7/19/2015

Weekly Update 7/19/2015

I completed a project this week. I've been meaning to caulk my windows for a long time. Water condenses on the sills during the winter and sandgants enter through the gaps in the summer. I bought the gun and caulk last week, and when Monday turned out to be rather cloudy, I decided it would be a good day to have the blinds open and get this job done. Of course, I'm no handyman; in fact quite the contrary, but I did it. I'll have to see if it helps.

hard at work

 

The first of the series of classes I'm taking at TLC started Wednesday. Sylvia and I went to listen to the first talk on how TV sitcoms in the 50's changed (and reflected) the times. I'm pretty sure this is all stuff I've thought about, but it's going to be interesting. There will be some tv shows that are the usual icons (I Love Lucy) as well as some I've forgotten (I Married Joan).

Thursday, the Lunch Bunch met at the Jepson Center to have a bite to eat in the restaurant there. Since I've already seen the art exhibits, I only went for the food and company. It was wonderful, as always. I parked far the art gallery, and walked past several squares. I'm trying to learn the squares for a summer project, and it's not going well. You have to know that I often don't remember my own name! I'm getting a little better at the squares, however.

the lunch bunch group

 

I think I forgot to add last week that I met with Jim and June, residents here at MP, for rummikub last Thursday. We've set up a standing Thursday night game night, and I think this could work out well. June is a WONDERFUL cook, and I am not. Last week she made fresh guacamole, and this week, she baked pretzels. Luckily, they are content that I show up with a bottle of wine. I don't win many games, but I enjoy the company. 

 

We had quite a storm Sunday afternoon. It was my weekend to both open and lock up BC, so after I was there in the morning, I left the windows down on the car. Since I never do that, I didn't give them a thought when the thunder started to crash all around the area. In the middle of the downpour, there was a timid knock at the door, and the little boy upstairs reminded me that the inside of my car was getting really really wet. It was almost time to go back to the cemetery to close up, so I grabbed a towel and drove - very slowly and carefully - the short distance to Bonaventure. As I was bringing in the signs, some of which are placed under the huge live oak trees, the thunder was announcing that the lightning strikes were close, and the little lanes that I needed to cross were flooded up to my ankles. Delightful! Well, the car needed a good cleaning, and I can always do with another shower. 
 

After that, it was housework, laundry and packing to get ready for my trip. Next week's blog will be a day or two late, because I don't get back to Savannah until late Monday night. But I will have a complete update (an upbeat account of true events, I'm sure) when I get back.