Friday, April 19, 2019

Day 1265

I woke up a little after 8.  I played a couple of games and then got up to do pet stuff and have breakfast.  After a short surfing session I went outside to mow the lawn.  It took a little over two hours.  I didn't feel like doing anything else, so I'll do the edging tomorrow.

There was a road runner in the side yard when I was mowing it.  He just watched me, moving some as I drove around.  I think he was eating the bugs I was scaring up.  It was cool.  He also grabbed a couple of small sticks and took them off somewhere.  I wonder if he's building a nest.

I finished about 11:30.  I went back in the house and surfed for awhile before having a ham sandwich and crackers for lunch.  The weather had been nice all day - mid 70's with a light wind.  I decided that I wanted to go to the restaurant across from Tomlinson's for their happy hour.  So I surfed until 3:30 when happy hour started.

One weird thing happened.  Lee texted me saying that his house alarm had gone off.  I asked if he wanted me to check and he said yes.  The cops were also coming.  By the time I got there the cops were there.  Apparently it was a false alarm.  Lee called while we were there and I gave the cop my phone so Lee could talk to him.

Ellen has been on a sewing jag today.  She spent the whole day modifying both her clothes and mine.  I think she's done a shirt and 4 pairs of pants.

We spent about two hours at the restaurant.  Ellen had a bison burger because she hadn't eaten much today.  Lucy was kind of disappointed that we didn't take her to Tomlinson's.  That's because she'll be going there tomorrow.

After the restaurant I drove over to the snow cone place and bought one.  I wanted to make sure I got one more before we left.  Then we went home for more surfing.  I also took a shower to get the grass ckillpings out of my hair.  I should have done that earlier.

There was no dinner because I'd had appetizers at the restaurant.  The rest of the evening was TV with a little surfing.

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