What cheese can never be yours? Nacho cheese.
Today I made some changes that needed to occur but were difficult. I changed my answering machines to be just me, and I changed the name of the Daily Diary. The diary began when Sue and I retired, and I keep it up every day. My memories of my beautiful wife will never go away, but things must move forward and reflect what is happening now.
OK, back to the day! I will be waiting for the county inspector to show up and look at the electrical installation so we can get it sealed up before the rains come down. According to their plan, my home is 5th on the list of places he has to inspect today, which means anywhere between 8:00 AM and Noon.
Someone had extra paint laying around, and they are pretty handy with a brush!
I see more and more Trump signs around; they now outnumber the socialists 2:1 in our hood!
I will have to pass by tonight and see if they are lit up!
I pass by this all the time, and it is lit up with all kinds of orange lights!
Upon returning home, I headed to the wine store, and I picked up a 1/2 case of Cakebread plus some Polish wine for our great dance instructor, Marcine.
In the afternoon, I awaited the arrival of Robin and Bob as they are going to pick up the Avalon for Nick. When they called, we decided to go to Patty’s Place.
Chuck was there this evening, making it a pleasant visit.
After dinner, I decided I wanted to see Mary since this would have been the first day we had been apart since July 28th. I popped over, had a half-glass of wine, and departed for home. Scout was happy to see me! Oh, so was Mary!
Mary reminded me of Dolly Parton night a few years back.
It was a good day, and tomorrow will be better!