I bought new tires for the Chrysler Town & Country. They’re not all season tires like before, like what we’ve all gotten used to. If you look closely at your all season tires, you’ll notice they’re not rated for snow. I now have all weather. They have the little picture of a snowflake on the tire, designating them suitable as a snow tire. I got them at Mo-Tires here in Lethbridge.
I got up this morning and wandered into the living room to greet M&F. “Happy birthday,” I said. I beat them to it.
I’m at Starbucks having a complimentary breakfast – not complimentary from Starbucks but from Mom. “Thank you,” I said. “What for?” she said. “Breakfast,” I said. “You went out for breakfast?” she asked. “Not yet,” I replied.
We’re also supposed to go out for dinner this evening. They asked where I wanted to go. My first suggestion was Cora. Floyd informed me that it was only open for breakfast & lunch. I’ve never heard of a restaurant only open for breakfast & lunch, unless it was a in an industrial area or a lunchroom at a company. My second choice – Denny’s. Don’t laugh – they always have a chef on duty. Apparently Mom had a bad meal there once – a deep fried dish – so she turned her nose up at it. I think I’ll let them decide. Probably Smitty’s! Hmm.
I’m back from Rosedale, BC. I brought back a 4×8 U-Haul trailer stuffed full of things, like a band saw, Glenn’s memorabilia, Father’s antiques and collectibles, tools & electrical things, books & photo albums, and various other things.
Unfortunately, everything that was in the shop was covered in a layer of rat poop, dust, grease, and dog urine. Laura had been looking after the property for two years since Father passed away, and no upkeep was really done in the shop. I’m now in the throws of finding homes for all the stuff I brought back, but much of it had to be taken to a car wash to pressure wash all the poop and grime off.
The garage here is pretty much full of either things I brought back or the teardrop trailer I’m working on. My room is also full of stuff from the house. Laura packed all the stuff up into boxes and stored it in the crawl space under the house. It amounts to about 20 cardboard boxes of stuff (dishes, photos, Glenn’s collectibles, etc.). So for the next few weeks I’ll be dealing with all this stuff.
I drove to Rosedale, BC to take care of Father’s house, as I told everyone. However, on the second day that I was gone, my server crashed. <AAAAAH!> Every time I leave, something happens to the computer! I phoned Floyd to help out. I guided him through various steps to get it running again. No go. I needed the server to update to everyone how things are going there on lesjohnston.ca and here, to post things for sale, to upload pics to share with various people, etc, but the server just would not work. I got back into town yesterday evening, about three weeks later, and worked on the server. It’s now running again. Piece of crap. It’s cursed. It only crashes and refuses to restart when I leave town.