Tuesday, August 29, 2017

Watching the show.

Because there seems to always be a "show".   And I'm not talking about the Eclipse,  which was kinda neat.  And yes,  I did watch some of that,  but only on line.

I wasn't about to fool with pin holes in cereal boxes and such,  when there were several entities such as NASA who very conveniently had live feeds that one could watch on YouTube.   I mean,  if you have "unlimited" internet download capability (which is not really "unlimited",  but whatever)  why not watch on line?

Anyway no,   the show I'm referring to,  and one of the reasons we open the curtains in the front is, the neighbours across the way.

Not the best picture,  but this is the third boat they've had in a couple years.

They just keep getting bigger and bigger!  Hey,  whatever floats yer boat.

Sorry for that one.

It's presently away, and just the trailer is there for the last few days,  so I'm guessing they're on holidays.   Which means the kids are at home.  Which means,  there's usually some other type of "show".

I was in bed by then,  but reportedly the cops showed up the other morning at around two. Went in.  Had a chat.  *rolling my eyes*

Beats TV some nights.

Anyway,  we seem to be muddling along.  Had visitors off and on this summer.   Sister-in-law and Hubby have moved from B.C. back to Ontario and have bought a place in Kingston.  If you look at real estate prices,  you'll get it.

Kingston is nice.  They're a couple blocks from the water,  and are hoping for a mild winter.  Fingers crossed.
I think I'd sooner have cold and clear rather than the type of weather they get in Vancouver.

I'd be totally depressed.

Meanwhile,  my bathroom is pretty much done.  Well,  except I think I'm going to paint the inside trim,  as I'm not happy with the way it looks.   Went back to the paint store and had them tint what was left over from the painting I had already done,  and voila!  I now have "trim" paint.   Really just paint.  But a darker version of what I put on the walls,  and they tinted it for free!   

No brainer.  Already had the paint,  and I like "free".

Annoyingly,  the sink drain was NOT cooperating,  so I had to get serious about cleaning it out.   Turns out there was a lump of gunk in the line that had hardened up over the time it took me to do the work,  and no amount of coaxing either with a plunger or liquid plumber was getting it to work.
It was hair,  but let's not go there.

So I had to cut the drain pipe (after first removing the plaster ceiling in the garage.  Such fun!)  and shoved a air hose up in there and gave it a blast.   Worked like a charm.

Then I installed a clean out for the inevitable time when it decides to back up again.

Because it will.

That bit of white stuff there is just teflon tape.

Due to the location of the laundry chute,  the original plumber had to make a couple 90 degree bends up in the wall behind the cabinet,  and I simply know it'll be prone to a stoppage at some point in time.  No worries.  I'll just blast it out again.

Um,  I suppose that's about it.  We're still sailing on Tuesdays until the long weekend.  Then after "Bronte Rocks",  we switch over to Sundays.   Something to do with sunset and days getting shorter.

Oh,  and we did do a couple cottage visits.   Nothing extraordinary.

Thanks for stopping by.

Keep that stick on the ice.


  1. Good thinking with the clean out plug, it would have taken me at least two more clean outs to think of that.

  2. Always good to hear from you Bob--and I'm betting your boating season is about as long as it is in Montana--makes you wonder about the neighbors!

  3. Neighbours can be so entertaining at times, like you said better than watching tv. Nice that you got that troublesome drain all fixed up, and the clean out to boot as well.

  4. Like you I think I'd sooner have cold and clear rather than the type of weather they get in Vancouver as well.


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