Mark is sleeping soundly so I took Robs for his morning business. No eBay sales overnight ... it's time to make some toast.
The new front porch project continues. Ha ha. We thought it was done, but when we had torrential rain, water spewing down the eavestrough downspout found its way to the porch's tile floor. Last night, Mark dug a small French drain at the base of the downspout. This morning, it was a trip to his favorite store, the Home Depot. (Why didn't we buy stock in that store when it first opened?) He's buying a large ceramic flowerpot and a bag of river rock. He plans to drill several holes into the base of the ceramic pot, drop it in the mud hole he created and fill it with river rock. We shall see as rain is forecast this afternoon.
Randy arrived, after Mark got home, with Jewish penicillin for me. Ha ha. If you're from Winnipeg, you know it well. Delicious, homemade chicken soup is Jewish penicillin. It's a definite cure! Just after Randy arrived on the motorcycle, the skies opened and we had a deluge. It was plenty to test Mark's drainage ... too much. Randy stayed and waited it out. We watched Jon Stewart and a Ray Donovan show.
Within half an hour of eating Randy's soup, I was sweating it out of me. LOL. It works.
Happy Hour was steamy sultry at today's heavy rains. We enjoyed the porch, with a fan, and a glass of wine. Robbie was sent into the house for a 5 minute time-out after sounding his Scottish war cry at a squirrel in the bird feeder. LOL.
Mark's sister Paula had three bears on her driveway this week. The only missing link was Goldilocks.
That's right at the front porch door!
So, it's time to chill and watch some Telly. Life is good. Ta ta.
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