Today marks what would have been Grandma Ball's 100th birthday. It's astonishing to think. Wishing a blissful centennial in heaven, Grandma! XOXO
I woke up at 7 for no apparent reason as Har spent the night in the garage. S stirred and glanced at his watch, which reminded me of his early hunting plans. We made coffee and savored a cup in bed. S then dressed in his camouflage, gathered his gear, and departed, making a brief return before heading east, all before 8 AM.
Today is Harley's last day of pills, and although I managed to get one into her, it took various bribes to administer the other. Before doing the morning marketing, I lightly sanded the dresser. The tutorial for the custom long dresser was completed, published, shared, and distributed to all the necessary channels. Then, back in the garage, I began painting it a light grey. While talking to Shaina, she received the disheartening news that Nathan's surgery, scheduled for tomorrow, was postponed to next Friday. Dang.
I returned to the shop to work on the projects while S went for a hot tub. The dresser was finish sanded and touched up. S secured the dresser's back as I was reassembling it and attaching the hardware. After that, he camouflaged himself and left again after 2:30.
I worked on tutorials, then loaded Joanne's table and desk parts into the car for delivery to Mom tomorrow who I am meeting in town. The sun made a brief appearance, so I seized the opportunity to do my day 37 Spanish lessons at the island during the fleeting golden hour. The refrigerator was cleaned out before preparing vegetables for dinner.
S returned at 6 from his second round, having spotted more deer but without success in hunting one. While we caught up on the day's events, I prepared an apple crisp to bake after the vegetables were finished. We savored a delicious steak and roasted vegetable dinner. The Brussels sprouts had balsamic vinegar and honey today Afterwards, I resumed my computer work, finally finishing and posting yesterday's blog, then proceeded to work on today's entry. Meanwhile, S watched hockey and researched local names on a land map with a bowl of apple crisp topped with an ice cream sandwich.
B was out for her usual feeding routine. She asked me to hold J while she checked him, but she didn't find any visible injuries. It's possible he's just feeling his age, nearing 15. I cleaned and treated Harley's face. B examined him and thought he needed more medication, so I texted the vet who agreed to prescribe more. After that, she and Cooper headed home as the fog rolled in thick, and I returned to my computer work watching Outer Banks on my iPad. We wrapped up the night starting a new series called Cross on Prime.
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