3/14/2015

Weekly Update 3/15/2015

I started out this week by contacting the Bath Fitter people who installed my walk-in shower in 2011. It has been leaking around the bottom of the doors, and although it's not a big problem, I can't let it become a bigger problem or I'll be causing damage to the unit below me, and I have to be careful not to do that. I started to write letters at the Beginning of February - first to the place I bought it from, then to another Bath Fitter in Savannah. Both those letters were returned because they've left town (go figure). I wrote to the company headquarters in Arizona, but never expected to hear from them. Well, I did talk to representative on Monday. And guess what? The lifetime warranty only covers the unit, not the installation. So I can have them send a handyman out (whom I would have to pay) or I can get my own handyman (who I would also have to pay). How cool is that?

pretty to look at, but not well constructed

Tuesday, Sylvia had asked if I could drive her to a doctor appointment in the morning. Sure. I had to get up early, but that's ok. She lives on Wilmington Island, so after I dropped her off again, I went to the salon to have my first pedicure of the season. It's time. I wish I could do this myself, but I can't see my toes, much less bend over to paint them, so I have to pay someone else to do that.

I met Donna and Lisa downtown to go to Mrs Wilkes for lunch. I haven't been there in a while, and although Lisa's lived here for years, she's never been at all. So we thought this would be a good chance to do that. The line was long, of course - we waited over an hour in line - but typical. There was so much food, and all of it good southern cooking. I pretty much stuck to the fired chicken and mac and cheese, and passed on the collards and okra. 

luckily I live in the south now where Mac & Cheese is a vegetable. 

 

I went to The Rail on Thursday to meet Dave and Lisa. I haven't been in several weeks, so this was a good chance to do that. Every bar in Savannah is getting ready for St Patrick's Day. I think they make as much money on this weekend as they do all the rest of the year. 17 Hundred and 90 was the same on Friday. It wasn't crowded when I got there after DH, but it filled up rapidly, and Martha (my good buddy, the bartender) told me that she was going to have a lot of work to do for the next few days. Better tips, too.

I was supposed to give a tour at BC on Friday morning, but when I got there, no one was there. It was rainy and not very warm, so I went into the office to wait. I checked the posted schedule for the day, and discovered that the tour I was supposed to meet was at 10, and I was told 10:30, so I was late. I drove around in the cemetery, but still didn't see any tour buses or large groups hanging around, looking lost. There were no messages on my phone to say it had been canceled. I called the Historical Society tour monitor, and he said that if no one was there, to just forget it. He hadn't heard either, but perhaps the weather had kept them away. So I had extra time that I hadn't counted on; in fact, I thought I was going to be rushed to get to DH on time. Tours at DH were crowded, probably because people are in town for St Patrick's Day. But that always makes the afternoon go more quickly.

Saturday, I joined Dave and Lisa again (they've GOT to be tired of me by now!) to go to Emmet Park on Bay Street for the Tara Feis. This was a family-friendly event, and there were lots of big balloon play spaces for kids, food vendors and a stage for performances. We watched some Irish dancers (the little kids were a hoot!) and a very funny and entertaining folk singer, Harry O'Donoghue. That evening I met Donna, Helen & June at June's condo to play rummikub. The company was great, but my playing was awful, and I just couldn't think at all; I lost every game. But it was a lot of fun. 

The dancers were very good, but the littler ones were really adorable

 

I was surprised when I walked outside on Saturday morning and saw that the little azalea bush I'd planted last spring had made it through the year and was blooming again! How cool is this. I guess Audrey isn't the only thing I can grow! 

the azalea at the front of Building 5

Sunday, Donna had invited a group of friends to come over and enjoy a wonderful dinner. It was so nice! We sat on her porch and chatted, then moved inside for the traditional Irish dinner of corned beef, cabbage, potatoes, carrots, and Irish soda bread (I made that, and I didn't think it turned out very well so I also bought a loaf at the Publix. Amazingly, everyone seemed to think my bread was OK). What a great group of friends I have in Savannah!