It's gone!

View from the front -- the little building is the pool house.


Another view from the front. The roof you can see in the background is my house.


View from the back.


Another view from the back.




Pool house from the back. The truck is parked where the pool used to be, I think.


Another view from the front. You can see my house through the trees.

Bifocals

Finally bit the bullet and had my eyes checked. I actually don't have bifocals; I've got monovision contact lenses. One eye is corrected for close work, and the other is corrected for distance. I understand it takes a week or two to get used to, which I believe. I'm on day three, and my eyes feel sort of schizophrenic right now!

It must be Monday...

While stopped at a light, I pulled down the visor to take a quick check of my makeup, and the entire thing came off in my hands. Roots and all. Must be Monday!

BUNCO Babes!

Cat & I really cleaned up at BUNCO last night! She won $20 for having the most BUNCOs, and I won $10 for having the first BUNCO. How cool is that?

Quick trip to the drugstore...

Cat & I went to the drugstore yesterday evening to pick up a few things. When we got to the cash register and put everything down, we both had to struggle not to laugh as we realized what we were buying: Midol, chocolate, circus peanuts, and Coke. Sounds like some major PMS therapy going on!

Winny did something really bizarre last week. Cat & I went outside with both of the dogs, and Winny ran back into the house and carried his half-full dish of food back outside with him, and proceded to devour the contents. We waited to see if he would bring it back inside, but he didn't. I guess he was afraid if he left it unattended it would disappear -- or maybe he just wanted to have a picnic in the yard...

My beautiful anniversary roses!

Rude shrub

This bush is in front of the building I work in, and I've wondered ever since I started working here if we have a disgruntled gardener!

I got to go up on top of some tanks today to photograph an accident site and will be going up again shortly, if the welders have left. We believe the accident (not too serious, by the way) was caused by a faulty weld.

We've got a quiet weekend planned -- a couple of projects around the house along with the usual laundry. My accordion group is performing at the Solano Avenue Stroll on Sunday, so I will be making a trip to the bay area.

I often take a golf lesson on Sunday mornings, but I'm going to have to skip this week. My ballet class starts up again for the fall on Monday, so I'll probably be limping around and whining about my sore muscles next Wednesday, or so.

I got a new (to me) washer and dryer yesterday. They're Maytags. I've got to figure out how to disconnect the old washer this weekend. The connections are very corroded. I did managed to move the old dryer out, but I'll need help with the washer. Much heavier! I guess washers have more guts than dryers...

Golf joke

An 80-year old man goes to the doctor for a check-up. The doctor is amazed at what good shape the guy is in and asks, "How do you stay in such great physical condition?"

I'm a golfer," says the old guy, "and that's why I'm in such good shape. I'm up well before daylight and out golfing up and down the fairways."

"Well," says the doctor, "I'm sure that helps, but there's got to be more to it. How old was your dad when he died?"

"Who said my dad's dead?"

The doctor is amazed. "You mean you're 80 years old and your dad's still alive. How old is he?"

"He's 100 years old," says the old golfer. "In fact he golfed with me this morning, and that's why he's still alive . . . he's a golfer too."

"Well," the doctor says, "that's great, but I'm sure there's more to it than that. How about your dad's dad? How old was he when he died?"

"Who said my grandpa's dead?"

Stunned,he doctor asks, "You mean you're 80 years old and your grandfather's still living! Incredible, how old is he?"

"He's 118 years old," says the old golfer.

The doctor is getting frustrated at this point, "So, I guess he went golfing with you this morning too?"

"No. Grandpa couldn't go this morning because he's getting married today."

At this point the doctor is close to losing it. "Getting married!! Why would a 118 year-old guy want to get married?"

"Who said he wanted to?"

The Big Reunion

Here's a fun photo from my recent high school reunion.