Well, in blog time it’s only a day, but in real Sarah time it was a few weeks. Or maybe a week. Or something. I don’t really remember anymore. Because…
Time is nebulous. Ebbing, flowing, spinning away from us like a fast flowing mountain stream….
Really-ya buy that? Actually it’s just making some far fetched excuse for the fact I can barely remember what I had for dinner. I mean, really. Keeping track of time? Come ON.
I went to Seattle to a house warming to which I was invited at the last minute. Like the day before. The invite was a text. I had to ask for the address. So I didn’t bring a gift. Cause I’m a little bit of a bad last minute house warming invite guest. Sorry.
House was one of those small ones they complain about in Seattle. Narrow and tall, with a great view. Which means the neighbors don’t have a great view…anymore.
The front of the condos, facing Wallingford Ave N
And the view. Which is why one pays top dollar for a 1700 sq foot, 3 level, two bed, two bath home.
And the happy groom and home owner-I probably didn’t mention he eloped with his girlfriend on April 1st. Congratulations Jeff!
Then I drove home is a crap ton of traffic. Why was there a crapton of traffic? Because Seattle. That’s why.
It was Easter the next day, a little sunnier and another trip to Seattle-to Edmonds this time-to have dinner with Grampa, Martha, and Tom at Anthony’s.
We watched a ferry go by. With a flying fish. Amazing, huh?
It was a nicer day Sunday than Saturday. Weather-wise I mean. Both days were equally fun in different ways.
I took a lovely stroll around Chambers Bay at oh six hundred Friday. It was lovely.
Sorry about the repeat Facebook pictures. Dang it. But I needed a little blog filler and I do like these shots.
When I got to work these fine fellows were outside the back door. Unfortunately, I didn’t get a shot of the homeless guy who was sleeping against said back door which made me have to detour to the front door. I don’t usually go in the front door, but I hate to disturb the boys sleeping in front of the back door. That’s what these guys are paid to do.
Why was there a guy sleeping on the uncovered cement landing outside our door? Because Tacoma, that’s why.
This Saturday I went to a charity auction. It was thrilling.
Here’s a bunch of
really old people auction goers lining up to get in.
I bought a little helmet signed by Richard Sherman for Blaney. He likes that sort of thing. I was happy to win it considering a rich guy was bidding against me. I let him have the Edgar Martinez signed Baseball and Yankees/Mariners tickets in exchange for me winning the helmet. I couldn’t afford both. And he could. Seriously could.
Today I mowed the lawn. Got gas. Got oil. Got mowed.
Paritally mowed-check out that lawn growth-impressive eh??
Dave tried to buy a house today. We’ll see how that goes. Not holding my breath but it would be nice. House buying-meh.
It’s about as fun as this--
And in reality, just like this…..
Wish us luck.