Days sheltering in place: 68.
Days to normality: 10 (at least).
Keyboarding: Practiced three times today.
I can’t get an answer from the Mini dealership on some questions I have on the Electric Mini which surprised me as holiday weekends like this one - it’s Memorial Day on Monday - is traditionally the time for sales, especially car sales. Of course who wants to travel, who wants to go to a car dealership, who is even thinking about buying a car? Nobody it seems.
As it’s Memorial Day and unlike some, who I would classify as the classic “American Idiot”, I am not off to the beach. The furthest I’ll probably get is my garden, the weeds in which need mowing again.
Needless to say, it’s great weather for a bar-b-que except that I don’t have one. I have a log fire in the house - which we actually didn’t use last winter, hmm, something to do with the weather - but no bbq. It was on the list for last year, but we never got around to it.
Nevertheless I found one I liked in stock and ordered it for pickup, drove to the store and they brought it out along with some bbq tools, coals, a fire starting chimney and cover, plus some potting soil Karen wanted for her arugula plants.
At home I spent between 1 and 2 Veronica Mars episodes of time assembling the BBQ - there really was a lot to it . I then seasoned the cast iron grills, lit up some hot coals and gave it a test drive - or burn. According to my wife, cooking with “fire” is for men, although I suspect she’s watched too many Home Improvement episodes.
BTW: No I don’t watch Veronica Mars, it was on in the room I assembled the BBQ - honest. That said, she had better find out who killed Lilly or I’m going to be so pissed off - no spoilers please.
Come Monday, freshly made burgers - care of Karen - will be grilled on the “bar-b” by some body, possibly me. I’ll be in charge of the fire at least, as - apparently - that’s a man’s job.