Not sure if I should go to my friends funeral. It’s on Cayman Brac, about a 80 mile airplane ride.
I guess I’ll probably go. “Always go to your friends’s funerals, otherwise they won’t come to yours”, right? But I’m still not sure.
In other news, today is my last day of four vacation days. It was nice and relaxing but I didn’t get as much done around the house as I wanted. I didn’t dive because of the wind, and now it’s nice again. (another reason not to get on an airplane.)
Last night we had a small cookout for my wifes best friends dads birthday. I cooked a whole tenderloin, AKA a 7 pound filet mignon, on the barbecue.
I gotta say, it came out beautifully. First i put the potatoes on high for a while. Then I put the meat on, still on high, for 5 minutes. Then I turned it over for 5 minutes. Then i put the grill on low and turned it over every 15 minutes for about an hour and fifteen.
Before I started, I was stressed about screwing it up, but after a while, I started to get the good feeling. Then I was worried about the potatoes. They were good too.
I’m pretty sure everyone got enough to eat.
Now it’s hump day. I’m riding the scooter, first time in weeks!