Bob and I always go to breakfast at Sirloin Stockade every Saturday and we went this morning too. It is always good.
I slept pretty well last night. My nose stopped up again but that seems to be par for the course any more.
Yesterday I tried to blow the leaves in my east yard back to the alley and just could not get it done. I'll take a photo and show you why. They are 2 1/2 to 3 feet deep. Here I will post several to show you:
See what a mess that is? Betty, my landlady is going to send her nephew and his son over tomorrow to clean up this mess. We'll see what kind of job they do tomorrow.
In the meantime, my son posted this photo of his idea of a pool for the backyard at their new home that is being built now.
Isn't that unusual?
More later. I am getting ready to go to Bartlesville. Anything to get out of town.
More later....
My son and daughter-in-law's house so far!
Neat, isn't it? This is the fireplace in the house.
I can hardly wait until it's finished! They are working on the soffits now and the shingles are stacked on the roof.
Bob and I went to Bartlesville this afternoon and walked the mall. He bought a sale shirt and I bought a sale top. We ate at Garfield's and had a good lunch. Then we cane back and I dropped him off at his building before coming on home. We came back by way of Highway 10 so we could see the remains of the fires that nearly got Wann, Oklahoma, yesterday.. It got very close. The firemen managed to keep it from taking the small town. Someone set that fire. I don't know why anyone in their right mind would set a fire that could have burned down a town. There are some sick people out there.
More even later...
He came back over at 5:00 and we watched the news and finally saw the last 30 minutes of "A Time to Kill". I had seen the movie on Friday evening but we watched the last 30 minutes anyhow. He left after that and I took my bath and watched TV with Missy in the recliner until we went to bed.
2 comments:
That's alot of leaves! I love that pool idea.
I do too,Deb. The leaves are a real mess! They have to be cleaned up. I wonder what kind of job Betty's nephew and his son will do.
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