Yawn. Couldn't go back to sleep at quarter to four. For the second morning in a row it does not feel cold enough for a fire though I still reached for the fleece vest and the fuzzy "throw" around my legs. The obnoxious long-haired Siamese cat "Sharlie" is sitting on my left elbow purring determinedly.
Saturday I got quite a lot done during the day. I went up and joined the gym, deposited some checks, mailed the bills I wrote yesterday plus $500 to my friend Laure to help with her truck payment. I went to the laundromat and and
cut the branches off of the Christmas tree into pieces to small enough to compost.
In the evening Dale and I went up to the Handlebar Pub and Grill. When the musicians came in to set up, I noticed that the two women with them could not find a table, and I invited them to share our table. The one sitting next to me, Maria, said that she and her girlfriend had been following that band around for years.
The other lady was a flashy, lively bleached-blonde Cuban in a red sequined top and very tight pants. She was the girlfriend of the lead singer. They were both very friendly and said they were so grateful for the places to sit.
The band was very good to dance to, and several times the two women got up to dance and invited me to join them. It was really fun.
The Cuban woman said that her grand nephew (she only looked in her early-thirties) is going to be able to emigrate. I told her how glad I was that things were "opening up".
She said she was going to be able to visit soon, and would see her older sister whom she didn't see for decades. I said, that's something Obama has been able to do. "Oh I love Obama" she said.
The woman near me was also Hispanic also but her family had been in what is now the US before it was the US. Both of the women were so friendly, and I loved the band, but we left the table to them after about an hour.
Because of our late evening, we didn't wake up until seven AM. Dale Sr. turned on the TV, and I moved into the bedroom
lying with pillows against my back, watching the soft pink strips of clouds of the sunrise, framed by the fronds of the south African sumac blowing gently in the air, hanging down over the view of the bougainvilla and succulents planted against the fence, and the grapefruit boughs heavy with fruit. So beautiful!
Usually I get up too early to have the sunrise along with my coffee, in the winter.
I spent the day at home, doing housework, and working in outside. Rain is forecast for thie first three days this week, a lot of it, so I raked out the little ditch to the north of the house, the one which I dug so that the water wouldn't flood. (I also dug a side ditch to the neighbor's fence, so their yard wouldn't flood...because it's the trees along the fence that have blocked drainage out of that yard.
I also turned a compost pile, and watered most of the front of the lot across the street except for the established desert trees. They have gotten big enough that they can go two weeks without watering even in the summer. In the winter they can go even longer.
I worked for a couple of hours on the fabric-loop hanger I'm making for the little Navajo rug which Dale Sr. got for Dale Jr. It's a project I have been meaning to do all year, but never "found time." A strip of fabric along the top with many little fabric loops, it will hang from a dowel. In a way it's a good thing that I waited. Now that they are moving into a new house, it's a good time for them for him to ask her to fit it into their decoration scheme.
Still no photographs, sorry. Nancy estimated that the photo card will arrive Thursday. I'll check the post office tomorrow on the way back from volunteering at the Boys' and Girls' Club.
Love, Lennie
The photos below are me practicing taking photos with my phone. And a funny of my computer tutor!
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