We were lazy this morning, and we thought a lot about this poor world of ours since the sicko, brain-damaged, inbred, mentally sick radical Muslims began their bloodthirsty rampage.
Today, I discovered that gardening is just a fancy way of saying I played in the dirt for two hours and called it productivity. I even managed to fill a 90-gallon trash can with evidence of my hard work. Who knew making a mess could be so satisfying?
Our idea of placing concrete between the planters works well, especially when we must stop those rebellious plants from growing legs and making a run! We toss the cutting onto the floor, wait a few hours for the moisture to dissipate, and then load the remains into the trash container!
Cleanup is easy; sweep and collect!
The peppers will soon become little rats when Mary stuffs them with cream cheese and wraps them with turkey bacon. Once they are in the oven and then in our mouths, they are beautiful appetizers. The squash will likely find its way into a salad.
I keep thinking: I fought the lawn, and the lawn won; weed it and reap, and give a weed an inch, and it’ll take a yard.
I love those squash!
We have had a plethora of bells this season, and several plants are still producing. As we say, ding-dong!
Did You Know? All bell peppers are from the same plant, but the color depends on how long they are left to ripen before they are harvested. A green bell pepper is picked before it ripens. If left on the plant to ripen, a green pepper becomes a yellow or orange pepper, and when left longer, it eventually becomes a red pepper.
I shall offer to assist Mary, who is stuffing these guys!
Our cleaning staff came over at noon, and Robin and Bob popped by on their way home from Robin’s epidural procedure. They joined us on the patio and had lunch. We loaned them two of our tables for tomorrow’s beach party. We had a good visit.
In the afternoon, Mary packed a fantastic meal for tomorrow’s picnic at the Muckenthaler Amphitheater in Fullerton. Ten of us will attend this event; having so many outstanding friends is amazing.
The Alley Cats’ unparalleled Doo Wop show blends America’s most known and loved music with comedy and showmanship that had Muck audiences begging for their return!
Hilarious and talented!
It was recorded last year, and you can see us in the sixth row taking it all in!
For the rest of the afternoon, we watched TV, and then we watched the end of a series we had started a week ago entitled Dark Winds. Set in 1971 on a remote outpost of the Navajo Nation near Monument Valley, Dark Winds follows Lieutenant Joe Leaphorn of the Tribal Police as he is besieged by a series of seemingly unrelated crimes.
They have been renewed for season three, year! It will begin in early 2025.
We got ready to go to the Tustin Senior Citizens Center for an evening of dancing.
The music was terrific, and we had a ball. The “Old Guys” had us all moving and grooving!
Laura, Mary, Mary, and Bill were having a wonderful time. We danced everything from a Waltz to a Tango and the Texas Two-Step! We kept moving for two and a half hours.
Our dance friends.
A brochure caught my eye, and I showed it to Mary! Finally, I shall get her signed up and back into artwork. We are attempting to arrange the upstairs into an art studio and a place to dance.
You go, girl!
We departed and stopped by Aces, but three feet inside, we did a 180 and came home. They had a DJ, and the music was so loud that my teeth rattled! I cannot understand why people subject themselves to such noise, knowing full well that it destroys their hearing. I guess Mary and I are more intelligent than the average bear!
Scout and I ventured out into the great outdoors so that he could take care of his pre-sleep rituals. The night air was wonderfully refreshing, a cool 65 degrees; YEAH!! It’s amazing how excited we can get about the little things, like perfect potty weather for our furry friends!
It’s time for bed.
Tomorrow is a full day as we have Girl’s Night Out and then off to the Muck with friends.
