Yesterday was an enjoyable day. It rained on and off all day. Of course in Texas this is an oddity. We are accustomed to having the forceful thunderstorms unleash their strength and fury in a single blast. We had a small taste of the thunderstorm mentality Wednesday night. A little rain, a little hail, lots of lightning, and loud thunder. It was a stark contrast to Thursday.

I continue to maintain my habit of monitoring multiple radar sights which enable me to keep tabs on the weather in the St. Lawrence area. Unfortunately, they didn't get what we did. Of course their weather is directly related to their production which is directly related to our work. We continue to be hopeful because after an absence for a day the rain chances return for several days.

Our painter arrived yesterday morning only to be rained out. He was able to paint trim on the porch, but the remaining surfaces were wet. We took this opportunity to go and look at additional supplies and or optional supplies at local vendors. Jim was able to get us closer to what I had been looking for, but it isn't exactly what we had hoped for.

Since Jim was rained out and the fact that he had a one o'clock appointment to look over and bid another job, he had time to kill. I recruited him to help me to take BS 22 to the body shop. Surprisingly, we got it done with twenty minutes to spare. My afternoon was filled with running errands. Work orders, post office, Kinko's, insurance agent and finally picking up some supper. Krl was in the mood for Mexican food.

Krl and I both felt sub-par last evening. She went to bed super early, I went to bed super late for me. We have been pleased with the changes made in the house in our absence. With the removal of the carpet and installation of tile, it seems to have drastically cut the airborne allergins, so there is much less sneezing, coughing and wheezing. What we have been battling seems to be a low grade fever and aches.

Tomorrow the two older hound girls will celebrate their birthday. It is somewhat bittersweet. This will mark two years in a row that our hound numbers have dwindled. Happy birthday Lady and Prissy! Also on a birthday note, Sunday will be Merrit's. I won't say how old she is but I will say she is old enough to know better! Happy birthday Merrit.

I guess I had better get around. I am dragging this morning. I checked earlier and Jim hadn't shown up. I would hate to get fired.

Have a day.

Be the real deal.

FATHER, take control.