July, you’re a woman…

Sidebar: unless you know John Stewart (and nobody does) you won’t get that reference.

Wednesday was a perfect Michigan summer day.

I woke up late (I shut off the alarm and went back to sleep after a restless night) and had to hustle, but I got there.

I took Vicky out to lunch to pay her back for setting up my laptop. She wanted to go to Time Out for the fish and chips. I got the chicken quesadillas and ate most of it (they are huge (of course).

We got out of there at 12:30 p.m., so I drove her through Rosedale Gardens. She’s a fellow house freak, so she loved it!

I wlked outside both times, but in the afternoon, the humidity had ratcheted up.

I got home after work and changed clothes. Caley had barfed on the bed sheet, so I added that to the Wednesday wash.

I went out and watered all the container gardens.

When I was out back, I noticed one of the tomato plants didn’t look so good. I think its insects, so I dusted all of them with Sevin.

One of the advantages of taking Vicky to lunch is she usually gives me the lunch she brought in from home. This time it was rice, shrimp and plantains. So, I warmed that up for dinner. It was excellent.

I watched taped TV until 9:30 p.m. and went to bed.