Hi, y'all,
I woke up to rain again, at 4. Went to sleep a little after 10. Lying awake, I remembered I needed to be alert tonight for Dancing with the Athens Stars at the Classic Center. I am not actually cuing the music, I am the person telling the union guy to cue the music. So I have been dreaming and dozing for an hour or so about how awful that could be...
Yesterday, Ray slept late. He didn't feel very good when he got up, said he hadn't slept well. At that point, I had eaten breakfast (cereal, milk, juice, banana) and started making bread, as well as beef stew (which I eventually finished and put in the freezer). But everyone agreed we needed an excursion. I had scoped out a restaurant in Washington, Georgia, but when we called, they weren't serving lunch. So we decided to drive to Madison instead. We know there are plenty of choices there, and it's not very far. It was almost noon by the time Ray was dressed and ready to go. Captain was working on his column while he waited, but he was getting kind of cross. I said, "there's nothing I can do." We jumped in the car and drove to Madison. (I stuck the bread in the fridge)
Some of you know Madison is a small town with lots of gorgeous antebellum houses. The story goes that Sherman had a college friend from Madison, so did not burn the town in his march to the sea during the Civil War. Many little shops selling gifts and antiques, around an old town square. We drove to town and out the other side without seeing the Icehouse, a restaurant Captain had picked from the internet. He got out and asked at a gas station and we found it. Unfortunately, they weren't serving lunch. Then he asked a woman in a shop for a recommendation. We walked across the street.
The James Madison Inn appears to be recently refurbished. It looks like a nice place to stay. There is a conference center next door and a restaurant there called Town 220 Bistro (or something like that). It was beautiful, an open room with a gas fireplace in the middle (I wonder if it's there in summer too). The martinis were very good, I'm told.
Peggy Galis was there with a man not her husband. I said "I'm sorry if you were here incognito, we've blown your cover!" She introduced me to her cousin, Marlon, from Atlanta. She wanted to know if we were there for the antique show. I said no. She always introduces me as the brilliant person who keeps her computer working.
I had Chinese chicken salad. It was pretty good, but had too much dressing. Ray had caesar salad and a burger with fries. Vanessa had a club sandwich and mushroom soup for first course. Captain had the vegetable beef soup and a grouper BLT. Everyone was quite pleased. Vanessa and I had desserts, of course, creme brulee (excellent) for me and a trio of sorbets for her.
I did look at the antiques, some nice things and the prices were not bad.
Then of course we didn't feel much like walking around, even though it wasn't really raining any more. It was wet and still overcast. We did drive around and look at the houses some before heading back. On the way, we saw where the tornado touched down a week or so ago, the tops of lots of pine trees snapped off, south of Farmington (south of Watkinsville and Bishop).
Then I worked some on Molli's bookcases and it is all done. We also got a good start on the taxes, but as usual, we don't seem to have the info. we need from Jim Bowers. And we can't find last year's files. They are on the computer, so we have the end result, but not how we got there. But it looks we'll get a good refund, although not as much as last year.
Vanessa and Captain had some soup for supper. I just had a little melon, I wasn't really hungry, but I did manage some ice cream at bedtime. Of course, I had forgotten about the bread, and Ray had to bake it for me. It smelled great...