“Congratulations to Retired D!”
This was the big retirement week for Diana. Can you believe it? Yes, after more than 35 years battling away in the IT world, she’s going to become what her Mom describes as “A Lady of Leisure.”
If you have worked with Diana, then you know nothing is done half-way. This was true of the last week also, with several 5:50am alarms to make sure she was fully prepped for her 7:00am calls. Here she is leading her last ever Thursday morning 7:00am call:
You can tell from the layers that it’s been very cold outside this week – temperatures down around 20 degrees Fahrenheit in the mornings.
Friday was retirement day, and flowers and cards arrived to celebrate McD.
Here she is with the official retirement sign:
If you didn’t zoom in, here’s what the top part says:
I thought I was pretty funny with that one.
Diana showed me over 60 congratulations emails that she received during the week. Very impressive, I certainly don’t think there will be that many people sending me notes if I retire. Here’s the farewell note she sent to her NTT colleagues:
Scott is going to try and replace Diana, and he must have had the most complete turnover that I’ve ever seen. Would you expect anything less?
We enjoyed a lovely retirement dinner at C.T. Provisions on Friday, with Brent as our waiter. Finn and Alicia were able to join us. The food, company, and service were all excellent. Diana toasted her retirement with an Old Cuban (first experienced at the Moonshiner speakeasy in Paris.) C.T.’s was very busy, and Finn got a kick out of watching Brent buzzing around. Here’s D reading Finn’s retirement card, I think she liked his message about “sip and dip” and “fun in the sun”:
We tortured the kids with a mathematics problem during dinner. I was impressed that Finn remembered the order of operations and was able to get it right on the first attempt:
Yes – that’s the kind of exciting stuff we do when out for dinner.
So, what do you do with your first day of retirement. Well….it seems you get up early and attack one of your Christmas jigsaw puzzles. In this case, a hummingbird shaped challenge from my Mum.
You can see that the outline had to be completed before we decided to get dressed for the day. As I sit here at almost 1pm on Sunday, the puzzle is more than 90% complete. I’ve heard a lot of comments about how difficult this puzzle is – apparently all the pieces are almost exactly the same shape and size. I remember watching an interview with Rob Gronkowski after he retired from the Patriots and the NFL. He was doing a jigsaw puzzle and talking about how it was helping to heal his brain. I think D is substituting one challenge for another, and hopefully doesn’t do what Gronk did and come right back out of retirement. I don’t think I’d put any money on that happening.
Changing locations to Stewarton, Scotland. Mum sent this lovely picture of a snow scene in the back garden. Pretty to look at, but not ideal for driving.
Late breaking news, as I finish up this post, the puzzle was just completed. It’s a very pretty one.
And lastly, happy 26th birthday to Campbell, celebrating in San Diego yesterday, and finally feeling much better today. We’ll see you in New Orleans soon Campbell.
I thoroughly enjoyed “South and West: A Notebook” by Joan Didion this week. After her passing a couple of weeks ago, this was the only one of her books available at the library, and fortuitously, one of the few that I haven’t read at least once. She is one of those authors whose books you have to read a few times to really fully appreciate.
The book traces a road trip she took with her husband, John Gregory Dunne, in June 1970, through Louisiana, Mississippi, and Alabama. She interviews prominent local figures, describes motels, diners, a deserted reptile farm, a visit with Walker Percy, and a ladies’ brunch at the Mississippi Broadcasters’ Convention.
From the Foreword:
“The idea was to start in New Orleans and from there we had no plan.
This has been the idea of so many people who have come to New Orleans. It was the idea of the French explorer Rene-Robert Cavelier, Sieur de La Salle, who in 1684 set out to establish a city near the base of the Mississippi River, only to fail to find the river’s mouth from the Gulf of Mexico and, after three years, to be murdered by his mutinous crew.
It was the idea of William Faulkner, who quit his job as postmaster at the University of Mississippi and moved to New Orleans because he despised taking orders, and of Tennessee Williams, who wrote in his diary, ‘Here surely is the place that I was made for if any place on this funny old world.’ One does not have to stay long to learn how easily plans in New Orleans, like its houses, become waterlogged and subside into the mud, breaking to pieces.”
She writes about the stifling heat, the slow pace of life, and the preoccupation with race, class, and heritage she finds in the small towns they pass through. And from a different notebook: the “California Notes” that began as an assignment from Rolling Stone on the Patty Hearst trial of 1976. Though Didion never wrote the piece, watching the trial and being in San Francisco triggered thoughts about the city, its social hierarchy, the Hearsts, and her own upbringing in Sacramento.
Back in New Orleans:
“In New Orleans, the old people sitting in front of houses and hotels on St. Charles Avenue, barely rocking. They have mastered the art of the motionless.”
“They had many suggestions for understanding the South. I must walk Bourbon or Royal to Chartres, I must walk Chartres to Esplanade. I must have coffee and doughnuts in the French Market. I should not miss St. Louis Cathedral, the Presbytere, the Cabildo. We should have lunch at Galatoire’s (where I had my bachelor party lunch): trout almondine or trout Marguery. We should have dinner at Manale’s (where Diana has her oyster meetings with the girls), tour Coliseum Square Park. I should appreciate the grace, the beauty of their way of life.”
Some classic Didion as her road trip moves on to Mississippi:
“A somnolence so dense it seemed to inhibit breathing hung over Hattiesburg, Mississippi, at two or three o’clock of that Sunday afternoon. There was no place to get lunch, no place to get gas. On the wide leafy streets the white houses were set back. Sometimes I would see a face at a window.”
I highly recommend this short book. A delightful afternoon read.
Here’s an interesting version of the Todd Rundgren classic that I stumbled on this week. Rick Wakeman doing his thing on keyboards:
It would have been David Bowie’s 75th birthday yesterday, he shares it with Campbell. So here’s a couple of my favourites:
Keeping the Rick Wakeman theme alive, here’s his excellent take on the same song:
We had tickets to watch a Bowie cover band celebrate the 50th anniversary of “Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars” on Friday night, but decided it would be safer to have a local dinner. Here’s my favourite from that classic album:
Stay safe and be kind!
Earlier in the day, Diana participated in a virtual Secret Santa with Alicia and John and Joey’s families. Bonna was D’s Santa and she put together a lovely champagne themed basket. Diana was really delighted with the detail and with everything in the basket, and she had the perfect hoodie to complement it.
We flew to New Orleans on Friday morning for the fourth annual celebration of Jack and Mason’s birthday on January 2nd. We spent the afternoon enjoying the new Ogan patio, and exchanged some gifts. Anne loved her “champagne clutch” and Diana her tennis skirt (in preparation for taking up tennis during our NOLA residency.)
Costera was an excellent choice for dinner (thanks Denny) with multiple courses of Spanish tapas. The menu was fixed and included a plethora of delicious courses – beef shank Bombas, scallops, and an amazing seafood paella were the standouts. We were joined at dinner by the Kirshes, Krieks, and Eisles – what a fun group.
There was a bit of a wild party in progress when we returned to Webster street after dinner (and a few minutes after midnight.) Things quietened down quickly and we were able to get a decent sleep. Apparently a good enough sleep for McD to pop right up on New Year’s Day and head out for a run in Audubon park with Laura and Kara. She particularly enjoyed the band playing at the park entrance. Great job of starting out on the right foot Diana!
Merry Lee, Jeff, Donna, and Steve (our friends from California) were able to secure an invite to oyster fest. Merry Lee and Jeff have a condo in New Orleans now. They seemed to enjoy meeting everyone and sampling the various types of oysters.
“Bombshell” is part of the series featuring ex-CIA agent and Hollywood producer, Terry Fay, and is co-written with Parnell Hall. This is certainly easy reading, with each chapter 3 or 4 pages long. You can tell that Woods has a formula that he deploys to crank out these books. I don’t have any quotes as the writing is quite basic and used to drive the action forward, rather than set the scene or develop the characters. I’m not sure I would select another Woods book, except maybe for some mindless poolside or beach reading.
There were a couple of gifts that I couldn’t resist for Diana, but which didn’t fit in her extra large stocking. She had mentioned enjoying spirograph a few months ago, and I was trying to describe the fancy set I had. She’s pretty excited to try out this classic set when we get back to McKinney. I’m not sure if that will be before or after she tackles the “Where the Crawdads Sing” jigsaw puzzle.
Spending the night at the Grand Hotel in downtown McKinney seemed like a better plan than getting in the way of Jose and the flooring crew. The Grand is such a lovely, old school hotel with a great location on the square. We had dinner at the Urban Bar and Grill – a new restaurant where Bayou Jack’s used to be (I loved that New Orleans style place.) Our meals were great – particularly Diana’s mussels.
I did find enough time to finish up “I Dream He Talks to Me” by Allison Moorer. This is about her experiences raising a non-verbal autistic son, John Henry. The book certainly brings perspective to the challenges of raising our kids.
The Atlas came back from getting wheels “powder coated” on Thursday. Diana is quite happy with the way the all black rims now look.
I got a haircut on Friday and decided to have a snack at the neighboring Lion and Crown afterwards. Scotch Eggs! This place had all the classic pub food favourites and I’ll have to plan another stop in.
My next book, “Mayflies” by Andrew O’Hagan, is a Christmas present from Mum that I couldn’t resist sampling, and then couldn’t resist finishing. It’s in two parts – a group of mates from the Glasgow area attending a music festival in Manchester in 1986 as teenagers, is part one, and part two is the same group in their 50s in recent years. Part one got a bit repetitive after a while – kids being silly at a music festival, but part two was excellent.
My third book was “Lucky” by Marissa Stapley. This is a quick and fun read that I finished in two sittings this weekend. I think Diana will figure out the puzzle quicker than I did.
This is the week when most of the leaves from the neighbor’s tree blow into our pool. Diana spent a lot of time keeping the skimmers emptied and leaves out of the pool. I appreciate a pool girl that’s on the job before she’s dressed for the day – that’s dedicated D.
Our two favourite NFL teams played each other on Thursday night – Cowboys vs Saints in New Orleans. The Cowboys didn’t play particularly well but did win the game – mostly because of good defensive play. Campbell found a Cowboys place near his apartment – some kind of barbeque restaurant.
I needed to have a splint made to straighten my fingers out at night when sleeping. Leaving town the next day, I got an appointment for just after lunch. I stumbled on Mexican Cactus for a delicious taco lunch – great sauces. A nice new addition to the taco rotation. The splint appointment was painless and the lady also gave me a series of exercises to do every hour – I couldn’t say that I’ve been religious about doing them every single hour, but not too bad.
Last week I met some colleagues in downtown Dallas for dinner. We went to a place called CBD Provisions, where the signature dish is pig’s head carnitas. And yes, it comes served as a complete pig’s head – a bit strange but very tasty. Traffic was awful on the drive down, taking more than 90 minutes (typically 40) and so I maybe wasn’t in the mood to fully enjoy such a different appetizer.
A few months ago, on a whim, we bought tickets to see Bryan Adams in Las Vegas. The show was last Friday and we flew to Vegas on our way out to San Francisco. Our room at the Encore by Wynn was very comfy and modern (Alexa was available to close the curtains and turn on the lights). The show was at the Encore theater and so we just needed to ride the elevator down to attend the show – much easier than our typical drives to and from the Kessler for concerts.
Diana made us reservations at La Cave for pre-concert dinner. What a great find this was – tapas style small plates and very creative. The small plates weren’t really that small and we really enjoyed the meal in a lovely setting. Diana liked her “Fizzies flight” – more fun than just one glass.
We had a lazy start on Saturday with workouts in the fancy gym, lunch at the poolside restaurant, and then reading books by the lovely pool. BP kept watch from the room.
and weaving through the herds of people. When we finally arrived at Bardot we were seated inside next to a very loud table of guys. The entire place was soooo loud. I knew I wouldn’t be able to stand it and so we moved out to the front patio – much better.
Monday was a busy work day for both of us, but things started to slow down on Tuesday and we were able to get out for a walk by the Pacifica beaches and to enjoy a coffee and a quiche at Soul Grind.
We went for a walk on the hill on Wednesday morning and ran into the whole crew coming down. It takes a while to make progress with Frankie collecting rocks, Luciano melting down when he falls off his skateboard, and Massimo moving along on crutches. Here are some short videos that capture the scene.
I finished a couple of books over the last weeks. First was “Oh, William!” by Elizabeth Strout. Similar in style to the wonderful “Olive Kitteridge”, this follows the life of Lucy Barton and her ex-husband William. I didn’t enjoy this as much as “Olive” but it was still a very good read. This is the third book in a trilogy and I might have enjoyed it more had I read the first two books more recently.
My second book was “The Lincoln Highway” by Amor Towles. I loved “A Gentleman in Moscow” and was excited to read his new book. I thoroughly enjoyed the tale – quite different than “A Gentleman”, with much more action and a faster paced story. At the same time, there was plenty of detail from 1954 (the book takes place over 10 days) to settle in and enjoy. Here’s what Amazon had to say about it:
The new VW Atlas performed very well on the drive – very comfy and smooth and with all the modern electronics that Penelope is lacking. We met the Ogans for tacos at Nixta before checking into the hotel. This is a place that I had been hoping to try for a while, and it was excellent. Very creative and tasty tacos and tostadas. It was a gorgeous day and we enjoyed the garden patio setting very much. I had a beet tartare tostada that had some kind of whipped avocado base – highly recommended.
We loved everything about the concert. Three terrific artists/band were inducted into the Austin City Limits Hall of Fame. We had excellent seats and plenty of room. I’m going to share the pictures in order with the setlist from the evening.
The Ogans flew back to New Orleans on Friday morning, and so we had the day to ourselves. We started out with a good long run along the river – that we seriously payed for over the next few days – not sure why our legs hurt so much. I made a lunch reservation at June’s and teased D by asking her where she would like to pick for lunch – she ultimately got to June’s and wondered if we could get a reservation 🙂 It was another lovely afternoon and we were able to sit out on the patio. What did Diana have for lunch? Yes – the trifecta of steak tartare was completed. I enjoyed some salt cod croquettes and delicious curried escargot.
It was time to move again. We walked about a mile and a half over to South Lamar and had a coffee on the wonderful Opa! patio. One of the places we really miss for Sunday mornings.
After Tiki, I gave D the option of TG BAD (two guitars, bass, and drums) at the Saxon pub or an earlier than planned dinner at the Odd Duck. She decided the Odd Duck couldn’t wait. Wise move.
anniversary tour on Thursday night. I enjoyed dinner with a colleague at Jasper’s before the concert. I always love their blue cheese chips – it really is a single serving. Here are a few members of my team at the event.
I was feeling quite cramped in Penelope on Friday morning, as I drove back from Houston to McKinney. Then a call came in from the VW dealership to tell me that the new car had been delivered. With a limited window to execute all the paperwork, I Ubered over and got it all taken care of. I really like the size and comfort of the Atlas Cross Sport.
me up at SFO and we headed over to Adamo’s for a party he was hosting to celebrate their wedding anniversary and several other events that had been missed over the last year. Will, Christine, and Ollie were able to come for a while and enjoy Adamo’s cooking and the Sam Hunt band. Ollie was sporting his Halloween pumpkin haircut and enjoyed playing with the other party dogs. The Sam Hunt band is the same one that played at Alicia’s 21st birthday party last year. They are really interesting with a cello and trumpet adding to the unique sound:
When I left you last week, the Cowboys were about to play the New York Giants. I was nervous as they tend to lose these games when heavily favoured. It must have been Campbell and Honey’s support that drove them to a solid win, 44-20, and a 4-1 lead in their division.
We borrowed Jens’s SUV on Thursday and moved the rest of the stuff. And finally the place was ready for Finn to spend the night by himself. He said that he slept really well and is enjoying the place.
Friday was employee appreciation day at Market Street and Finn was very happy with the gift card he won, and the burgers and hotdogs that were served for lunch. He made the comment that the place he worked in Los Gatos would never dream of having an appreciation day. It’s amazing how far a little thank you goes.
We booked appointments to get flu shots on Saturday morning and hoped to add on COVID booster shots when we got there. Success – we’re all boosted and ready for the winter.
Not too much reading this week with all the moving activity. I did start “Harlem Shuffle” by Colson Whitehead, and I think I’m going to enjoy it quite a bit. Whitehead is famous for “The Underground Railroad”, which I haven’t read yet.
I had another enjoyable run on Wednesday morning. This time below 60 degrees – perfect. After that, it was a busy day of packing and shipping. First, we loaded the Passat for shipping to Alicia in San Jose, CA. It should arrive early Monday. Sorry to see such a good car go. It served us well on multiple road trips to Austin and California.
Car shipped, it was time to turn attention to the storage unit and unearthing the furniture that Finn will use in his new apartment. You can see that boxes were stacked in a very higgledy piggledy way, and so the only option was to unpack everything and then repack with the furniture needed at the front. This was not something that Finn or I thought our backs would be able to endure, and so hired a few helpers to do the hard work. They had things unpacked and reorganized for the official move in no time and I didn’t even break a sweat supervising.
We did take advantage of being close to downtown McKinney in the morning to stop in for coffees and quiches at Filtered. They have finished the sidewalk expansion and put in new flower planters. Very pretty view for our coffee talk. We’ll try a more remote location next week. Appointments for new licenses are booking out in February of next year, so we need to figure out a walk-in alternative.
Penelope has been enjoying having the entire garage to herself – parking sideways to flaunt it – silly girl. That will be coming to a quick end as we put a deposit down on a VW Atlas Cross Sport on Saturday morning. It’s black with burgundy and black seats. I was quite surprised that McD agreed to two tone seats – but she seems genuinely fine with it. The car should arrive in a few days – maybe we’ll have it by next weekend to finish moving Finn. Here’s an old but funny commercial for the Atlas:
