Saturday was one of those days where the heat sneaks up on you and covers you like an itchy, humid woolen blanket. I started out the day early, and made it to the dump before the line got long and the sun got hot, disposing of cast-off swingset wood, the remainder of the old garage workbench, and two armfuls of hedge clippings. Upon my return the lawn got mowed, and when I was done it was 96° and lunchtime.
After eating we made a quick trip to a landscaping store to price out plants, and by the time we returned all my steam was gone. In a rare bit of wisdom, I laid down for a sweaty siesta on the couch.
After I woke back up, I retreated to the cool basement and took apart Finn’s big bike to troubleshoot the rear wheel, which wasn’t holding air. I also pulled the training wheels off the smaller bike to see if they would fit the larger one—no joy. Right before dinner Mama took to the A/C with a migraine so Finn and I grilled some hot dogs, hitched up the trailer bike and the two of us took a spin around the neighborhood in the cooler evening air. Then we drove the Scout out to Target to find a new tube for her bike and some Round-Up for the driveway.
After I put her to bed, I broke out the kettle and brewed a batch of Hefeweizen for the second parade keg; it should be low ABV and perfect for sipping on a hot Independence Day.
Sunday after church we hung out at the Strawberry Jamboree for an hour or so with friends and squinted up into the drizzle. I had made plans to sell some Scout parts to a fellow out in Reisterstown, and ran out to do that while Mama and Finn worked outside. When I got back they were napping so I mixed up some liquid death and sprayed the driveway in the hopes that it’ll reveal some pavement under all the vegetation.
After dinner we got Finn bathed and dressed and into bed with some books, and when she fell asleep we crept back downstairs just in time to catch Game of Thrones (a friend remarked on Facebook that this episode should have been called Game of Throats). Jen went to bed early again so I broke out my neighbor’s beer gun and filled eight bottles full of Belgian IPA after some experimentation. It’s clear to me now that I need to drain the keg, so I’m going to hook everything back up at some point this coming week and empty out the rest.
I met up with an old contact this afternoon to sell a pair of Terra windows I’ve had kicking around the garage for a while, as well as a pair of spare door panels. He’s the son of the fellow we bought the brown parts Scout from, and he’s inherited his father’s truck. It’s in great shape, and his plans are to put a steel bulkhead in it with a Terra top and sell the traveltop on it now. It was good to finally meet him, and he wants to join us for the next local gathering (which I have to start planning out).
And, now I’ve got some money in the Scout kitty. What to do with it?
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