Thursday, July 21, 2011

An Uneventful Eventful Day

‘Twas another uneventful trip, just the way we like them.  We were all hooked up and ready to go when Mike and Peggy showed up to chauffer us to the Kopper Kettle.  We enjoyed a nice casual breakfast with our adopted family members – we’re gonna miss our playmates.  It all came to an abrupt end and we were back home and, before we knew it, we were heading down the road.

This year we seem to be heading in the wrong direction at the right time or in the right direction at the wrong time.  We were heading north when it was still cold and damp.  Now we’re heading south while it is hot and humid.  Today and tomorrow it is supposed to be in the high nineties with extremely high humidity, so the order of the day will be “slow down and drink lots of water”. 

Today we are planning a shopping trip to our favorite grocery store of all time – Market Basket.  Tonight we’re going with our grand kids to “A Night Of A Thousand Cup Cakes”.  More about that tomorrow.  Briana will be coming home with us for a sleep over – I’m sure that that will be fun.

Last evening we got our grand kid fix.  We went over to Marc and Amie’s around four-ish for a cookout with hamburgers, hot dawgs, a pasta salad, and a garden salad – yummy.  Grandpa had some “holding Lola” time; that’s noteworthy because that child never stops moving.  Rocco is just as “busy” as his big sister, but he does like his hugs.  Briana is getting to be such a big girl.  It’s hard to believe that we’re old enough to have a teenaged grand daughter; she turns thirteen in September.

We’re still having some problems with the front leveling jacks.  They, or at least one of them, acts like there is some sort of binding up taking place.  I’m going to drill a couple of holes in the tubes so I can spray in some WD-40 in an attempt to clean the mechanism to “free them up”.  Should I be successful with the WD-40, then I will spray in some lithium grease to keep them lubed.  If the WD-40 doesn’t work, then we can only hope that the jacks will keep working until we get to Michigan where I can pull them out and overhaul them.

So, that’s the way it is this twenty-first day of July two thousand and eleven.  Take Care Until Next Time - - - - - -

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