Monday Moanin’

fddvrt5fffI woke up an hour before the alarm went off and could not fall back asleep. This didn’t bode well.

It was overcast, but warm with a nice breeze during my morning walk.

I had to go to the credit union at lunch so, on the way back, I stopped and got the usual at Ten Yen for lunch. Everything was excellent (as it always is) until I opened my fortune cookie. It read: “The older the crab, the tougher his claw.”

I think I was just insulted by some Chinese fortune cookie maker!!

The afternoon walk was noticeably sunnier, hotter and muggier. Not pleasant at all.

Back home, I treated Caley and changed clothes. I watched the news until they started repeating the main stories. BTW, the high today here was 80 degrees F. Then I went out to the garage.

Now the main goal tonight is to restore the young Shaolin monk. So, I set him on a square of plywood and bushed off his flakiness with a wire brush. Then I got one of the two spray cans I bought: Rust-oleum American accents Stone.

Sidebar: The only real worry I have it that is specifically made for inside projects. I’ll have to figure this out and deal with it. But it’s the only product I could come up with that imitated his original look.

The other problem as he was covered in dark gray and the only paint that came close was brown. But, I sprayed him up.

I had 15 minutes before I could re-spray him, so I moved onto the motorcycle front license plate project. I put the bike on the center stand (not easy if you’re a crip) and then went and dug out the old floor jack. That was easy, but not finding the handle, LOL!

But I finally found it and, using a 2x6 chunk of wood, supported it at the front of the engine. I stopped there, knowing time was waning.

As requested, I took some photos of the front wisteria for my Brother Carl. But there are TONS of blossoms and like five blooms (which is why I didn’t take a photo yesterday).

My roses are starting to bloom as well. I took a picture of my favorite, a yellow one I planted for my sister, Anne.

I wondered (after his comment) what was happening with the wisteria in back. So, I checked and found just one bloom (but that’s understandable as it doesn’t get the sunlight the one in front does. So, I will wait on photos of that one.

But, back in front, I sprayed my little monk with another coating of the “stone” paint. Now, what to do with him? I decided to leave him out there overnight. Why would anybody want to steal my young monk?

Back inside, it was getting late and I was getting hungry. So, I warmed up the sweet corn and the rest of the steak and had delicious dinner.

I got ready for bed and started watching a taped show, knowing I would fall aslepp before it finished. I did.