When Stanley arrived from Brandi, I was so excited. I couldn't believe it was my week to visit with the little bugger. The first thing we did, was head off for the grocery store. It was payday, the first one of the month, which meant stock up time. Stanley had told me how excited he was to use a coupon with Brandi, so I gave him the low down on Extreme Couponing.
He couldn't believe how much we saved on everything we got.
The next day, Stanley and I woke up bright and early to make cinnamon rolls for my husband before he left for work. Stanley informed me that he thoroughly enjoyed cooking, but was excited to know that we were cheating and using pre-made Pillsbury rolls.
That afternoon, Stanley enjoyed beefing up while my husband had physical therapy. He was a bit too short for the leg press, but he tried his hardest.
While my husband was getting his electro-stimulation on his shoulder, Stanley was rather unsure about it, but my husband explained it for him and he decided he would rather not have to endure it.
We asked Stanley what he wanted for dinner, and he said that he really enjoyed Chinese food, so we splurged a little, and got him what he wanted. He said it was a bit different from that of England's, but he enjoyed it just the same. Because he wanted it so badly, he wanted to make sure it would make it home safe, so he buckled himself and the food in for the journey back home.
Things were pretty uneventful the next few days, mostly just laying around and taking naps with my husband and the dog.
(Mini wasn't too sure about Stanley, but he promised that he was of no threat, so she settled in for a mid-day nap.)
I was hoping to take Stanley to a Seattle Mariner's game, but alas, Longview's a little too far off the beaten path. So, instead, we settled for watching them on tv, and Stanley decided he wasn't too much of a fan. I, of course, informed Stanley that none of us were much of Mariner fans but we try to be hopeful each season, and those who know baseball know why. But Stanley was thrilled when he found out that my husband's physical therapist was a Packer's fan like him.
Much to my, and Stanley's, dismay, our week of visiting came to end. When I took him to the post store, we said our "see you later"s, he's not a fan of "goodbye"s, and he was on his way. But before he went he had me promise to show everyone his new friend, Chiquita. =]
Stanley and I, and my husband, had a wonderful visit and we wish him safe travels and joyful endeavors.
