Ready for Boxcar Children Camp

 Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire, vol 1 p. 599

66.4 miles

HOT

 

341 recordings of 69 types, (I watched the end of the season of Suits and am not going to continue with it),  11 old CPD (with one missing). 23% clear.

 

Tuesday I went down to Elk Grove to pick up the sunscreen Rob bought for me (it's an add-on, and I don't spend enough at Amazon for it). The place looked like it exploded... Rob apparently decided to clean out the garage. Their cat was so lonesome! And after that it turned out to be the wrong kind of sunscreen..I wanted the roll-on kind. Oh, well. 

 

I had wanted to look for two geocaches, but when the GPSr batteries died I only got 10 or so caches loaded on. Fortunately, one of them was one I wanted to get, so I found it, for the first find in June. 

 

I finished Notre Dame de Paris, volume 12 of the Harvard Shelf of Classics. There are some laugh out loud moments in it.

 

The cleaners came because I had the lifeline screening on Monday.  While I was getting ready, after I'd shut my bedroom door, I opened Bernadette's room... and the sneaky cat wasn't locked away so went in there. Poor Alicia!

 

 

June 20 I went to the Knights of Columbus Ladies' Lunch. As they are on Wednesdays, I normally can't go. I sat with a lady who told the exact same story I'd heard before (from another woman) either at the brunch in Modesto or at the Retreat House. I.e., she's a parishioner at St. John Evangelist, her husband was Grand Knight, it was a lot of work, he was always on call, and when he was replaced they joined the Carmichael Elks and she said do NOT try to work up through the ranks.  The exact same story, different woman.

 

I took one lady home afterwards. 

 

I made a "Boxcar" geocache list.

 

June 21 Pagan came over and helped set up the White Elephant TV Rob and Bernadette gave me three or so years ago. It was a lot simpler than I thought it was going to be... I didn't need speakers. Also, getting the Uverse hooked up should have worked better, but there were some difficulties. Since I couldn't get through on the Internet, I was on the phone a long time with a helpdesk guy.  The trouble with hooking up to the TV was that the DVR wasn't plugged in very well. (Oops.)

 

I treated him to an Indian lunch. So good. 

 

In the afternoon I moved the furniture to get a good view of the television, which is now on the hearth. Then I took the 30-year-old Sharp TV to the recycling place. I was offered all of $1.30 for it, but couldn't be bothered. 

 

Charles Krauthammer died. So sad! Meanwhile, I've realized that I'm much happier when I fast forward through Juan Williams. You're entitled to your own opinion, but not your own facts. And even his opinions are written by the Democrats.

 

I ordered up the Crater Lake boat trip. I decided I wanted to go, too, even though the climb back up is going to be very hard.  This is fortunate, as it turns out Vincent misinformed me as to how long they were going to be there, (so I will be leaving before they do, instead of the same day, because I have a play ticket that night. Sigh.)

 

 

Friday I printed up the permission slip for Joanna, since Bernadette apparently didn't send it in and then lost it, and Rob hadn't yet received the replacement. 

 

I spent so much on Albion the last few weeks, and didn't get the prize I was trying for,  I've cut way back, and am doing all right.

 

Saturday I went out and got money, a hose for the back stand pipe, and bread, and mailed off the graduation and birthday cards to the boys in Snohomish. And Niki is reluctant to do all the great things around Bend, which is stupid.

 

Today at Mass Gerrie had the two Bertie books, and doesn't like them all that much, and I gave her Village School by Miss Read (which I re-read in a hurry this week: and am now reading the next in the set so we can trade next week.)

 

After Mass I went down to have Rob sign the permission slips (which I have left in the car! How awful if I forgot them!!) We also traded sunscreen since he got the stick stuff, including for himself. He's skipping the Crater Lake part of his trip, as Gareth isn't all that interested. 

 

I got gas coming home, so I think I'm pretty well ready. I will water everything tomorrow morning and then it should be OK until Friday. I hope.

 

Today I decided I didn't feel like digging up tulips. It's not like I could be done tomorrow, so one day probably won't matter.