We were up early and did our customary walk of the Casa Valencia Arboretum. Everything was A-OK and the peas are in the final stages of the countdown to blast off (the point where they grow three inches a day!).
We got freshened up and headed to the Anaheim Convention Center for the Home and Garden Show. In general, it was disappointing but we understand COVID hurt many businesses so we put on our big girl panties and walked around anyway! The price was right!
People are so clever; these folks put LED lights on the top of the rain gutters so the homes could be lit up without dangling wires!
The batteries were given out free of charge.
We got a book from a writer of mystery novels; we hope it was a good choice. We had a great time looking at everything.
We had a staggering amount of succulents to select from; Mary likes to put them in our east-wall cactus garden.
The train folks must have been invited to the show as their display was right in the center of everything. The “HO-gauge” trains ran almost fifty feet and included several towns, a switching yard, and a roundhouse.
Trains? Duh! I ran over, pressed my nose against the glass, and made choo-choo sounds as loud as I could. Mary ducked behind a small tree and hoped that I would run out of breath before the police were called. It brought back memories of summer vacations in Arkansas where I would run down the street when I heard the train coming and count the cars. They still had some steam locomotives in the late 1940s.
Now, down to serious business. We found an amazing patio set complete with four rocking and sliding chairs plus a table with an integrated firepit.
Now comes musical chairs! Mary’s set goes from the Gazebo to the front yard; my set goes from the back patio to the gazebo; the new set takes a place of honor on the back patio. Now, each set has a firepit or heat source and everything matches. Yeah!
They should be delivered on Monday!
The older I get, the more energy it takes to remember what happened yesterday when I do the daily diary. As you get older three things happen. The first is your memory goes, and I can’t remember the other two.
We were hungry by noon so we stopped at Taco City and Mary attacked a breakfast burrito while I did in two hard-shelled steak tacos. I wanted to go back for seconds but Mary said, “No!” When a clock is hungry it goes back four seconds.
We returned home and took a nap of about 90 minutes so we would be ready for this evening’s pilgrimage to see Steve Tyrell at the Coachhouse. We had a nice dinner with Vicky and Jum plus Ed and Betty. I did the swordfish and Mary did the filet mignon. We shared potato skins. Truth be told, the potato skins would have been enough for us alone!
We are a pulchritudinous trio! (Yes, you better find your dictionary!)
The girls were ravishing this evening. They had the best seats in the house because Steve entered the stage through the door next to our table and stopped to visit Vicky and he remembered the time she sneaked backstage and gave him a shoulder rub. You must ask Vicky to tell the entire story!
Steve stopped and autographed Vicky’s poster.
Did You Know? Steve Tyrell (born Stephen Louis Bilao III, December 19, 1944) is an American singer and record producer. He won a 2004 Grammy Award as the producer of the Rod Stewart studio album Stardust: The Great American Songbook, Volume III. He also hosts a jazz radio program on KKJZ at Cal State, Long Beach (California).
Tyrell was head of A&R and promotion at Scepter Records. He produced B. J. Thomas’ hits “Hooked on a Feeling,” “Raindrops Keep Fallin’ on My Head,” and “Rock and Roll Lullaby.” He wrote “How Do You Talk to an Angel” for the TV show The Heights, “Hold On” for Jamie Walters, “It’s Only Love” for B. J. and Elvis Presley, and all the songs in the teen sitcom California Dreams.
A music producer, or record producer, assists an artist with their recording project, bringing their vision to fruition and guiding their sound along the way.
He sang “The Way You Look Tonight” on the soundtrack for Father of the Bride (1991). Tyrell inherited the annual holiday residency at the Carlyle Hotel from cabaret singer Bobby Short.
The show was terrific and it was only 26 minutes from our home in Orange. We may return as they have several shows coming up that sound fun!
We made it home in about 26 minutes and immediately crashed. When we opened the back door, Scout scooted inside and went to bed! He is a funny baby!