Fact: Master Electricians Train Almost as Long As Doctors– There is no room for error in the highly hazardous field of electrical work. Electricians who have become Master Electricians have been training through classroom work and hands-on experience for many years. After completing an apprenticeship and becoming a licensed electrician, they need to work in the field for three years before applying to be a Master Electrician, and their credentials are thoroughly checked. Like doctors, electricians need to be highly trained to diagnose electrical problems and find the correct solutions.
There was a knock at the door at 7:30 AM sharp; Eddie was ready to go to work with a big smile. They attacked the “He Shed” and the “She Shed” first and then routed the powerline to the back of the property and over to an outlet box at the far end of the pool. We can go into the “She Shed” or “He Shed” at night should we need to find something.
The guys worked hard to get the job done. AAA Calvert is a top-notch company if you need any electrical work done!
Colleen kindly volunteered to go to Dunkin doughnuts and get the guys a selection of their excellent products. That was so nice of her to do that, and I think she may have got a cup of coffee while she was there.
Mary continued working on the boxes in the “she shed” and, as of today, has gone through twelve boxes. Most of the continent was glasses, cups, and mugs, so we are finding places to put her collection around the house; she collected a coffee mug from all of her travels, and that is quite a bit.
Colleen left the house relatively early this morning so that she could pay a visit to her mother, who is still residing in La Mirada.
We departed around 2:30 PM to do our gym workout from 3 PM to 4 PM. We hurried home to get freshened up before we hit the road as we were going to La Habra tonight to have a family dinner.
Mary and Colleen wanted to stop at the Brea mall and walk around for a few minutes. Mary found a brand new pair of swanky tennis shoes, and she got the protective cover for her new phone.
Scout, The Wonder Dog, stayed home, but we heard he had an “over the wall” conversation with the doggies next door.
When we got to the Olive Garden restaurant, Zack, Becca, and the kids were already there, so we went inside the bar and had a glass of wine while waiting for Joe and his family, plus Connor. I told Zack, “Two wrongs don’t make a right, take your parents as an example.”
Dinner started right on time at 6:00 PM, and we had a load of fun. It’s interesting to sit back as an older adult and watch the kids, and the grandkids interact, and the great-grandkids, dang, I am getting old.
Joe asked me, “Dad, can you tell me what a solar eclipse is?” I quickly responded with, “No sun.” I replied, “A parent’s job is a daily struggle to help a crazy person stay alive.”
Joe canceled his soccer practice to join us this evening for Colleen’s almost last day here. I am thrilled that my daughter and son get along so well.
OK, you can probably see it in his eyes, but Alex is the spitting image of his grandpa. He is the spitting image of his dad and me; I feel so sorry for him!
Aunt Colleen and the boys are a fantastic trio. They laugh, giggle and do evil things to tiny animals regularly. I overheard Charlie say, “I can’t touch my aunt, or I’ll explode. She’s made of auntie matter.”
We all had a wonderful time, and the food was very delicious. When I made my order, I looked at the menu and understood how many calories there were in my dinner. Therefore, being wise and old, I took half of my meal and put it in a to-go box before starting.
The poor waiter was asked to take a group photo; it was OK because I had a heavy-duty lens on the camera this evening. Quite a group if I don’t say so myself.
We departed just after the sun had set it and shuffled out to the parking lot so we could head for home.
After departing the Olive Garden restaurant, we decided to stop by Jan’s house because we had ordered a meal for her. Mary Colleen and I sat with Jan for a good hour, had a glass of wine, and told her about the day’s events.
The pin was simple but had a lot of sentimental value in it. Today marked Jim’s passing eight years ago; tomorrow will mark Sue and my 34th anniversary; Thursday will mark one year since Del departed us.
We headed home well after dark, and there was a little bit of a breeze, so we got to see our new Easter flag flying at the top of the poll. It looked great. We crashed, but I decided to leave the widescreen door in place and did not lock the back door; it was cool all night long.