Today, a day stetching hard to shiverus at 35C, instead sweated us out in the early morning. A day when the berg cfinishes celebrating their birthday, honoring the apple blossoms, kills the travelling carny show, and shoots off half the towns budget in fireworks.
Why a town that long ago pulled out all the fruit orchards, sold the property to housing developers, and the business to Chili farmers, still celebrates the fruit it no longer has is at best puzzling.
It is also one of those days when the irrigation pump decided to spring forth with the funeral poppy and the dogs hid from all the people trying to escape the town and the parade.
A purchase of a new pump obtained a sleek black shiny new casing, but no plans on how to convert from one pump to the other. Isn't family politics wonderful?
The parental units at 77 and 84 took in the parade and helped the police block streets, while I strugged in the pump house, covering myself with cobwebs and dirt. Only to find that the size pipe I need was not the pipe we have on hand. The parts which came with the pump are for a different size casing so Monday will be busy fixing the fix....SIGH
Tomorrow my aunt will turn 98. at 4 feet 4 inches, she is tough as nails and refuses to give up driving. Now if she would only discourage her younger brother, my dad, it would be ok. He is not tough as nails, but floats like the ocean. How these two got their personalities mixed up I dont' know, but they are fun to watch at family gatherings.
My cousins have asked we hold off on the celebration until Tuesday, which is fine with us, since now I can work on the pump.
The end of the day, the fireworks over, the pump still sitting in the kitchen, my novel untouched with the letters from the publisher about deadlines and allI can think of is tired.
So I guess the right question is ... does anyone have a hot tub and free back rubs???? Its one of those nights when a good friend with massage oil is a requirment, and like always it tends to be missing.
And that just makes the weekend lonelier still.
Mike