Balloons, Chocolates and Waffles

Before I get started on pleasantries, please allow me a moment to get something off my chest. Don’t you just love it when you are eating in a restaurant and they make some poor kid mop the floor around you? Somehow the aroma of the food just gets lost amongst the fumes of disinfecting floor cleaner. That happened to me today. I wonder if I’m the only one who feels guilty when one must walk on the newly mopped floor and thereby feel compelled to tip-toe so one doesn’t track it up too much! I still have work to do on those guilty feelings! Okay, I'm better and I'll proceed with a more positive attitude.

The two youngest grandchildren had the opportunity to be dazzled by a balloon artist this evening. They wanted me to take a picture for Papaw. The three-year old has a heart hat on her head and is holding a pretend sword. The ever-so-serious warrior has a helmet and a sword (complete with belt and sheath). I tried to get him to pose with the sword out but one picture is his absolute limit!

Speaking of Papaw; he left Brussels and made it safely to Angola. He will be leaving there Wednesday evening and should arrive home Thursday afternoon, bearing gifts I’m told. I’m looking forward to the Belgium chocolates he bought. I guess I’ll delay my sugar-free diet for a little while. Here are two more pictures he sent to me. Although he hasn’t improved much in the self-picture department (smile, dude!) the building behind him is across the street from his hotel and he was trying to capture the beautiful architecture. The other picture is of authentic Belgium waffles. Don’t they look yummy!