Sea Day #6

Hello from the second most boring sea day. Again, not because of the lack of activities or because I personally was bored

You can see the day’s activities
on the app, too. 

but because of hospital patient Baloo the dog. The first text to me from back home arrived at a very early 3:46AM letting me know the hospital still couldn’t get him to eat. There were 25 more incoming messages and 4 phone calls made to me in the next five hours. With all my attention being focused on conversations from home - which should be done in private, not public - I again pushed the privacy button on the door panel, stayed in the cabin, and skipped breakfast. It was only when Baloo arrived home and got settled in did I feel comfortable leaving the cabin.

It was about 11:00 when I headed straight outside to a lounge chair on Deck 16. The weather was still on the warm side so I was surprised the pool deck wasn’t packed.

Loungers empty on a sea day at 11? Shocking. 

I eventually made my way to the dining room for lunch. Unfortunately it was Pub Lunch day. I used to love pub lunch (I wrote about how much I loved it on a cruise in 2017) but nowadays, they’re turning the fish out so fast it’s always just mediocre.

Based on the size of the fish pieces
it should be called chips and fish instead

Having to get the taste of greasy fish out of my mouth, I of course had to opt for half a piece of chocolate cake with just a tad bit of ice cream.

From there, a stop at the casino, and another hand pay.

Love winning. Hate the implications at tax time.

Back to the cabin because of more incoming texts and phone calls. And photos. Poor Baloo.

I think he’s saying, “Rescue me Grandma.”

Pre-dinner drinks of…

Lemon Drop Martini

White rum, spiced rum, and Diet Coke

Yummy, yummy samosas from the Elite Lounge

Dinner was Italian night, not my favorite. But I had a bit of that spicy pasta I had the other night and a dish called Mama’s Lasagna. 

Topped off with lemon meringue cheesecake. 

We move clocks ahead again tonight so I’m creeping closer to home time zone. Hope that means receiving 3:46 AM texts won’t feel like 3:46 AM anymore. 

Up tomorrow, another sea day.

Sea Day #5

Hello from the most boring sea day ever. It wasn’t because of the lack of activities on the ship because there were plenty. 

It was because of a dog. Baloo, my daughter’s dog who I babysat when he was a puppy, had a life threatening medical emergency last night. He was rushed to the all-night veterinarian office, transferred to another, and had emergency surgery in the wee hours of the morning. As things progressed, texts and calls between my daughter and I were numerous throughout the night and early morning hours. It was 3:45 AM Hawaii time when Baloo was out of surgery and I felt comfortable getting in some sleep. And 6 something when I got the next update. At that point I decided to turn off the alarm, push the privacy sign on the door panel, and dig out a protein bar for when I woke up. 

Baloo will be in the hospital for at least another day but should make a full recovery. They had to make a late afternoon trip back to see him because the boy wouldn’t eat but his mom and dad (my daughter and son-in-law) were able to get some baby food in him.

With me sleeping in my day started late. I skipped going to breakfast, I skipped the treadmill, and I barely made my way to the dining room for lunch. I made my own lunch combo of a Thai spring roll and grilled shrimp pasta - minus the pasta.

I had to cut through the casino to get to and from my cabin and the dining room, and since it wasn’t very crowded today I stopped and played a little while. My winnings will help contribute to the Baloo recovery fund.

Put in a $100 bill, lose $30 of it, and win $1547.20. 
Yeah, I’ll take it. 

After lunch were more phone calls and texts and updates which then rolled into predinner drinks. Someone may or may not have had multiple lemon drop martinis.

Dinner was another mix and match meal with this time being beef and a little baby lobster tail. The lobster looked so much more impressive when it was in the shell.

Can you find the lobster?
I think my shrimp at lunch were bigger.

I turned in early tonight, hoping to get some better sleep. What’s up tomorrow? Another sea day, but hopefully a more productive one. See you then!