Monthly Archives: June 2014
Bread and Buckle, and Cookies . . .
With our coffee this morning we finished off the last of the delicious Snickerdoodle Bread that Phyllis Schell had dropped off the other day. MMM MMM Good.
Around 12:30 I called a nearby vet clinic to make an appointment for Mister. He’s had a persistent ear infection in his left ear for the last few weeks. He doesn’t scratch at it that much, but there is a strong odor from it. And his right ear is fine.
I got some Zymox a couple of weeks ago and started treating him with. The smell will go away as long as I’m dosing him with it, but as soon as I stop, the smell returns in 2 or 3 days.
So off to the vet it is. And luckily this vet clinic has separate dog and cat entrances. Lucky for the dogs, that is.
We had all planned to head over to Mishawaka this afternoon, but it just didn’t work out with Jan. She’s been in one of her three day migraine cycles, and although she got dressed and ready, at the last minute she just didn’t feel like going. So we’ll try it again tomorrow, post vet visit.
A little later, Nick and Terry, and I went over to Menard’s for a few things. I was looking for a Circle Retaining Clip
like this.
I had pulled one off the Chair Rotate Release cable when we removed the passenger chair in Nick and Terry’s rig so we could change out the washer, then misplaced it.
And despite knowing if they installed a residential fridge in their rig, it would fall through the floor and kill them, Nick and Terry wanted to look at Menard’s selection to get some ideas.
A little later, I guess sensing that we had finished off the last of her Snickerdoodle Bread this morning, Phyllis Schell sent husband Dick over to make a cookie delivery. MMM MMM Good, again.
Late this afternoon the guy finally came by to pick up what’s left of Terry’s old Splendide washer/dryer after I parted it out. If it was still here tomorrow, I was going to plant flowers in it.
Then for dessert tonight, we finished off the last of Miss Terry’s Blueberry Buckle. It’s just been an embarrassment of riches today.
And why, I don’t know, but here’s a picture of Landon in a dirty shirt and a Darth Vader mask.
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Thought for the Day:
"Do what you can, with what you have, where you are." – Theodore Roosevelt
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Bullet Dodging . . .
We had our coffee this morning along with some of the Snickerdoodle Bread that Phyllis Schell brought over yesterday. Per her suggestion, we buttered it and toasted it in our toaster oven. Delicious!
About 3pm Jan and I made a Wal-Mart run for a few things. One of the things I wanted to look at while there was the size of their small 5000 BTU Air Conditioners. I plan on getting one for our gate guarding this year. It looks like it will fit just fine in the driver’s seat window and will help take some of the load off the rig roof AC’s.
Later in the afternoon the delivery guys showed up with Nick and Terry’s (really Terry’s) new washer/dryer combo. And right off the bat, our biggest problem was solved.
Rather than just leave the washer on the grass outside, the two young men carried the washer up the stairs and right back into the bedroom. Sure dodged a bullet there.
It took Terry and me about 45 minutes to get the Splendide hooked up and installed in the cabinet. We first hooked up the water lines and did a leak test, and found no problems.
After this was all done, we plugged in the power cord and waited to see if any of the magic smoke would escape. And as luck with have it, everything worked.
So the next thing was to run a load of wash, And at last report, Terry said it’s working fine.
I, however, still have an old trashed-out washer in our yard because the guy that was supposed to pick it up and take it to the dump today, didn’t.
Maybe tomorrow.
A little after 6pm Nick and Terry and Jan and I, along with Jim and Chris Guld, of Geeks on Tour fame, all headed over to have dinner at Mancino’s Pizza. We tried to eat there last night, but found them closed. So tonight we tried it again, with better results.
As usual the pizza and Sammy bread were delicious. One of our favorite places in this area.
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Thought for the Day:
"The house smelled musty and damp, and a little sweet, as if it were haunted by the ghosts of long-dead cookies." – American Gods, by Neil Gaiman
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