Does anyone else think?

I'll admit it. I watch too much T.V. As a result, I see a lot of commercials. Raid has an ad out right now for a yellow jacket trap. They spend all sixty seconds going on and on about how the yellow jackets will die, DIE! Then, at the very end a voice comes on and says, "S.C. Johnson, a family company." Does anyone else think that is amusing, or at least odd?

Million Dollar view (we wish!)

The new porch in the rare June rain.

Yummy Maple!

Working up to it.

Well, Mammy and I have been here in the Sierra's having a gay old time. The work is still coming along, but still slowly. I feel like we are over the biggest part of the hump. The last day and a bit has been all about getting the hardwood laid in the big room. It is so beautiful, and it is SO nice to see it finally going in. It was one of the first things we started, so it has been a long time coming. It feels very odd to walk out of the hall and not step down.

Mammy and I have been playing our usual love/not so much love game. We are so much alike, that we drive each other crazy one minute, and then we can't get enough of each other the next. She, as always, makes me feel like a slacker with her crazy OCD energy. We have been having alot of fun in the evenings. We sit side by side, with our laptops going, watching Little House on the Prairie and As Time Goes By. We read each other bits of email, or odd news stories. We even had a "campfire" in the driveway one night (read brush fire). It is fun.

We were supposed to head back down the hill tonight, but we're pooped, and have a few more bits to do. I won't be back for a while, as I am off to TN/GA. I know it will be fun, but at the same time, I feel like I have to work up the energy to do it. However, I CANNOT WAIT to see the Upstairs Gang and the lovely CT. Going back to TN these days always raises the conundrum of whether or not I should try to see my Grandma. I love her, but seeing her is very hard for all involved parties. Any ideas?

I'm still amusing myself talking to certain gentlemen on line, but it sure would be nice to find a real, live one to hang out with. Mr. Urbane is off to the northeast, and I'm so glad...he really needs a break. I am also very proud of him, for he is always (in his own way) fighting the good fight.

More later.

Fire.