We have received a couple of postcards from Mom since she deserted us for a holiday in Seattle (an' points nearby). This is what's been happenin' ...
On Thursday, she drove clear across the state to visit our Aunt Montie (an' Harold an' the woofies). Aunt Montie lives outside of Spokane, so Mom spent the night at the Coeur D'Alene Casino. Our auntie is fine ... she got a new SUV so that she can go grocery shoppin' even if it's been snowin' (which it did three weeks ago ... Yes! In June!). The bad news is that our woofie friend Whimpy has really bad cataracts an' is nearly blind. He's too old for the surgery, so it's just gonna have to be. His seeing-eye human is a nice lady.
After a night at the casino (where she lost no money 'cuz she didn't "play" anything), she set off for the Tri-Cities to help her aunt an' cousin to finish packing up their household to move to the great flat-an'-full-o'-tornadoes state of Kansas. It was furry hot (in the mid-90s) an' Mom nearly melted! They took a whole bunch o' boxes to UPS to be mailed so that auntie, cousin, and three woofies could travel by airplane. Mom has new respect for those people who wear the brown shorts!
At four in the morning, they got up to make the four hour drive back to Seattle to drop off the woofies at "cargo" to be "shipped" to Kansas. The woofies weren't too happy 'bout that, but they arrived safely at their destination, so I guess that all's-well-that-ends-well, right?
When Mom arrived back at her auntie's Seattle condo, she took a nap out on the deck in a sunny spot (I can sure relate to that!), but that caused some trouble 'cuz nearby golfers thought that she was a "dead body" an' they notified authorities who disturbed Mom's nap. Mom thought that it was pretty funny that they thought that she was a corpse. Hee, hee ... uh, wait a minute! Mom was dead?!? That's not funny AT ALL!
Then Mom realized that she needed cash an' tried to use her ATM only to find that the new card her bank had sent had a new password. ARGH! A quick call to our grandma remedied that problem pretty fast ... so Mom has money again. Whewwww ...
Now she's just waiting for Uncle Jer to arrive so that they can drive down to Olympia to have lunch with Aunt Ellen at the new location for the Ranch House BBQ place. The old location flooded back in December, so they moved the whole thing to the Governor Hotel. Mom REALLY likes brisket, so lunch should be furry, furry yummy. We're still hopin' that she'll bring us some on the plane when she returns. Right, Mom?
That's all that we know right now ... stay tuned for more news from Mom's postcards!