UMTravels

Seems that I’m always out of bed before 8am in the house — unless I purposely try to sleep in. At the church, in the woods, the norm was closer to 9 or sometimes 10am.

Curt (formerly knows as Councilman Curt) comes up from Olympia around two this afternoon with Brandon in tow — though Brandon is off to the University District Fair and is headed back to Oly by bus in the evening.

Spent the morning — and part of the time after Curt arrived — digging in the dirt. Wonderful mentioned there was a buried water shut off in the front yard under the living room window — which I found about a foot down. This is where I want to plant the tomatoes and arugula that Jimmy gave me the other day. Ran to Home Depot for a sprinkler valve box, sucked out all the dirt with the shop vac and put the cover in before removing the rest of the sod that had self seeded.

Of course, the shut off is rusted in the open position, so really it will be using the street shut off which is easier to get too. But the Miracle grow vegetable soil is in — and the dirt underneath the sod was incredibly sandy, so maybe I’ll actually get tomatoes this year.

Dinner with Helene at Tuk Tum Thai (yes, again) where I proceed to make a mess by knocking over Curt’s water even before we start drinking wine. Fried Tofu, Eggplant, Curried Duck, Shrimp and Baby Corns. Two bottles of wine and the bill with tip is just $120.00. Amazing.

Off to the opera tonight. These are my last opera tickets. Darcie bought next season from me. Tonight = La Boheme. Perfect for Curt since it is what the musical Rent was based on, and he’s seen that five times already. Two intermissions, ran into Kevin and Claire on the second intermission. They are moving to Santa Cruz to be closer to each of their parents, and for better weather. My suggestion was to sell the house here as by the time they’ll be back, Selena will be ready for college and the house will be way too big for them. Add that they know someone who would buy it from them — negating the 6% real estate commission… but that’s me.

A late night guilty snack at Dick’s Drive-In on the way back to the car. Must remember to not park on that street the next time. Temptation, be gone.

Curt stayed over. We have champagne and orange juice for the morning!