Some people feel the rain. Others just get wet.
Thank you, family and friends, for all the support during this time! We are grateful for everything!
OK, I will not give up! It isn’t in my jeans or genes. Our hallway closet started jamming about a week ago. Over time it was becoming more difficult to open! I adjusted it, and after two days of messing with it, I told Sue yesterday that I was going to replace the entire door. Of course, she said, “Fine, do it!.”
This morning I took the mirrored door down and examined it. While it was lying across our dining room table, much like a patient in the operating room, I discovered the problem. It was a broken block of plastic that held the pivoting screw and allowed the door height to be adjusted.
The replacement part could never be found, so I went to the garage, grabbed my “household tool bag,” and began scratching my head! An idea popped into my tiny brain; jam the block back into the original position and then place two small sheet metal screws through the mirrored door frame and into the plastic block! It was a perfect solution! The door is back up and working just like it always did for 25 years! I love having a fully outfitted and well-organized shop!
Don’t laugh, it works!
I told Sue last night that I never knew I was so messy. When I got up this morning, I looked around, and several counters were full of “stuff.” I was sure that we had a poltergeist in the house! Maybe it was a “Paultergeist”? However, blame was palpable; I did it myself! So, I cleaned up the mini-messes, which took all of five minutes, and now everything looks just fine!
Sitting at the desk, it was evident that moisture was in the air. The rain was quite heavy for a little bit and backed off to a heavy drizzle. The local “weather guesser” nailed it this time (had to be an accident), so I was ready, let it pour. We need all the water we can get!
I headed to the convalescent hospital to be there at 11:00 AM sharp. I have the menu from The Crooked Duck in case Sue wants something different from what the hospital serves. We visited for a while, and then lunch was served. She had a delicious ham sandwich, exactly was a vegetarian looks forward too! We pointed to the flag on the label, and the server got somewhat red-faced. Sue asked for a vegetarian vegetable and cheese omelet. Within 20 minutes, she got her wish, and it was pretty good (I ate half of the new arrival).
Returning home after a couple of hours, it was still raining hard! It is winter here in the hood! Zachary called to ask about grandma, and apparently, the rain was very light in La Habra. I was worried about his new driveway, but it had just sprinkled, and that was good for the curing concrete.
Nothing to do outside, so I attacked a closet and eliminated about 50% of the contents! Mr. Trashcan was not empty anymore. If we need Halloween napkins, we will buy them! I threw out two cases of “emergency food,” which was probably OK, but I had replaced it with two cases in December. We can eat for about a month on the MRE’s and other canned goods we have stored plus the ten cases of water we rotate through.
While on my hands and knees peering back into the cabinet beneath the liquor cabinet, I found a bottle of Dom Pérignon Champagne with a thank you note from my old group at work. To this day, I do not know what I did, but there was a sweet note and a letter with a Dom Pérignon Champagne, dated 1998. Damn, I hope it is OK after being in our closet, on its side, for 22 years!
Dom Pérignon is a brand of vintage Champagne produced by the Champagne house Moët & Chandon and serves as that house’s prestige champagne.
Dom Pérignon is named after a 17th-century Benedictine monk, Dom Pierre Pérignon (1638-1715), who is said to have invented sparkling wine during his tenure as cellarmaster at the Abbey of Hautvillers, near the town of Épernay.
Many of the best champagne labels, such as Moët & Chandon, Veuve Clicquot, and Dom Perignon have vintages that are specifically made to age nicely
4:00 PM is approaching, so it is time to clean up, dress up, and head to Old Ranch for the monthly dinner dance. I stayed from 5:00 PM until 5:45 PM and then headed to the hospital with a gourmet grilled cheese and well done French fries in tow. Sue was not very hungry this evening, plus she just had a pain pill, so I stayed with her for 90 minutes and decided it was time to return to the dance, which I did.
The gang was still going strong when I arrived at Old Ranch. I even danced a couple of dances to see if I remembered! We stayed at the Ranch until almost 9:00 PM. At my table, Irene was teaching the hand-jive. See the evidence below:
On the way home, I called Lee (my high school sweetheart) as she was supposed to be there this evening. She said she was a tad under the weather. We talked for 30 minutes about home-care as she had to do that with her husband before he passed. She was quite helpful.
Finally, the Silver Ghost pulled into her nice warm (and dry) garage. She was tired of the rain but happy to have received a bath! I messed around with the computers for a few minutes before crashing about 11:00 PM.
