a little chilly

It's actually a little chilly this morning. I don't need to find my sweatpants, but it is close to that. I love it, of course, but I would prefer a good rain. God, I hate the idea of watering the lawn. But today was suppose to be our best chance for rain,and it is a complete bust, the beginning of a beautiful sunny day.

my haircut

Since tonight is a shower night, I asked Pop if I could get my haircut tomorrow, but he already has plans with Lorie. I get the green light for Wednesday, but it is a letdown. It means back-to-back shower days, and this wonderfully cool weather probably won't last through Wednesday. However, Pop later hands me a twenty-dollar bill for the haircut, which is the whole price including tip, so that I am absolutely thrilled. I have no idea how Pop is rolling in cash and credit, but who am I to complain?

I am almost able to order season three of "Chuck", but I am still going to have to wait until next grocery day. Nevertheless, I can get a couple of other books, maybe stream a movie.

Pop banging away... on the patio

I hear Pop banging away on something on the patio, and he comes in and out for tools.

Yeah, I'm more than a little worried.

I think of the new chair he got for the patio, and maybe Pop is moved by Vic's upcoming visit in May to work out some innovations.

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1800

Pop apparently was only putting on a seat cushion for that new chair on the patio. With all that noise and banging, you could think he was building a brick barbecue. That's us, though.