SO I LIED

Remember, a couple of weeks back, when I was blogging about Alejandro Escavedo? You know how I said that there was absolutely no way that I was going to miss seeing him perform here in Wimberley on the 28th? Well, I lied. I was also planning a little get-away in downtown Austin the following weekend for John and me, but that's not going to happen either. Why? Because John has found a much more unique venue for our anniversary celebration this year - one that will stand out in memory for years to come. This year we will be enjoying the fine cuisine and luxurious accommodations found only at Methodist Hospital in Houston, where Dear Hubby will be undergoing a double bypass next week. I can hardly wait!

Poor baby. I think he is more worried about me than he is about himself. I didn't want to leave him alone in Houston after we found out what was coming, but he insisted on my returning to Wimberley for a few days, and wouldn't let me cancel the scheduled visit from my sister and niece. He always thanks me profusely, any time I stay in Houston with him for more than a couple of days, like he believes that's a major hardship for me or something. I have a feeling he worries because I don't ever write when I am there.

Anyway, ever since we found out about the surgery, he's been trying to convince me that I need to take him to Wimberley for his 4-6 week recovery period, but there's no way I'm going to haul him off to the boonies, three or four hours away from his doctors, until he's well on the way to recovery. Every time I glance up, it seems as if he is studying me with a look of concern on his face, like he's expecting me to flip out at any moment, and it's starting to freak - me - out!

Well, I have three words for you dear. CUT IT OUT! Have I ever flipped out on you in the past 34 years? I promise, you have nothing to worry about, as far as I'm concerned. We will get through this just fine, as long as you are a good boy, and do everything the doctor tells you to do. But if you don't, the whole blogosphere is going to read about it, and you will never hear the end of it!