Estimated reading time: 4 minutes
7:00 am, and we are in the garden, but most of the time with flowers and other “gardening tasks”. Mary trimmed her roses, and I cleaned out the mosquito trap, which was easy. I took the trap to the garage and the driveway. I used the air compressor and sent the dead bugs on a 50-foot flight through the air! Poof!
Mary was still trimming, and I looked at our 5×5 wooden gate and decided to replace it with white vinyl. That way, the rain will not bother it, and it will be lighter.
At 11:00 am, we decided to embrace our inner synchronized swimmers and gracefully flop into the pool like a couple of confused mermaids.
Scout provided adult supervision during this period and kept an eye out for those pesky elephants!
“Hey…. Keep the noise down, huh?”
I just made a “berry” important discovery in the garden today—it turns out I’m a professional blackberry picker! I gathered so many blackberries that I think I deserve the title of “Berry Master.” It looks like we’ve got a new dessert option for lunch—it’s berry delicious!
Warm from the sun!
While the gate people are here, we will get an estimate for putting up a patio on the front of the house behind the wall so we can enjoy watching the neighbors go back and forth. Plus, we’ll have front-row seats for the neighborhood drama—it’s like our own reality show!
Mary fixed a bodacious lunch, which was entirely too healthy! We fixed that because we had razzleberry pie for dessert!
Watermelon, grapes, and berries, along with a salad from the garden (except for the hard cheese and artichoke hearts)
At 2:30 p.m., we hit the pool again (it was our second time today), and to avoid turning into a pair of human lobsters, we sought shade! We floated, chatted, and tried not to sizzle under the sun for half an hour. It was a close call, but we emerged unburnt and maybe a little wrinkly.
A little later, Doctor Mary removed the sutures and running stitches from my hand; it had been two weeks since the surgery. She used Steri-Strips on the wound and demanded that I lay on the couch and each bon bons every hour until 5:00 pm when we headed to the Segerstrom to see Peter Pan. (I thought Peter Pan was a bedpan for boys!)
We have had the Broadway series at the Segerstrom since 1990 and the same seats for the past ten years.
Before the play, we went to our favorite Indian restaurant, The Royal Khyber, in Costa Mesa. I have been going there for 35 years! They did some serious remodeling recently, and it was not the same fine dining experience I was used to—rugs gone, tablecloths no longer, modern lighting, etc. The food and service were excellent, but the ambiance just lacked the “class” of the original.
We got to the play about 30 minutes early and walked around before taking our seats. We were in row E on the left, and the seats were perfect. The play was outstanding and the music amazing. We gave this production an A+ and our seal of approval!
We took Precious this evening. She had been “couped” up in the garage for a month and needed to stretch her legs!
Precious got to go this evening!
We were both tired, so there were no Aces this evening. We visited Scout, checked for Amazon deliveries, and crashed! It was a warm evening, so I opened the windows and fired up the whole house fan, and I’ll swear, up in the sky to the south and just under the moon, I saw Tink and the gang taking the redeye to Never Never Land!
“Good night, Tink!”
