Welcome to July

Last weekend went by way too fast.

We came out of the drag show on Sunday to a torrential downpour.

Because the club we were at was in the midst of "boys town" on Pride day, we had parked a couple of blocks away.

The streets were closed off, and there were tents set up for the festivities.

When we got there, we scoped the place out, and decided we would walk through the event after the show.

However, because of the storm, by the time we came outside, everyone was GONE.

The event had been closed for safety reasons.

We picked up some free newspapers to put over our heads, and stepped out into the rain for a dash to the car.

The temperature had dropped substantially, the winds were strong, and the rain itself was like a cold shower.

We came home and changed into dry clothes, opened up the house to let the fresh air in, and listen to the rain, and watched the Cub game.

The weather cleared later, and it was GORGEOUS out, so we tried to go back over to boy's town for the parade, but we would had to have parked many blocks away, and decided against it.  My sister has some painful arthritis symptoms, and the walk would have done her in.

That was disappointing, but the show was fun, and they seemed to enjoy it.

The first brewery we tried to visit after that was closed on Sundays, so we sought out our last stop, which turned out to be three breweries in one!  Record broken!

We went to breakfast Monday morning, and saw them off by 10.

Because it rained every night last weekend, the lawn grew beyond our capability to mow it.  We had to flag down a lawn crew and hire them to come back and mow for us.

Dave got the guy's phone number, though, so we can just text him if this happens again.

We now have "a guy."

Yesterday, we got up early and mowed again first thing in the morning, to avoid the heat of the day.

Then.. guess what?  It rained last night.  HAHA!

But at least the lawn was mowed twice during the dry days.

The rain cooled things off for us, though, and we finally got in the hot tub for the first time in a while.  It was lovely!

Nothing much on the agenda today.  I did my chores yesterday after mowing, so I can take it easier today (which is good, because I have a hang over).  Dave still has to go to his dad's for his weekly visit.

Maybe I'll go along, but lately, every time Dave goes, Pop is asleep.

Why do I have a hang over, you ask?  Because I had a beer during the Cubs game, had a celebratory half shot of whiskey when the Cubs won, then made some wonderful mojitos with juicy limes and mint from the garden, and then had some chilled sake in the hot tub last night. 

I simply can no longer tolerate drinking different things on the same day, even if it's over the course of many hours (like yesterday), and even if I never even get tipsy.

It's so not fair!  But I need to remember that on my "drinking day," which is usually Saturday.

Last Saturday, when Elsa and Jim were here, I drank a grand total of 16 ounces of beer (4 breweries, 4 ounce beers at each one), and I felt great on Sunday.

Today, I feel like shit.  I feel like I SHOULD feel after being roaring drunk....but I wasn't roaring drunk.

Sigh.... OH well.... I just need to remind myself to stick with one thing.

There has been thunder all around us all morning, but no rain in our area yet.  The distant thunder is nice.  It's supposed to rain at some point today, but when the storm comes in, it should be gentle.