"Men must endure their going hence, even as their coming hither...(King Lear)

Yesterday Robin and I picked up Rhoda at PBI and today we took Robin to the Boca Raton airport for her flight back to Montana. Robin was here for several days and I enjoyed my time with her thoroughly. Heaven forbid that we should talk politics because we are on different wavelengths. Consequently we avoided a lot of static. Monday Robin took me to my aquatherapy and helped me to do a few things I could not do myself. Putting on the pool shoes I have is close to impossible. It takes two people--so while I was in the water, she went out and bought me pool shoes that should not be a problem. It's kind of a long walk to get to the pool, so we got a wheelchair and Robin chauffeured me to the pool door. I finished the session at 3:00 and we went from there to I95 and got to the airport early. We were first going to wait for the plane in the cell phone lot, but since we got there early we parked in the garage and Robin met Rhoda at the gate and the three of us went to dinner at TooJays. On the way out be bought eight mini black and white cookies. When we got home and wanted a snack before we went to bed, we discovered that we never took the cookies out of the store. That was a bummer, as they say. However, we did go back there today and rescued the cookies on the way to Robin's flight.

Next Monday we have to drive to Sanford (near Orlando) because we are taking the "Auto Train" to Lorton, Virginia. The train is supposed to leave at 4pm after all the cars are loaded and is scheduled to arrive in Virginia the next morning at 9:30a.m. It will most likely take an hour or two before the cars are unloaded, and when we can get into our, we'll be on our way to Herndon to say the boys--Joel and Bobby, and also Barbara and Sabrina. We'll be there for a couple of days, and then be on our way to Scotch Plains, New Jersey to attend a baby naming ceremony. Breanna Arielle is the baby's name, but it can't be official until the baby is named in the temple with a Hebrew name. I have no idea how to get to Scotch Plains, so I have two choices--I can get a "triptix" from AAA or we can access Rhoda's auto device as a little guy by the mirror guides you there, turn by turn. This baby is Rhoda's sister's granddaughter and is named after their mother whose name was Blanch. Then we have to take the auto train back home. It shouldn't be such a bad experience because instead of trying to fall asleep in a seat, I upgraded to a little room that has bunk beds and private bathroom with a shower. Should be fun. When we get home, we have invitations the next two nights for Rosh Hashana dinners. I'll miss a couple of sessions of therapy but I'll catch up, somehow. October looms on the horizon. What next? Ah! the debates!