Cold is not the word. Freezing! It's been under 20 every morning this week. For some under 20 is a heat wave. For those living in sunny California under 20 is colder than a tiches wit! It's close to the winter equinox what the hell do I expect? Now all we need is rain to fill the lakes and make the farmers happy. At this time of year our neck of the woods should have well over 10 inches of rain. We've only gotten 4 inches. What I hate about that it is likely we'll get 40 days and 40 nights of it - - - non-stop. It's nice to have a little rain now with sunshine inbetween. Looks like that is not happening this year.
With the cold weather we've had the wood stove brightly burning every day with a little supplemental heat from the forced air system. Wifey heads off to the gym each morning by 5:30 and I head to the wood pile to gather enough to kindle a burn in the stove. Nice routine unless you love lard assing in bed all morning . . . which we do not. Gotta make hay while the sun shines.
Gerald, our window washer, is coming out to wash all of them inside and out. That's one chore I absolutely hate. Bob does not do windows. Everything else but not the windows. Gerald does a great job so why mess with something if it's not broken. A while back Gerald thought he could make a living by playing Internet poker . . .you know, the games that are available on line that are based "off shore". He lost his ass (predictable) and is back doing what he knows and what Gerald does best . . . .he does windows.
Yesterday I wrote about Marina Bob and his soon to be installed set of false teeth. What I didn't mention is that Bob is a recovering meth addict who lost his chompers due to the use of that terrible drug. New teeth for Bob is like a success story for him. Off the shit. Gainfully and happily employed. Well liked by those who frequent the marina. That hole in Bob's smile is gonna be fixed real soon. There will be photos here of our steak dinner.
The picture posted here is of the holiday cheer that's anchored on the front lawn. What else would I have on the lawn other than Santa skippering his boat?