Summer Normal

It's been too long since I've checked in. Life has taken on a life of its own. That's a good thing, I guess.

I'm in full swing with the Relay For Life events -- and Rman's work is going like gang-busters. No recession in Roseville, CA.

We had a great time last weekend for Ken/Tim/Marcia's birthdays. Mike entertained us with funny stories of his adventures into Mexico and back. Yes, the $500 CraigsList motorcycle made it and so did the boy: all 3,200 miles of it in 2 weeks, if you can believe that. He's glad he went and I'm glad he's home -- sounds like a win-win to me.

We've been to the horse races and The City and played an enthusiastic audience for Lodi High's Fiddler on the Roof. It was fabulous, and not just because our grandson played a leading role. Summer is trying to arrive but a couple of days a week are cloudy and rainy. Wouldn't it be nice for the whole summer to go that way? So we never take the sunshine for granted? Because by mid August I'm just about done with the whole summer and hot temperature thing and beg for rain.

The Dove family is rolling out its new models. We found Willy and Kate happily fluttering around on the ground today under the watchful eye of their mother. Not a BlueJay in sight. I guess they've passed the word that this yard is being patrolled. Kate looks just like her Mum: long slender neck, lighter gray. And Willy is a robust little chap that poops up a storm. 

Graduations, birthdays, game days, a little boating around Santa Cruz, maybe a bbq or two - that's it for June. Teacher friends have their feet up at 10 in the morning for a well deserved break. And one teacher friend has a job interview on Tuesday. Fingers and toes crossed for that one.

We're kicking around the idea to bid on one of those unpaid public storage units like those Auction Hunters guys. Get our big old camping flashlights out and strategize in quiet whispers holding a couple of padlocks and a wad of cash. I knew it was a mistake to clean up the garage. I'll tell you one thing: I'm NOT getting a tattoo.