The leak is no longer! Monday morning bright and early the new roofers came and shovelled off the roof, assessed the situation, went for supplies, returned and repaired. Apparently the first repair was a piece of tar paper with 1x4's nailed on the edges to hold it down. Now it's done properly with shingles and everything, and the kitchen is dry, Yippy!
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| No More Leak! |
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| What Was Used For The First Repair |
On Wednesday, (at 7:30 in the morning) Liza and I joined the lapidary club on a rock hunting expedition. They were going out to find new rocks and stones to bring back to cut, shape, and polish. We went out the Usery Pass Road and stopped to see a very rare "crown cactus" on the side of this highway that one of the fellows wanted us to see. Then past Saguaro Lake and on to the wash side of Sycamore Creek where we spent 3 hours all looking for "the rock". There were 10 of us out there, and I'm sure to the passers-by we were quite the site, hammering and picking and calling out I found a good one come look, only to be told "it's just a rock, not worth hauling back, more times than, "that's a keeper". Next week I'd like to bring Larry out to show him this area and the "crown cactus".
Liza and I left 1 1/2 hours before the others, as she was expecting a phone call, and I'm still not sure how it happened, but (I) we got lost, arriving back home 15 minutes after the others. We did see a huge fountain in the middle of nowhere that they didn't see. Turns out it's the fountain in the park in Fountain Hills that goes off every hour on the hour for 15 minutes. When I finally got home and had some water and a rest, I'll blame the whole lost thing on sun stroke and not punching the right thing in the GPS, it was, after all, 30C out there in the dessert!
Thursday I was still a little under the weather so we spent a lazy day and managed to go out for a few groceries. Friday I felt better and loaded my rocks up and took them to the lapidary to have them looked at. The others were busy cutting and polishing so I only got started on one, will have to wash the others and go back next week. That evening after supper, I went over to play hand & foot canasta, while Larry watched TV, an old spaghetti western with Clint Eastwood. On Saturday afternoon, after we dropped Liza at the airport (she flew to Calgary for her daughter's convocation and a visit) we went and checked out the annual "Wild West Days" in downtown Mesa, hardly anyone there, must have been the cold and the wind. When we got home we dug out the electric heater and fired up the furnace, it went down to 5C over night, nothing froze, and today it warmed up to 15C. It's supposed to be a cool week, I see some adventures in our future!
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| Deep Fried Corn On The Cob? |
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