Labor Day Weekend - Day One

It was still lightly raining when I woke up at 8:00 AM. By 10:00, the sun had come out, so I went out on the patio to check the rain gauge: less than 1/4 inch. Not nearly what I was hoping for. It was only 67 degrees F., so I opened all the windows and shut the A/C off.

I started the weekend wash by stripping the bedding (much to Scruffy's disgust). I skipped shaving and just showered. I ate the last of the linguine with clam sauce for my brunch.

I took a long nap after that (there's nothing like a large load of carbs to make you sleepy). I walked out and got the mail. I walked back through the front lawn and decided it was dry enough to cut. So, I gassed up the mower, checked the oil and cut the front lawn.

Since they were dying off, turning brown and generally looked bad, I cut down the tiger lilies, too. Let's face it, summer's about shot!

I had gotten an email from Pizza Hut advertising a large pizza with three toppings for $10. Since I haven't had pizza since Joe's graduation party, I thought I'd treat myself. So I ordered one with pepperoni, mushrooms and banana pepper rings.

When it came, with the delivery fee and the driver's tip, my $10 pizza turned into a $15 one, but it always does. The crust wasn't as thin or crispy as I would have liked. I'm sure I wrote about this before, but my brother Carl worked in a space-themed pizza joint (I think it was called the "Orbit" - hey, it was the late 50's and everyone was crazy about space!) and he made the best, crispy crusts (and this was long before they started using wood-fired brick ovens).

But, it tasted great and, for a change, I pigged out and ate three slices watching TV. Then I went to sleep.

Then I woke up in the night with a terrible tummy ache. The wind had picked up and the temperature had fallen. I thought about walking around and shutting the windows, but I just walked to the linen closet, grabbed a blanket and went back to sleep.