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Week of 8 February 2010

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Monday, 8 February 2010

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Busy, busy Monday at work. Dad's car is still at the body shop. Frances dropped mom off at the hospital to volunteer on her way to work. Dad had to stay home to wait on the plumber. Once he finished up he gave dad a ride to the hospital. We use the same plumber. Jerry and I grew up together, going to the same high school. Our family and theirs have been friends for 50 years or more. Jerry has pretty much retired leaving his son to take over the business. 

I left work at 4 to go pick them up at the hospital and go by the repair shop to check on the car. The guy was just getting ready to call me to let me know they had to replace one of the tires. The tires on dad's car are no longer being made but the supplier told Toyota they had one in stock. Due to the bad weather on Friday things got backed up. Turns out they did not have one to deliver. Toyota had to order two new front tires which will not be in until tomorrow.  Hopefully we will not get the bad weather they are calling for tomorrow so I can take dad out to get his car tomorrow afternoon.

Last night I started reading another book in the China Bayles series, Nightshade.


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Tuesday, 9 February 2010

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The wintry mix did not make an appearance just more rain. The group I work with, 3 paralegals and our secretary walked up the street to Noma's for lunch to celebrate one of the paralegals birthday.

I left work early again, at 4:15, to take dad to pick up his car. The guy told me yesterday it would be ready unless he called me. Well, he did not call nor was the car ready. The tires arrived late, it would take an hour or so to balance and align the car, etc, etc. What was my schedule like. I told him I was on the way to the Y then home, that I lived across town. He promised to have someone call dad first thing in the morning and send someone to pick him up. I hope they come through since they do have an appointment tomorrow.

We are watching the very first episode of Touch of Frost. It's been airing since 1992. So far, it seems to be pretty good.

High wind warning for tomorrow. Not a good  thing with the saturated ground.


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Wednesday, 10 February 2010

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Thursday, 11 February 2010

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No blizzard but very high winds. I have a lot of sticks down. We picked some up last night while the yard cart was at the curb for this morning's pickup. Bob picked up some of the bigger ones this morning that came down during the night  before they came this morning to empty the cart.

The recycle truck did not come at all last week. Some people that left their bins on the curb all week. For those bins that were overflowing with plastic bottles and containers that stuff is now up and down the curbs and in the yards all over the in the neighborhood. We put ours back up on the porch until tonight.

Back to the Y tonight.



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Friday 12 February 2010

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Saturday, 13 February 2010

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The forecast yesterday afternoon was for a chance of 1 - 3 inches of snow. I had already planned to make my usual library/grocery store stop on the way home from work. Hoping the snow panic folks would have already been to the store during the day I decided to go ahead with my plans. The store was busy but not packed nor were the shelves of bread, milk, etc. empty. With plans for a Costco run this weekend, I only needed to pick up a few things.

It turns out we only had a light dusting, just enough to cover the grass, that had started falling by the time we walked Malcolm at 9pm.

 I started reading another Sister Frevisse, The Widow's Tale, last night.

While Bob started the laundry, I did the weekly house cleaning. Once I finished Malcolm and I went out back to pick up sticks. We had two very large limbs down from the pine that needed sawed up before I could haul them to the curb. I put the bigger sticks and limbs on the curb and the smaller stuff in the yard cart. After about four passes in the back and two in the front I gave up trying to get them all. Although it is 33 and feels like 24 with the winds I was sweating in my jacket and ski cap.

We have finished watching the Doc Martin series and are almost finished with Life on Mars. Today I plan on watching some of the Olympics depending on what they are showing and perhaps the golf.

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Sunday, 14 February 2010

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A Happy Valentine's Day to you. Bob has once again asked me to be his valentine. And, of course, I said yes.

This morning I made a trip out to Wal-Mart to pick up a hot plate for Bob to use in his lab. While I was there I picked up milk and a few other things. Between that trip and our Costco trip I will not need to made a grocery store stop this week. Costco only has gallon jugs of milk which is too much for me to have open at one time.

I took Malcolm out back when I got home from Wal-Mart. While we played ball I did a couple more passes in the back yard picking up sticks.

This afternoon I will flip around between the Olympics, the golf, and perhaps watch some of the Daytona 500. I usually keep it one or the other until a commercial comes on. If am sort of watching but mostly reading my book.

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