Did I Mention Our New Hot Tub?

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Couple weeks ago, we got a new hot tub. The wife had been wanting one, but I really wasn’t a fan.

I gotta say, it’s growing on me.

First we were gonna keep it cool, because, who needs a hot tub in the tropics, right? Then we decided to try the heat. It’s nice, because the water is hot when you get get in, but you get used to it really fast, then when you get out, it seems nice and cool.

Plus a little hot tub action before bed, followed by a cool shower, really helps you (me) sleep!

Weekend’s over, no more holidays till November. Back to work, ugh!

Havva goodun!

Itsa Nuther Mundee

It was a good weekend.

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Friday I passed test two of my real estate exam.

Saturday The Wife and I harvested our first bananas, bought a new kitchen faucet. We stayed out late Saturday night.

Sunday we drank a LOT of coffee, and installed aforementioned faucet and three out of the four American football games went my way.

We even had a little much needed rain!

Can’t complain about the weekend.

Work today though, I could complain plenty about that!

First 2015 Weekend

It was a good weekend, they’re always good.

We have a visitor here from Minnesota. It’s super cold up there. She’s been sick. Yesterday was her first day at the beach.  I didn’t go, I was home, clearing the branches off trees that hang over into our yard. I cut a lot of wood! It made a huge difference in the back half of the back yard, it’s much brighter. Maybe some grass will grow there now.

Kinda not looking forward to work today, first full week of the year, first week in a few weeks. Hope it doesn’t seem too long, or too painful. The wife has the day off, she’s going to Rum Point with Martina, our guest.

I’m sitting here on the back porch, under an orange light bulb, watching the full moon go down behind the trees. It’s just starting to get light. Faint glow. Did you ever notice that in the winter the moon follows the path of the summer sun in the sky? And in summer the moon follows the path of the  winter sun? That’s why it’s winter here and summer in New Zealand.

I feel like I could go on for a long time, but that’ll do for today! Have a good week!

Purple Peppers

On our back porch, we have purple peppers growing. They are quite interesting to look at and I can’t wait to eat one.

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They’re a little bigger than a golf ball now, and they should get as big as a red or green pepper from the grocery store.

Last night we went out to the monthly C.A.R.E. trivia night fundraiser. Man, I suck at trivia.

And tomorrow is FRIDAY!

Have a good day!

Long Weekend Report

Monday here we are.  Except that I have the day off today. It is the last day of my “vacation”. What a waste of vacation time. It’s like a weekend.

imageYesterday I put in a new sliding glass shower door on the bathtub. Today I may mow the yard if it doesn’t rain.

postercvWe saw the second Hunger Games movie this weekend. It was really really good. Now I’m reading the books again.

And that’s about it. I feel all sore today.  My back, neck and legs… mo matter.

Have a good week! !!

Flashback Friday: Hurricane Michelle

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Hurricane Michelle didn’t come too close to the Cayman Islands, but we got big waves. I was living in an apartment about 100 feet from the sea and the waves started coming up to the porch. I was trying to nail some plywood into the concrete to cover my sliding glass door, when a huge wave came up. It was easily neck or head high to me, standing on the porch.. I was kind of in the corner of the porch, and as the wave wrapped around me, I put my back against the wall and tried to dig my fingernails into the concrete and not get swept out to sea. I was moving towards the two foot dropoff at the edge of the porch when the water started going down. My feet hit the floor again and I looked to my right and saw a waist high river of water coming out of my apartment where the sliding glass door was. I saw a cardboard box flow out the river. I was getting ready to grab it when I see the nose of my kayak start to come out the door. (I had put it inside because of the hurricane) My dog Ditto was standing on the kayak. I let the box go and grabbed the kayak instead.

My apartment and everything in it was smashed. The bed was smashed, the bookshelves were smashed to splinters. All my books and my computer was destroyed, as were a lot of my CDs. My tool box had saltwater in it, and I didn’t know it for a few days and the tools were ruined.

The cardboard box that floated away had, among other things, my dive log in it, and it was there I lost track of my number of dives. That logbook was number 19, of my scuba log books I had filled up diving at that time. Anyone who knows me knows I log all my dives, and I always have.

In the apartment, you could see how the wave  came in at an angle, bounced off the wall, hit the kitchen, lifted the refrigerator. (I found my underwater camera UNDER the fridge). Then it went in the bathroom and you could see like a whirlpool pattern in the wreckage. The glass dinner table was in a million pieces and the wave busted the window unit air conditioner out if it’s hole in the concrete wall. All the windows were broken and the window frames were ripped out of the concrete. There was glass everywhere, and if it had happened at night when I was asleep, I probably would not have survived.

It washed the tiles off the floor.

Hurricane Michelle is the hurricane that broke open the Turtle Farm. Before the big wave, all my neighbors and I were picking up turtles and putting them in the bathtubs. It was a nice, sunny day. Huge giant sea turtles were crashing ashore in the waves, breaking their shells. These big ones were so big that only one would fit in the bed of a full sized pick up truck.

I had insurance, but got ripped off bad. For Hurricane Ivan, I had much less damage but I was ready for the insurance sucker punch to the stomach and I didn’t get cheated, like everyone else did. (All the insurance companies blatantly ripped everyone off and then changed their names after Ivan)

I was the only one who stayed in the apartments. But things kept getting worse. The landlord was fixing all the apartments except mine. There was no tile on my floor, just black glue. Ditto was getting sick, and slowly getting covered in glue.

One Saturday, I couldn’t take it any more. I went to my office at work, made a cup of coffee and sat down with the paper in the cool air conditioning. I found one apartment, made one phone call, went and looked, and moved into the apartment. I stayed there six years, and it was the apartment I had before I moved into this house.

And that’s my Flashback Friday. Have a good weekend!!!!

Monday, Mean Monday

Monday again. Ya know, I’ve noticed that it’s only the first five days after the weekend that are the hardest. Yever notice that?

Fridays birthday party was canceled

Saturday I went to the beach

Sunday, I intended to go diving or go to the beach but I was doing tasks around the house and before I knew it it was too late to go. After having my lawnmower stolen I etched my name in my kayaks and my wheelbarrow. And I fixed my kayak stand.

20130310_154730 20130310_154738Also, I possibly smoked my last cigar. I was planning on quitting after  I finished my collection, and I smoked the one I was saving for last. A  2009 torpedo that I had saved from a cigar dinner. Unavailable anywhere. It was alright, there were others in my collection that were better. I don’t really want to quit, I like cigars, but the wife wants me to, so there ya have it.

Udinese did good this week, holding their own against Roma. 1-1

I need a new lawnmower, and new pool filter pump and a new de-humidifier for my downstairs store room, so even though I’ve been trying to not spend any money this month to get ahead, I can see I’ll be trying to not spend any for the next two months at least.

I dread this week, I expect a lot of Bull Shit.

And finally, here’s a picture of Ditto the Monster Man, safe in his bed. 20130309_213815

Turkey Day Week

I didn’t realize it, but this is Thanksgiving week. I didn’t realize it when I agreed to go to the Brac on Thursday. I had to decline my invitation for turkey dinner, and I’ll probably be working till 8PM. We have a big audit this week, and from what I’ve heard about the last one, this will be Hell Week

The Wife is in Miami to see Madonna In Concert, She’ll be back Thursday and I won’t be there to pick her up at the airport.

It was a short weekend, Saturday I took The Wife to the airport, Sunday I  mowed the yard. I can’t remember much else. I miss her. Last night I woke up , hot, I figured I’d open the window more to let more breeze in, then I thought, am I an idiot? opening the window? I wonder if I’m crazy, wanting to open the window. I need to ask the wife.

Redskins won, I didn’t watch. I checked the score on my phone every once in a while while I was mowing. They play Dallas on Thursday as well, another event I’ll be missing..

I went to bed last night about 10:30, and it was hard to wake up this morning.

Re reading this, it sounds like I have a bad case of the Monday Morning Blues,

Another Monday

It was a nice weekend. I was going to mow the yard, but this fella I had given my old mower to walked by with his unsavory helper and they ended up doing it for me for a very reasonable price. Then later, I think the unsavory helper came back and stole about 20 cinderblocks from my side yard. Our dang dawgs bark so often that neither us or the thieves pay any attention.
Then last night I dreamed about how you could drown by falling into a barrel of water.
It was a pretty uneventful weekend. Which was good. We got some rain and sun, both good. Redskins lost again.
Aw dammit! crappy weekend! Everything sucks! Skins lost. Just kidding. I’m beyond caring already about the NFL.
Have a great week!

Poor Poor Sheba

Poor Poor Sheba

Sheba had a rough day yesterday. First she got kicked in the teeth, then she got her ear stepped on.

We were playing with a tennis ball on the front porch. Sheba was holding the ball in her hand. I tried to kick it away from under her paw, at the same time, she tried to grab it with her mouth. I ended up kicking her in her razor-sharp chompers, she went rolling, I got a bloody toe.

Later, Sheba was recovering from her ordeal on the cool living room tiles. The Wife was making some technical adjustments on her Wii. Suddenly Sheba let out a whine-ish yelp like we’ve never heard before. The wife had accidentally stepped on her ear.

Sheba immediately came over to me for some consolation. And I suggested the wife give them dawgs some treats to compensate, which she did.

Poor Poor Sheba