was sore from sitting on the bench, my brain was sore from the steady stream of sappy love songs emanating from the stage and I somehow bruised the ball of my left foot which was now throbbing to the tune of Somewhere Over the Rainbow.
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| Over the Rainbow |
That was Olivia Fig Newton-Johns encore. It had the four gay men sitting in front of me Over The Rainbow with delight. I thought she sang it too slow. What the hell do I know! We hemmed and hawed for a few minutes after the show about what to do.
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| Friday night crowds at the PNE |
It was only 10:00 and we were done! We made our way through the Friday night crowds back to our car and were home before 11:00. Rest up to do it again tonight for the Foreigner show. We couldn't get tickets so we will have to line up early if we want in. Otherwise we will watch from the beer garden. We have tickets for the Monkees and Pat Benatar next week. Guess who didn't pick Pat Benatar? It's all good. I'll be with the lovely Lisa and I'm sure Pat Benatar will do a great show. Either way I'm going! Now I have to go wash the smell of lavender off my ample butt!
That's all I've got
Till next time
Peace out Y'all
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