Well, you can't tell by the weather here, only the calendar. But I'm getting ready. I did find the box of summer shoes in the garage (unlabeled, a shape different than I was looking for, but found!). And today I ironed a bunch of shirts. For those of you who don't know me face to face, my signature look in warmer weather is a cotton or rayon shirt with flowers, not necessarily Hawaiian shirts, but bright and floral. So those are ready for when the sun decides to cooperate.
Actually, cooler weather is better for the fire still not completely controlled in the Santa Cruz Mountains, not far from here. And I can always wear a sweater on top of a flowered shirt.
Daniel and Jeremy and I went out for breakfast at a lovely independent diner not too far from here. Conveniently located near Orchard Supply Hardware, where we went afterward to take advantage of the 10% off everything coupon and a sale on gorilla racks for their garage. They helped with a few chores around the house, which was nice.
Ketzl appreciated me being home most of the day. He got to sleep in the broccoli box on the deck in the backyard. When he came in, dinner was ready, and he let me brush him twice...got a couple of decent handfuls of the under-fur out, until he lost patience and let me know with ears back and threatening teeth.
Last night and today had a few hard moments. I changed the sheets, and in passing by Linda's side, I opened the case with her glasses. That got me started. So did the sheets, for some reason. Then I took a tour of the photos in the house gallery, and felt better.
I'm dealing with the question of which pronoun to use...the plural possessive "our" or should I go back to "my"? I'm thinking of sticking with "our" for the time being. As in "our friends."
Thanks for calling, Elly. It was nice to compare weeding stories and catch up.
Now off to dinner with Jeff and Razmik, Charlie and Christine, Jackie and Susan.
And tomorrow is another day, a work day.
But this Memorial Day off was really wonderful. You know how sometimes you need a weekend to recover from a weekend? This wasn't so bad, but one extra day, to sleep in, get stuff done around the house, was a real plus.
