Health Scare, Trust, and Second Opinions

Alan and I spent several days last week looking at death.

That sounds a bit dramatic I know, but it’s true.  At his doctor’s appointment last Thursday Alan was told that he had an aortic aneurysm. And that it could kill him at any moment.

Let’s back up a bit. This is the second time in less that a year that Alan has been given a serious, life-changing diagnosis. Last year he was told by a Pulmonary specialist that he had COPD, Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease, which includes chronic bronchitis and emphysema. This for an athlete who never smoked, lives a healthy lifestyle, and aside from asthma, had no previous indication of such disease.  We knew that he was very sick at the time, but when we heard that diagnosis we were in shock. Alan, who had really been too sick to train, felt that any hope of recovery or competing in another Ironman had been ripped away from him.

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That lasted for about two weeks. He was given a prescription for the appropriate COPD drug, but because he is a stubborn (and brilliant in retrospect) man, he refused to believe, as he put it, that he was now relegated to a life of shuffleboard. He made an appointment with another doctor.

Doctor #2 scoffed, “You don’t have COPD! This is just your asthma!”  Alan was put on a prescription for montelukast (I’ve raved about it here before and have since started taking it for my own exercise induced asthma). At the same time, Dr. #1 got back results on the second culture test that she had ordered. The first one, for which Alan had been told to submit his sample after finishing a course of steroids and antibiotics, had come back negative. It seemed ridiculous to us that they would wait until he was (temporarily) well to take the test, so Alan insisted that they do it again when he was in the midst of illness. Thus he was finally diagnosed with a fungus in his lungs, finally treated correctly, and finally was able to get well. If that story seemed confusing and convoluted to you, imagine how Alan felt..this was his lifestyle that he was fighting for!

One of the tests that Dr. #2 ordered was a CT scan on Alan’s lungs, just to see that everything had cleared up and if there was anything else to worry about.

That brings us pretty close to the present, where because of an insurance change, Alan went to see Doctor #3 last week.  Dr. #3 is a general practitioner, because now we are dealing with an HMO system. This was when Alan received, for all intents and purposes, his death sentence.

He has an aortic aneurysm, said Dr. #3. Alan was pretty much told, that if he continued his active lifestyle of running, swimming, and cycling, that it could burst at any time, and that he would be dead on the spot. At 4.2 centimeters, the aneurism was not considered an immediate threat, though if it grew, open heart surgery would be the recommendation. While his low blood pressure and fitness were in his favor, here was another doctor telling him he might be better off playing shuffleboard.

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As you can imagine, Alan left the doctor’s office in a state of shock and disbelief. When he told me, I could hardly take it in, it seemed so unbelievable. Alan put on a pretty good front for me, as we talked about lifestyle changes and what we would have to do, but he was deeply upset and disturbed. Pretty soon though, he got to thinking, “I was misdiagnosed before. Could it happen again?”

We are very fortunate to have a friend who is a radiologist. Alan called him the next day, told him what was happening, and he basically dropped everything and told Alan to bring in his records and he would take a look. So, on to Doctor #4.

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After taking a look at the reports and the actual film (it’s on a disc so I’m not sure if that is the right word), Alan was told by his friend, who is a highly respected and experienced radiologist, “don’t worry.” In fact, he was surprised that it was made out to be so serious. The location of the aneurysm was on the curve of the ascending thoracic aorta, which made it seem slightly bigger than it was. It was also what is called “ectatic,” which means that the artery, though stretched, is unruptured.

Alan is waiting to schedule another CT scan, but in the meantime, we are feeling a lot better. Dr. #4 said he didn’t think that there would be any change in the size of the aneurysm. At this point, it seems unlikely that Alan will have to make a huge lifestyle change (no shuffleboard in his near future!), and we don’t have to worry about surgery or imminent death.

My husband is a lot more private than I am, which is why you never heard the COPD story before, but he agreed to let me write about this. We both want to share because it shows the importance of asking questions and always getting a second opinion! Don’t let any doctor relegate you to the shuffleboard courts without a fight!

The week ended on a much brighter note. On Friday, my daughter-in-law texted me a video of Samuel, which really made my day. They prefer to keep it in the family, so I removed it from my post.

We also had a chance to meet Carrie from Family, Fitness, Food, who was visiting La Quinta with her family. This wasn’t as easy as it sounds, since they were getting in some serious pool time and I had to work all three days that they were here. We managed to finally meet at Starbucks, and now I know that I like Carrie as much as I like her blog! Being good bloggers, we did get a picture, but it turned out pretty bad, plus it includes Carrie’s daughter (who is a beautiful young dancer), so I won’t post it here.

After a tough week, Alan and I are both feeling pretty positive about the whole thing. Alan swam on Friday, went for a run with the cross country team on Saturday, and rode his bike on Sunday, so that part of his life is looking great. We just want you to remember, always get a second opinion.

How was your weekend? Any events, races, or great training you’d like to share?

Vegan Food on the Road, Cross Country, & Costume Party Run Update


I’ve mentioned before that I’m a Team Ignite Athlete, but I thought it was kind of cool how they jazzed up my picture, so I thought I’d share. I’ve been using the InRefresh Electrolytes, and loving it, especially in this humid, hot weather we’ve been suffering through enjoying lately. I didn’t carry my own fluids during the Costume Party Run, but I tried to hydrate as much as possible, both before and after the race, using InRefresh.

Costume Party Run Update

Speaking of the Costume Party Run, I received an email from Ken at Superhero Events. He thanked all the participants, asked for feedback about the race, and promised that it would be even bigger and better next year. The improvements will include providing tech shirts instead of trucker’s hats, and reducing the amount of distance spent running through the parking lot of Qualcomm. Hurray! Those were my only two, admittedly minor, complaints. And they are going to make the finisher’s medal even bigger! Next year, it will be the size of an actual 45 record. Huge! Can’t wait for next year. Hmmm, what should I go as?

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Cross Country

Cross Country practice started on Tuesday! I am always excited to get the season underway, meet the team, start training and planning for the upcoming year. The fact that practice started on the worst day, weather-wise, that we’ve had yet didn’t put a damper on my excitement.

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It looks pretty, but it was hot, humid, and even smoky! Though the weather managed to get even worse for my own run the next morning. Just gotta say, 70% humidity is HUGE in the desert! It just doesn’t happen. Until it does.

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Vegan Food on the Road

I always get excited when I travel to Encinitas, because I know that I’ll get to eat at my favorite restaurants. After we checked into the hotel on Saturday, Alan and I walked over to the Roxy for lunch. I was in the mood for hummus for some reason, so that’s what I ordered. The Hummus and Pita appetizer, plus a side salad (I didn’t take a picture of it but it was HUGE!).

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I couldn’t even eat the whole thing (the picture is missing a slice of hummus because I couldn’t wait–I reformed it into a 5 pointed star instead of 6). We burned it off by walking to Moonlight Beach to check out the renovations that had been done. They recently built a new dressing room/restroom/concessions complex, made some changes to the landscaping, and enlarged the picnic/playground area. It looked really nice.

Now that Native Foods has opened in Encinitas, there is never any doubt where we’re going to have dinner. I did post a teaser photo on Instagram, though.

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Alan and I both went old school. I had the Oklahoma Bacon Cheeseburger, he had the Chicken Run Ranch Burger. And we shared an order of Native Fries. And we each had a piece of apple pie. I had to fuel for my race, didn’t I?

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Honestly, I think I kind of overdid it at dinner. Fortunately I didn’t have any stomach issues during the race, but my tummy didn’t quite feel normal. Too much delicious food!

After the race (if you missed my recap click here) and a little rest, we headed to the Lotus Cafe for a late breakfast. I was delighted to see that they’d added a full line of breakfast items to their menu, including my favorite, Tofu Scramble. It was really very good. It was served with vegan breakfast sausage (I don’t think I’ve even tried that before!), and potatoes. It did a great job of refilling my tank!

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Even better than the food though, was who we got to eat with.

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And especially

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As you can see, Samuel is wearing a specially designed helmet that will correct and round out a flat spot on his head. According to my son, this has become more common since they now tell parents to always put an infant to sleep on their back. If they turn their head more often to one side than the other, it can develop a flat spot. The helmet will correct it, but he has to wear it for four-six months. Since that will encompass football season, my forward looking son and daughter-in-law had the helmet made in blue and are awaiting receipt of various Charger logo stickers to dress up Samuel’s helmet.

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I was mostly concerned because, for a baby who always has a smile on his face, Samuel didn’t look very happy. I was afraid the helmet was making him sad. They assured me that he was simply tired, and it was true that after a short nap, the true Samuel-face reappeared.

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I drove home feeling completely happy and satisfied on all levels. I successfully completed my half marathon within seconds of my two hour goal (I’m simply not going to sweat that 11 seconds), had great food the whole weekend, and best of all, got to spend time with my family. Life is good.

I’m a little late asking this, but I hope you’ll still tell me..How was your weekend? Did you compete in any events, eat at any great restaurants, spend time with family? It was such a long weekend that you may have had time to do all of the above!

Family Time

Just a quick post.

Busy weekend. I did NOT do my long run this weekend (the last before the Costume Party Run). I will do it tomorrow because I have an extra day off this weekend.

I did run though, five miles on Saturday, six-plus on Sunday. We also dealt with an electrical issue. Friday morning, I turned on the bathroom lights and…POP…they went off. All the normal remedies did not work. The lights and outlets in both my bathrooms are not working. Alan and I tried replacing the GFI which did not help (and we had such high hopes, too!). Next step, call an electrician, a prospect which sounds complicated and expensive.

The main thing I want to write about, and the reason I didn’t get my long run done on Sunday is…

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Yes, we went to San Diego on Sunday to visit my son Nathan, daughter-in-law Sarah, and of course, my grandson Samuel. Believe it or not, he’s going to be seven months in a few days! Yes, time flies. So, our Sunday, mostly in pictures (and a couple videos).

If you love to hear a baby laugh, you need to watch the video above. Samuel and his daddy. It’s pretty short, formatted a little funny because these were videos posted to Instagram (or supposed to be, the first one, the best one, didn’t upload properly).

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They told me that Samuel would just pull off his sunglasses. Ha! Grandma got him to keep them on. The secret:

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Catch them while they’re sleeping.

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Feeding Samuel his, um, orange vegetable (can’t remember, but he seemed to love them).

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We had lunch at Chipotle. This time Alan and I had the Sofritas Bowl (see my review here). Oddly, Chipotle is one of the few restaurants of any sort that can accommodate Alan’s and my vegan lifestyle and Sarah and Nathan’s Paleo diet, even now when they are in the middle of a Whole 30.

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Nothing like selfies with your grandson.

The video is a collection of several vids that we took, mostly Samuel laughing, smiling, wiggling, cooing, etc. Standard grandparent stuff. Cutest baby ever (and no, we’re not biased).

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I obviously was having a wonderful time. And I was just as obviously in a hurry to edit these photos or I would have cut my son’s feet out of this shot.

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I spent most of my day on the floor. In this case, floor = heaven.

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That was my weekend. How was yours?

The Weekend: Running, Eating (#Vegan), Family and Easter. In San Diego.


My weekly training recap post will be up tomorrow. Week 10! I had way too much going on this weekend to write. I did have a great long run, which I’ll tell you all about tomorrow. In the meantime, here is what kept me from writing, in (mostly) pictures.

IMG_4834It was a beautiful (but a little chilly) day in Encinitas when we arrived around noon. Our room wasn’t ready yet, so we headed to Moonlight Beach. We sat, looked at the ocean, admired the new construction (they’re building a new snack bar/restroom complex), then we headed to lunch at the Roxy. I had a great falafel pita, and while we were there realized that it was almost a year to the day that my son, Nathan, and daughter-in-law, Sarah, made their big announcement while we had dinner at the Roxy. After lunch we did a little shopping (any one else think about MizFit when looking at those dolls?), then checked in. We made it back to the beach for a lovely sunset.


For dinner, we headed to Native Foods. As you know, it’s my favorite restaurant and I’m so happy that the Encinitas location opened a few months ago. It was a beautiful evening, so Alan and I sat on the patio (next to a was a little chilly), and enjoyed our food. Bistro Steak Sandwich for me, Oklahoma Bacon Cheeseburger for Alan. We both had apple pie for dessert. Remember, in spite of the names, everything is free of animal products at Native Foods.


On Sunday morning, I had a 12 miler on the schedule. I decided to cut it back to 10 miles, because of our Easter plans, but I felt so good I ended up running 11 miles. Another beautiful day. I felt so great on the run that I wished that it was race day! I was really pleased that I ran mile 10, which is a pretty good uphill stretch from Cardiff to Encinitas, at race pace. Hurray for me!


After the run, we got a little dressed up and headed south to San Diego. We had big plans, but we stopped beforehand for a few photos. We were on Shelter Island, which is just across the harbor from downtown. Oh, the top photo is actually a statue of a surfer that is in Cardiff. It gets a lot of kidding for the pose and people tend to dress it up for the holidays.


Here’s the main reason we were in San Diego! To see my grandson, Samuel.

IMG_4837And his parents of course. And Sarah’s family. We were invited to Easter Brunch at the Bali Hai on Shelter Island. That is Samuel’s other grandma in the photo above. And Alan finally had a chance to feed Samuel. He’s four months old now, very happy, active, and has been sleeping through the night for about two months! He was a little off his schedule today, but, as you can see, he finally crashed out in his daddy’s arms.

IMG_4839More family shots from brunch today. Check out the view from our table at the Bali Hai. Beautiful, isn’t it?

How was your holiday weekend? Did you get to spend some time with family and friends?

Weekly Training Recap: Failure or Rest? And What I did Instead of Running

Well, depending on your point of view, I either had a week of magnificent rest or spectacular failure. Since I am a glass half full type, I will choose the former to describe a week where I ran less than 12 miles total, managed only two very moderate strength classes, and did not make it to yoga at all. For what it’s worth, here’s my training recap.

I started slowly on Monday. I was very tired and somewhat sore from my “double header” of long run and 90 minute yoga class, so I decided it was smart to take the whole day off.  I felt much better by Tuesday, but after waking up with a headache in the morning (something that happened several times last week, including a doozy of a migraine on Friday), I managed only a modified interval workout. I was still pleased that I completed seven ¼ mile repeats on the road averaging about 1:45-1:50.


I ran my six recovery miles on Wednesday, but I was still tired and happy to have the next two days off running. I taught my Superball class on Thursday, challenging my upper body pretty good, but skipping the lower body. I was looking forward to the challenge of my Fast and Furious class on Friday though.

Well, you know what they say about best laid plans. I woke up about midnight on Friday morning and could feel the migraine coming on. I was pretty much up all night between the headache and the nausea. I ended up cancelling my class, and when I finally was feeling a little better I slept until four in the afternoon.

The weekend was more of the same, training-wise. I skipped the run on Saturday, and on Sunday, instead of the 11 mile long run that is on the schedule, I managed three slow, sluggish miles. Total mileage for the week was about 11.5.

Now, let’s get to the excuses reasons for my training lapse (besides the migraines and the much needed rest).

On Friday night, Alan and I  to see West Side Story! It is still one of my all-time favorite movies, and when I found out it was coming to the McCallum Theatre in Palm Desert, I knew that I had to go. I was even going to splurge a little on tickets, but when I went online to order, all but the balconey seats were sold out. No matter. The McCallum is a wonderful little theater with great acoustics, and there really isn’t a bad seat in the house. Even one row from the last we could see everything, including the expressions on the actor’s faces.

I thought it was an excellent production of my favorite story. The dancing was great, the singing was very good, especially by the actors who played Tony and Maria, and the staging was spot on. I completely enjoyed every minute. I did notice that there seemed to be a lot more Spanish spoken, both in the dialog between the Puerto Rican Sharks, and integrated into the lyrics. I read later that this new production had added more Spanish, which is really appropriate if you think about it, since the assimilation of the Puerto Ricans into the very xenophobic culture of New York in the 1950s is an important part of the story.

So, I started Friday with a migraine, medicated that away eventually, slept a good part of the day, then went to the Theater. Is it any wonder that after getting home around 11:00, enjoying a little midnight snack before bed, I did not want to get up early to go for my scheduled six mile tempo run? The early start would have been necessary because we needed to leave by 8:00 to head to Huntington Beach to visit our grandsons and see them play in their little league baseball game!

So, instead of the run, we slept in a little, then packed and took off for Orange County. We had fun watching Cash and Dane play ball, and even though their team lost, we got to see Cash get a hit (and an RBI!).



After the game, while their dad took them to the post-game pizza party, their mom, Lisa, Alan, and I went to the Loving Hut, a vegan restaurant, for lunch. Loving Hut is part of a chain of restaurants, and I’d never been there, so I was excited to give it a try.


Alan had the special, a sandwich made with tofurkey, which he enjoyed. I had the  Be Veg Burger, a soy patty with onions, barbecue sauce, to which I added avocado. Lisa ordered the Lemongrass..something (?) which she did not enjoy. It had a fishy flavor, which I think was intended, but Lisa didn’t realize when she ordered it (she saw someone in the restaurant eating it and thought it looked good).



Overall, I was somewhat disappointed with the Loving Hut. The food took a long time to be served, even though we were the only ones waiting at that point. And then, it was served one dish at a time, which is not really good service. I’m sorry that I was not more enthusiastic, because I wanted to love the Loving Hut. There are few enough vegan restaurants in this world; I really want to support the ones that exist.

After lunch, we went back to the house, and hung with our family. Alan took the boys to the beach, while I stayed and chatted with Lisa. Lisa’s vegan dinner was much tastier and healthier that the restaurant version.

Before going to bed, we put our clocks forward. I was already questioning my long run the next day. Losing an hour would make for a later start, and we had another big day ahead (and another grandson to visit).

Without an alarm clock, Alan and I woke up at 6:00, which was now actually 7:00. Alan has a tradition of walking with the twins to Starbucks when we visit. He buys hot chocolate for them, and coffee for us. A little adventure lay in store for the boys though: On the walk back, they found someone’s purse laying on the curb. Alan thought it looked like someone may have stepped out of the passenger side of a car and (perhaps being somewhat intoxicated?) not noticed that she’d dropped her purse.

When he got home, he looked through the purse and found the wallet. A young woman, 25 years old according to her driver’s license, with very little in her bag. Besides the license, she had a credit card, a couple business cards, and a AAA card. I googled her name while Alan called AAA. I had no luck on the internet (it’s not as easy as it used to be, everyone wants money to give you a phone number these days), but the AAA person was very helpful. She would call the young lady, tell her Alan had her purse, and give her his phone number.

Two minutes later, we heard a ringing from the purse. We hadn’t seen it, but there was a much battered cell phone tucked away. Alan answered, told AAA that it was just him, but at least with a cell phone we knew we’d find some points of contact.

First, Alan looked up her mother (my googling had discovered that daughter and presumably mother shared the address that was on the driver’s license).  He left a message (it was still pretty early, only about 8:00 by now).

He then looked through her recent call log, and called someone on that list. When he told the young man who answered that he’d found the purse, Alan was asked, “was it at Hurricane’s (a local bar)?” Alan told him the story of finding the purse, and told him that he could meet him to give him the purse. Before doing that, Alan called the mother back. He found out that she’d just picked up her daughter from the hospital, where she’d been taken for alcohol poisoning. Truly a sad story, we really hope that things turn out okay for this girl we’ve never met.

By this time, it was close to 9:00. Our hearts weren’t in the run, but we headed out anyway. I’d already decided to cut back the distance. It was a short day anyway, and I wanted to head south to San Diego to visit our infant grandson as soon as possible. As it turned out, both Alan and I were dragging on the run, and ended up turning around at a mile and a half. Talk about long run fail.



Even with cutting the run short, we didn’t get to San Diego until almost 2:00. We spent a wonderful few hours with my son and daughter-in-law, and of course, Samuel, our 14 week old grandson. He is growing so fast! He has a wonderful disposition, always smiling, laughing, and cooing, and he’s sleeping well through the night. What a difference three weeks makes at that age. We had a great visit.






Well, I have to say that it was worth giving up my training for the weekend. I was so excited and happy to spend time with my family, to see West Side Story, not to mention, to give my body a break. Now I am ready and excited to get back at it this coming week. I promise that my recap report for next week will be much better.

How did your training go this week?

It Wasn’t All Bad: The Good Part of the Weekend

As you know, I spent last weekend in San Diego while my sister Lisa and I took care of arrangements for my aunt. While it was sad and stressful, I will say that it wasn’t all bad. Here are some of the good parts of the weekend.

When Alan and I spent the previous weekend in San Diego, we stayed at a hotel. I didn’t want to do that again, and I was husband-less this time, so I asked my son if I could stay and sleep on his couch. You know that that means!


Grandson Time!

I spent two nights, so I got to spend some quality time with Samuel. This was my second weekend visiting in a row, so he was really responding to my voice and face. He is smiling regularly now and seems like he’s almost ready to burst into laughter. Time goes fast, and children grow even faster I think. He’ll be eight weeks old by the time you read this!

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#1 Giants fan. “What do you mean Barry Bonds won’t go to the Hall of Fame?”


The previous weekend, when we were trying to get my aunt’s things moved into storage, I didn’t eat right, sleep well, or do any running at all. I was so stressed out  and I’m sure that no exercise had a lot to do with it. I was determined not to let that happen again. I made sure to pack running gear for two days, plus I took a short run before I left for San Diego on Friday morning. My original plan was to run from my son’s house, but when I found out that my brother-in-law, Bill, would be in town, I made a running date with him. So early Saturday morning he picked me up and we drove to Mission Beach, where we met up with a friend of his for a run along the coast.


Bill and his friend, Miles, were both in the Marines, in Iraq together. They are both younger than I (Miles by about 20+years!). So I was happy that I was able to keep up with them on the run, even though I know that they slowed down considerably for me. We ran six miles, I averaged about nine minutes per mile, and I held on until the last mile when the boys started getting faster and faster. Still, I was pleased with the run. I feel like it gives me a starting point for what I can run right now when I push myself and I can incorporate that into my half marathon training plan (the one I have yet to create!).


Sunday, Bill picked me up again and we headed back to the same place. He wanted to run longer, but I decided to stick with six miles, that being the longest I’ve run for a while. After the first mile, Bill ran his own pace, as did I, falling back into sluggish recovery mode.  I finished first, thank goodness, while Bill ran 11 miles at a pretty good pace and finished 30 minutes or so after I did. It was such a gorgeous day, I just enjoyed the beautiful weather while I waited.



I give you January in San Diego.


Eating was something else I skimped on the previous weekend. Not this time. As I pulled into town (after a quick stop at Road Runner Sports), I decided to check out Evolution Fast Food, a vegan restaurant downtown. Their concept is a drive-thru burger joint that is 100% free of animal products! I have actually tried a few of the items that they send out to supermarkets like Whole Foods and Clark’s Nutrition Center, and I was looking forward to visiting the actual restaurant. Interestingly, when I plugged the address into my GPS, the directions it gave me were the same as if I was heading to my Aunt Lois’ apartment! Turns out, she lived only a mile away.


I ordered the South of the Border Burger, with their made-in-house bean patty. And fries, of course. It was very good. They have a little patio area in back if you choose to eat at the restaurant.


There is also a Whole Foods near Lois’ apartment, so I stocked up with some prepared food to bring with me to my son’s house. Oh, and a bottle of wine, too. Believe it or not, I didn’t take pictures of any of that.

Saturday night we all went out to dinner. My son, Nathan, and my daughter-in-law, Sarah, who both follow Paleo diets, me, the vegan, my brother-in-law, Bill, who ordered gluten-free, and my sister, Lisa, who just ate like a normal person. We chose to go to Sammy’s Woodfired Pizza, which has options for all of us. Sarah and I shared a vegan, vegetable pizza with a gluten-free crust. It was really very good.


On Sunday, after Lisa and I spent hours going through my aunt’s possessions, I realized as I started the two hour drive home that I had not eaten since breakfast (very unusual for me since I usually hit a sugar low long before I’m actually hungry). I decided to wait until I got to Temecula, where there is a little restaurant called the Earth Bistro that specializes in fresh, organic food, and has several vegan items on the menu. I was so hungry that my eyes were bigger than my stomach, and I order a hummus and flatbread platter for an appetizer, and a portobello burger for my entree. Both were excellent.



Yes, I was so hungry I couldn’t wait to take a picture.


And finally, the best part of the weekend was the time I was able to spend with my family. I missed Alan of course, but to be with my sister and Bill, who live in Texas,  was wonderful. Also it was fun to stay with Nathan and Sarah and I always treasure the time I spend with them.


Sorry for the picture quality, taken in a dark restaurant.



And of course, Samuel, who doesn’t have a restaurant photo because he slept the entire time we were there! But I’m sure I can dig up at least one other picture! 😉 .


Knowing that I would be gone for three days, I brought my “good” computer (as opposed to my slow-poke netbook), fully intending to get some writing done. I did not turn it on once. I don’t regret that at all (though it led to some serious catching up on Monday). The good part of the weekend was really, really good.

It’s hard to beat San Diego (or La Quinta) weather right now. How is the weather in your neck of the woods? What was the best thing that you ate last weekend (yes, I know it’s Thursday, but I’m sure you can remember)?