Somewhere Ykraps is Smiling

It was another gorgeous morning. I was out of bed and downstairs by 535am. I released Frankie then fumbled with eye drops and starting coffee, something I forgot to do the night before. Soon she and I were outside milling around the backyard. It took a while, but she eventually took care of business. It was lovely outside, about 64 and clear. Inside I completed my exercise routine then quickly perused headlines and email. By 605am I was engaged in meditation, and then stretching at 615am. I headed out a second time with Frankie before taking her up to Mindy. I left for my run at 635am wearing shorts and a sleeveless wicking shirt. It felt good to run with summer attire. I ran hard and ran well completing the four miles by 712am. I returned to find my breakfast ready and waiting at my usual spot. I was thirsty, chugging about half a glass of water before hand. I asked about fresh fruit. Yes, in the fridge. I retrieved three containers, one each containing watermelon, strawberries, and pineapple. Breakfast was as good as ever. I was awfully hungry. Mindy helped both kids with their hair then left for work about five minutes late. A little behind myself, I didn’t get up to the shower until 740am. I moved even faster than usual and was downstairs ready to go even before 755am. The kids leashed up Frankie and out the door we went. Kenny was out with the girls. The pugs wrestled in the driveway, their leashes tangling numerous times. They remind me of sumo wrestlers. Soon the kids were off and Frankie and I headed back home. I planned to drive the BM’er with such a gorgeous forecast in the offing. I prepared accordingly. Driving the BM’er changes the exit strategy slightly. Sweet drive into the office. Last second I took a right at Roberts deciding to take the back way into work and up Old Dublin Rd. There were reports of a huge delay on I-270N due to an accident. The back way is much more fun anyway, especially in the BM’er. The delay on Wilson Rd alone was already enough to make me about 10 minutes late. No worries. Work wasn’t too bad - busy, but manageable. If the morning went well, I planned a trip to Lowe’s at lunch. I had our empty propane tank in the BM’er’s trunk. Turned out, I was able to get away just as I had hoped. At Lowe’s I did a propane exchange and also picked up some rat/mouse poison pellets and a new MR11 bulb for Mindy’s fountain. I like to keep a box of the poison pellets in the guts of the hot tub and another in the garage. I need to price out deck stain but didn’t bother. I wasn't planning to buy it then anyhow. I’ve been wondering why we seem to run out of propane much sooner than past. I noticed that the propane exchange tanks are only 15lbs. Used to be 20lbs. I headed back to the office after being gone about 50 minutes. I was back just ahead of 2pm. I spent a good hour or so meeting with my boss after eating my packed veggies and tuna. And just as they often do, I things got busy as the day wound down. I felt the pressure. Luckily, I was able to manage my way out of the building on time. I phoned Mindy on my walk to the BM’er but hung up prior to driving. Don’t like to chat on the phone while driving the BM’er, standard shift and all. I arrived home at 550pm. I noticed gas was down around $2.41 per gallon. That was of little consequence, however, because the market took a huge hit over the last couple of days. For me, I need to see a thriving stock market and low oil prices. Yeah! Mindy was already busy with dinner when I got home. We were having spaghetti. I commented that I guessed tacos. Spaghetti isn’t a meal that comes to mind when it’s 85 degrees. Makayla was dining with us. Seems Kenny & Chrissy drove to the nursery to get more flowers due to rabbit damage. While Mindy put the finishing touches on the spaghetti, I tested the new bulb in her fountain. Even though I hoped not, I had a suspicion that it wasn’t the bulb, but instead the underwater fixture. Much to my liking, it wound up being the bulb. Cool! It was time for dinner. I took Frankie out to pee while everyone else got started on their spaghetti. Bella came to help get Frankie back in the house. The spaghetti & meatballs was tasty. Mindy made fresh garden salads along with a fresh loaf of French bread too. Mindy made Jacob a grilled cheese in lieu of spaghetti. Come ot think of it, I like him a lot better as grilled cheese. :) Honestly, though, I think they’re at an age where they should be eating what’s served. I’m so mean! The kids headed out to play after dinner. I was eager to get some planting done myself, but before any of that the kitchen needed cleaned up. I thought briefly about asking Mindy, but didn’t. She helped a little. It was 645pm by the time clean-up was completed. I headed upstairs and quickly changed into attire more suitable for the warmth and planting. I planted white petunias around the two main rear beds and then some impatiens out front center. Afterwards I watered all the flower beds by hand, front and back. It’s amazing how quickly things dry out after all the rain we received through last Friday night. It was just after 8pm when I had all of my tools put away. I’ll most likely be planting through the Memorial Day weekend with vegetables, a rose bush, and two and a half flats of flowers still to sink. That puts me right on par with most years past. It’s a process. Speaking of MD weekend, I’m looking forward to a long 4-day weekend. Wahoo! Inside, the kids were just finishing up their bed time snacks and readying for tuck in. Mindy insisted on an 830pm bedtime after both struggled getting up earlier that morning. The way I throw my entire body into my work, I really could’ve used another shower, but chose instead to wash rag off. In the end, it probably took as much time as a shower. I tucked in the kids on demand. Bella wanted a story. I made one up that closely mimicked the antics of she and Jacob. She found it funny. Back downstairs I tuned to the Science channel watching three back-to-back episodes of How the Universe Works. Excellent show! Do check it out. Mindy couldn’t hang and headed for an early bedtime – about 920pm. I stayed up until 1030pm enjoying popcorn and TV with Frankie. I learned that Frankie loves popcorn. She went crazy when she got her first whiff. I broke the pieces into smaller, puppy sixed bites. She was in over-drive. Too funny! Somewhere I have to think Ykraps is smiling!