No rest for the weary! We were up and moving at 6:00 am with Mary inside the hot tub scrubbing it down (we emptied it last night). I put the quarterly UV protection fluid on the cover (which, BTW, has worked well) as the cover is seven years old and does not show any deterioration.
We got all the water out using a pump, a scoop, and a bucket!
Cleaning the Swim Spa!
Inside, Mary works her magic and makes the sides sparkle again. Meanwhile, I attempted to change the spa water filters and ended up getting drenched in the process. It turns out water filters have a sense of humor too!
Mary is busy at work!
Mary was singing, “Rub a dub dub, Mary’s in the tub“.
So, Joe called today with this brilliant idea. I sent him some pictures of the umbrella, and he went ahead and posted a “come and get it” on a social platform. I’m pretty sure he thinks he’s the next Picasso or something. I mean, with a bit of paint, it’d sure make a snazzy umbrella – if only we needed an umbrella and not a patio cover!
We are attempting to give it away.
We planned on going to the fair, but a phone call came in, and Dianne needed help! David’s situation was deteriorating.
I had to cancel my dentist appointment because I needed to accompany Mary to Dianne’s place first. After that, the three of us went to the hospital together. We ended up staying there until around 3:00 pm before finally heading back home.
Robin decided she had enough of our backyard zoo and escaped before the animals launched a full-scale rebellion. But only after she snapped a picture to prove to the authorities that we were running a legitimate exotic animal sanctuary in our backyard.
Robin spots the bird in our backyard.
Due to the two-person limit in the hospital room, I found myself hanging out in the parking lot where I made a life-changing discovery – a new addition to the hospital grounds. It turns out, many veterans visit this hospital, and to my surprise, there was a movement to pay tribute to ‘Hanoi Jane.’ Who knew parking lots could be so eventful?” How appropriate! I made a deposit but I did not autograph it!
In the hospital parking lot.
When we got back home, we immediately dialed Robin with the genius plan to hit the fair tonight! It was perfect timing—it was definitely cooler than earlier. Robin showed up at 5:00 p.m., and off we went to the fair, speeding there as if our ice cream was melting in the car.
I saw the lights and heard the siren, oh dear!
We got a ticket on the way to the fair (not really).
We made it to the fair by 6:00 p.m., and Mary, like a little kid, kept yelling, “I wanna turkey leg, can I have a turkey leg? Please, please, please!!”
So, to avoid her total meltdown, we found the first turkey leg store and immediately stopped. The leg was $23.24, and I was, therefore, happy we were not getting an octo-turkey!
We went VFR to the Turkey Leg facility.
Robin was beginning her diet and shared her chicken skewer with me. I loved the onions, bell peppers, and tomatoes.
While Mary started woofing down the turkey leg, I went for wine! Standing in line 25 yards away, I could hear the mashing of teeth and the tearing sounds of flesh being ripped from the bone and munching, reminiscent of a 1920s washing machine.
Robin got the chicken skewer.
Upon my return, she tempted me with the remnants of the once 20-pound turkey leg!
She holds it over my head!
I offered her a glass of wine, but alas, her arms and hands were locked in the gnawing position, and her teeth looked like a windup chattering teeth toy! It was frightening. Mothers with little kids were moving away from our table!
Oh dear!
When she was done, only a white bone and some tendons remained, and she put those in her purse for a snack on the way home. If the police stopped us and they saw her purse, we would have been hauled away for cannibalism!
Oh my, a live cannibal.
My view of the fair revealed that I needed a chicken kebab and some jalapeno poppers. I went to get my dinner and did not fear losing Mary in the crowd; I just needed to carefully listen to Mary, it was the sound of a lioness tearing apart a zebra in the great Serengeti outback.
How good was the turkey leg you ask?
We had choices.
Bones were flying, and cartilage spilled onto the paper plate, but as she approached the end of this evening of terror, her eyes returned to their normal color, and the red flashing color faded away!
The poor vendors looked over at her and began to put out “WERE CLOSED” signs, fearing she would go grazing again and empty their shelves of everything turkey.
Almost gone with only bone remaining!
Success! We tore her away from her meal and headed to the shirt shop! I got two, Bob D and Jim got special shirts, and Mary found a ladies’ patriotic shirt to match mine; it was a successful visit.
More shirts come home with us.
We began heading to the Orange Gate, where we parked our car. One of the rides started spewing snow, so we held each other and began to sing Christmas carols (in the 76-degree heat). Mary’s voice was beautiful, but a security officer asked me to leave.
I almost asked him to look into Mary’s purse and witness what remained of the turkey, but I thought better and kept quiet.
It’s snowing
Goodbye, Fair, see you in a year!
See you next year!
As we walked out, I saw a bunch of turkeys running the other direction and they were mumbling, “It’s her, she finished off a leg in 13.4 seconds! Run for your life!”
“Run, save yourself; she is approaching!”
I tried to count how many people were still attending the fair at 9:00 pm, but I lost count after reaching “a gazillion.”
View from the parking lot.
We decided to stop at Aces and play some Johnny Cash on the e_jukebox. The owner was in, and he visited us! We danced and enjoyed a glass of wine before going home. Mary wanted to stop by Ralph’s to see if they have some turkey legs!
Hello Aces, let’s dance.
We had a fantastic time, and when we stumbled back home, we set the firepit ablaze, sipped on some questionable wine, and attempted to solve all the world’s problems again! We might have come up with some groundbreaking solutions, or it could have just been the fumes from the firepit getting to us.
Off to bed and Mary went sound to sleep but I hear her murmuring 1,2,3,4,etc. She was dreaming of turkey legs jumping over the bed!
Oh my!!
