Met with Mark Black today in Dieppe:
Mark is a success coach, author, and motivational speaker who had a double lung/heart transplant 9 years ago. His kids are happy to have their dad. If you haven’t already, please check your registration status to see if you are an organ donor.
After meeting with Mark, I did some more trip planning (it’s unfolding as it happens, people), ate some fries (sound mundane, but to those of us with celiac disease, New York Fries are a serious treat), then met up with Lisa to go to:
Don’t let the name fool you. Magnetic: yes. Hill: not so much. In my opinion, magnetic flat/marginal incline would be a more appropriate name. Either way, we had a good time. Afterwards, we came home, had dinner with Rob and the kiddies, then went to Zoomba. It was my maiden voyage for that type of dance. Made me miss the PR Showgirls. Soon enough I will be shimmying and cow belling once more.
The rest of the night entailed Lisa receiving a DVD:
And relaxing in the hot tub after dance. Fun stuff. I love you Grande-Digue! Even if I still can’t pronounce your name correctly.