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A slow Saturday

It’s a slow weekend here at Casa Poolman. Mrs. P is working both days of the weekend, including Mother’s Day, which she just loves (not.)

I am spending Saturday taking care of miscellaneous chores around the house.

I took a walk for exercise this morning and ran into my across-the-street neighbor, Judy. This was the first time I have laid eyes on Judy since last fall. She lost her husband to cancer several years ago, so she lives there alone. She has a son and his family here on the island and a daughter and family in North Carolina. She filled me on all her news, including a grandson in North Carolina who was born at 26 weeks gestation, but is now doing well. After about an hour of the update, it was time to get moving again. I excused myself and continued with my walk.

I ate some lunch and cleaned up the back yard. We have the solar cover still on the pool. The water is around 85 degrees, which is just getting to the temperature Mrs. P likes it. Hopefully, she’ll soon get the chance to enjoy it.

I am taking a two day course in “Communicating Science Effectively” which is being held on our campus this week. The problem is the course requires I show up with a functional laptop and a bunch of Adobe software. Our IT guys tell me my clunker of a computer won’t handle those programs. (I am due for a new laptop in July.) So I arranged to borrow Poolboy’s computer for the course. I am spending the afternoon downloading and installing trial versions of a bunch of software. Fascinating work. He will want his laptop back tomorrow, and then I’ll take it back again on Tuesday. What a pain.

I am reading / lecturing at 5:30 pm Mass this evening. I am just planning on a Papa Murphy’s pizza for dinner. Mrs. P really doesn’t like a big meal when she is working back-to-back shifts.

Tomorrow is Mother’s Day, but Mrs. P is working again. I’ll have a nice meal of barbecued ribs, hash brown potatoes, etc ready when she gets home. It’s the least I can do.

A broken pool, nasty smells, a suprise party and Mother’s Day

We’ve had a busy Saturday this Mothers Day Weekend, so Mrs. Poolman decided to go low energy today.

We co-hosted and provided the venue for a surprise birthday party for our son-in-law yesterday.  Our daughter and SIL’s condo is too small for the roughly 20 people they wanted to invite. Besides, it would be tough to prepare a surprise party in the house where the guest of honor lives.

We wanted to make it a pool party, but those plans were thwarted by mechanical difficulties.  When I got home from work on Thursday, I noticed the pool pump motor was running, but it wasn’t pushing any water. I didn’t have time to mess with it that evening. We called the pool repair folks on Friday. They won’t be here until Monday. In the meantime, I tried to figure out the problem and repair it myself.  I think I have it narrowed down to a blockage in the pipe that leads from the pool to the pump. I tried several things to break the plug, including a plumber’s snake, but with no success. I hope the pool repair people have better luck tomorrow.

Meanwhile, the Saturday night party went very well. SIL was totally surprised and everyone seemed to have a good time. The last stragglers didn’t get out of here until 2:30 am. Oy!

We did hit one hitch. Just before the party guests arrived, I had been smelling something odd, but couldn’t place it. It was a sour odor, like fermenting hay or the like. I finally narrowed it down to Sammy the Dog. I have no idea what she may have gotten into. We spread some pine straw that afternoon. Maybe there was something in that. I don’t know. In any case, although we were expecting the doorbell to ring at any moment, I dragged her out to the basketball court and gave her a bath. Sammy was not happy, but she got over it.

Mrs. P and I didn’t start functioning until around noon after that late bedtime. We celebrated Mother’s Day with an early afternoon lunch at our favorite seafood place. Nothing says “I love you” like a basket of hot fried shrimp. Yum!

We ran some errands and then came home to do laundry, update the checkbook and pay bills – all the usually weekend stuff that you need to do to keep it going.

On to the work week…