'Morning, folks, cawfee is good, thanks.
I slept in, too, by most folks standards, anyhow; for me, it's just "catchin' a few hours, bein' the night owl that I am. Although, I did hit the hay early last night, in the sack a bit after midnight.
The last few days have been exertive (did I just invent a new word?) and sort of tiring for my broke back. Wrestled nine boxes of books, total weight of about three eighths od a ton out of storage and loaded them into the p'kup, and drove them a couple hunnert miles to my Bro's place, used to be my folks house, and the place I grew up; then I untrucked them, and hauled them into the house. Whew.
Since Miss Bella is out of school this week, I dragged her along to show her what traveling across the Mojave Desert was like in the old days, like fifty or sixty years ago - there are no (by today's standards) major highways between here, Las Vegas, and there, Twentynine Palms, California, just two lane, follow the terrain country roads through a lot of wide open, no civilization, desert. I gave her the grand tour of the town - it has changed a lot compared to what it was back in the fifties, but it is still just a dusty, run down desert town of about four or five thousand souls, if you take the Marines out, as they are the main source of population and the only reason the town continues to exist today. Bella was duly unimpressed; with everything except the accommodations at the motel we stayed at. I thought she might like to see the London Bridge at Lake Havasu on the Colorado River on the way home, so I made the loop east, and then north back to Las Vegas, but she got bored about the time we hit the river, and laid the seat back and went to sleep; so I drove the remaining hunnert and fifty miles home alone. Oh, well. I am an inveterate wanderer, so I enjoyed the trip, regardless. I sure am not up to that sort of wandering and weight lifting anymore, though; my poor ol' broken body hurt pretty good last night.
Gottta get on with things this morning; going back to California the middle of next week for a few days in The OC - Orange County, south of Los Angeles. One of our Daughters in law is receiving an award for Teacher of the Year in the Capistrano Unified School District, and Grandson Kathan, who earned his Eagle Scout rank last August is being feted, along with all of the other boys who have earned theirs in the last year in the Orange County Council, at a banquet in their honor. So, a couple of days of special events, then back home to our lazy retired life - not.
Later.
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