All the Way to Neptune

Spoiler alert: For anyone who was hoping I'd come in today and regale you with tales of adventure from my vacation this past week, alas, this week's post will disappoint.

No Mickey Mouse ears on this mouse. No cocktails on the beach. Or sightings of George Clooney. No snapshots of ancient ruins or sipping coffee with my secret lover in a Paris cafe.

I rather enjoyed running through all these scenarios in my head just now. But alas, that's where they shall remain. So if you want to bail here, feel free. I understand.

It was the kind of vacation I needed, one with no itinerary. We woke up each day, Mr. Ginley asked, "What do you want to do today? It's your vacation. If you weren't here, I'd just be doing the laundry or vacuuming." I replied, "I don't know, what do you think?" And it went along pretty much like this each day.

The weather had a lot to do with our plans. Monday, for example, we only ventured out to walk to the library. And later to Hatfield's. (Ken posted a photo of the sweet potato pie he was was just taking out of the oven, so we ran up there post haste. It was still warm. So gooood.)

Tuesday: We'd discussed going to the art museum downtown, but we were so slow getting up and about, we decided to go to the museum in Oberlin instead. It had a little of everything, from antiquities to Andy Warhol. An eclectic display of this and that to make things interesting. Afterward, we ate at a place called The Fev. Pub grub, kicked up a notch for the college crowd. Then we found a bookstore, and Mr. was a happy camper.

On Wednesday, it was clothes shopping. Alas, I was not the smart shopper, I realized as I stood in line with my purchases and noticed my coupon did not go into effect until the following day. I sucked it up and paid for my stuff. I did not want to return. One day in the "Chair of Shame" for Mr. Ginley was all I could ask.

Thursday it was ridiculously warm, but it rained. We managed to find a dry period and did the Planet Walk in the Valley.  (Hence, the reference to Neptune.) We are still sad that Pluto is gone -- it does shorten our stroll considerably. (The Planet Walk has markers based on the relative distance of the planets from the sun, so Pluto was a very good stretch of the legs, indeed.)

Friday was my eye doctor appointment. With the threat of the impending ice storm and the nasty rain that was already in place, we decided to scuttle home and hunker down.

On the plus side, I've done a few jigsaw puzzles, read some and watched several episodes of "Call the Midwife."

Best of all, I was off the grid as far as work was concerned, so I really feel like I got a good rest.

A feeling which should last until Monday morning at approximately 8:35.