More Action on Home Front

                                                  

I dug this old poster from the 60s out of the closet.  I asked the daughter if she wanted it, but she politely said nothing.  I don't think she even knows who all the bands are.  When I was a kid my dad drove us down to San Francisco every spring break to visit his mom who had a cafe there named Lucky Strick's.  There is no reference to it in the poster.


As usual I don't really know what I'm talking about, but I was very sad when my knee replacement surgery scheduled for last Thursday was cancelled.  But wait!  It's rescheduled for Oct 18, and I get another month to practice doing all those exercises that come with new knees.  Soon I must be off to the gym.

This summer our daughter bought a house.  Hooray!  So we were off seeing their house on a stormy windy day, and when we came home, this is what we found at our house.  Poor tree was half dead and black inside, and is all gone now.  We planted that tree, and chose it for it's shape and size, which was perfect for shading the deck on hot sunny summer days.  I have noticed as I age that hot sunny days are really pretty nice, and maybe it's OK not to have shade for the deck.

Sunny Weather

 Nice warm sunny bench at the Rose Garden.  No pork pie and tea, though.  The plumber is here and is installing a toilet and faucets.  That's it from here!

One Thing and Another

 Here's what our front yard looks like right now, except that trailer is a lot fuller.  The young carpenter who's been doing most of the work is waiting for the inspector, who didn't show up, so he's gone off to another job and will check back.  The carpenter is a very impressive worker, and reminds me of HH when he was fixing other people's vehicles, all go go go, and a good job, too.  Here's another photo:

That's our bathroom, with no working parts, except a light.  The door is now in that trailer in the front yard.  We have to make do with the laundry room.  At least we have electricity and water.  A lot of friends and relatives, not to mention strangers in our state have been weeks without electricity.  Most of them have generators so they can get water to their animals, because most of them have animals, which is why they live in outlying areas slow to have their power restored after storms knock down trees and knock out power, and they need power to bring water up from the wells.  We are really lucky to have the luxury of water and light.  

This bathroom destruction is in aid of my continuing deterioration, but I am planning to eventually get a new fake knee, and do better with it than my mother-in-law did.  I'm thinking maybe a year from now would be a good time, but meanwhile, my friends have advised me there are preparatory exercises I can do.  

On another track, here's HH displaying his new sash, a HD wheel rim he carried back from his supplier's on a very cold day back in January.  He popped in to show it off.  It took him a while to lace the spokes,  and he he'd to redo it, until it was right.  Then what did he do?  He fixed some oil leak.  Had to take the transmission apart to replace a seal.  Now everything is perfect and he's never experienced such perfection.  Every time he rides his 1942 45-inch Harley, he exclaims about how perfect and never better it is.