Always borrow money from a pessimist. He won’t expect it back.
Mary was still knocked out when I got up, so I know she was feeling horrible. We watched a good movie called “Catch Me If You Can.” I made us some toast, and we finally waddled out to the patio and had our morning coffee around 9:30 AM.
Mary got up, took a shower, and felt ready to sit back down and recover more! We have a load of fun having fun, and that means being together!
She laid in the family room and read most of the day; the breeze was refreshing, and it only got warm about 5:00 PM.
Scout was confused because, usually, by 8:00 AM, we have put in 90 minutes of hard work, not today! I reminded Mary, “A healthy sleep not only makes your life longer but also shortens the workday.” The sore throat is a pain, but it could be worse! What if I were a giraffe?
Hey… it could always be worse!!
We did not leave home except for my little excursion to ACE Hardware and, later on, the burger joint (In-N-Out) for dinner. We crashed at 7:00 PM after a brief jump into the small spa. We were happy to be home all day today, but we missed dancing with Donna and Bob and the gang! Tomorrow will be a better day!
Mary always has the respect of her patients or class!
Oh, twenty years and two weeks!
Just us!
I think my camera went into overdrive, so I finally stopped; besides, the film was fogging over! We were enjoying a glass of wine just before sitting in the spa.
STOP!
ATTENTION VICKY! You can come over any afternoon and watch your grandson swim, and you are only a few feet away basking in the shade in the 94-degree hot tub. The umbrella and a pool boy (me) waiting on you, hand and foot (sorry, I do NOT wear speedos; it scares Scout)!
VICKY! You can come over a visit us and sit in the 94-degree hot tub!
We mentioned that the house came with a storage shed that we thought would handle everything. I decided another shed was needed as I saw the garage filling up the floor to ceiling with our stuff. The first shed was called the “He Shed.”
I had mine!
Of course, there is now a “The She Shed.” Notice carefully that hers is on a concrete foundation so it would not sink into the soil should there be made soft by a hard rainy season!
She had hers!
Our garden, considering it is made of a lot of 50-gallon buckets, is doing amazingly well. Thanks to my late son, Mitchell, who taught me a lot about gardening, I have become a good vegetable gardener. We have had fresh beans, cucumbers, zucchini, tomatoes, and all sorts of crops from these tiny barrels. Wait until winter when the real garden goes in! Actually, I perfected my vegetable garden beds through a process of trowel and error.
I did ask Mary, “What do you call a tree from another planet?” My masterful response to her puzzle look was, ” A extra-tree-restrial.”
Looking at the tomatoes, I see flatbread in our future!
Our tomatoes are going bonkers, and we have fresh tomatoes every night!
The sun is setting; time to head to the pool spa! No one is around; the neighbors are quiet, the school is empty, time to skinny dipping. This saves money on laundry soap! Unfortunately, in my case, it is called “chunky dunking”!
Now we hit the hot tub and a quick couple of laps in the pool!
After getting out of the pool and sitting on the patio at 7:30 PM, we decided to hit the sack. Scout, The Wonder Dog, was so sound asleep we did not even hear us! Great guard dog! I am having him fitted for hearing aids next week!
Scout’s new trick is called “Dead Dog.”
All he had to do was to move ten feet, but NO, he was adamant. Mary crashed at 7:45 PM, and I not 8:45 PM after I finally awoke the little bugger up. Time for a cup of cold water, I think! I figured out why he crashed; his daddy brought him two In-N-Out “doggier burgers”!
“Daddy, I want to stay outside where it is cool!
It was a restful day, and frankly, we needed that. We were so sorry to miss this evening’s dancing, but alas, we have to watch out for our health, especially now that I am married to an M.D.
