Well, this weekend was boringly eventful, replete with Karoke at the Moose Lodge on Friday nite, Girl Scouts singing at a nursing home on Saturday, Boy Scout Flag retirement ceremony on Sunday, and rental house repairs on Monday.

Friday night I convinced my wife to tolerate my crooning at the Moose Lodge, did my best to honor Sinatra with "My Way", Lefty Frizzell with "You got the Money Honey", David Lee Roth with " Gigalo ", and of course Elvis with " American Trilogy ". The Moose affords married couples the ability to relax and enjoy cheap drinks, good atmosphere, with no singles-scene. The dance floor doesn't bring up the awkward situation of strange men asking your wife to dance, usually someone will ask you to dance with their spouse instead ( entry level spouse swapping not implied ). Hey, mixed drinks are just $2.50, so you can't go wrong.

After the Moose closed we slipped into a local Pub, where we ran into old friends and listen to a decent bar band cover AC-DC and Metallica. Quite a change from the predominate Country Oldies at the Moose, the volume may have been a tad higher at the Pub as well.

We don't tend to get out often, so we made the best of the evening, closing down the Pub and slipped home around 2:30am, a late night for sure, especially with Girl Scouts at 9am ( ugh ) Crashed and burned, coffee and aspirin for breakfast, chased out the daugter and her mom for Girl Scouts, and I went back to bed. ( hehehe).
I got up around 11am, before they returned from the Nursing Home, ( couldn't be caught napping ) and went grocery shopping when they did return, ( I bet my wife laid down while I was out ).
Saturday at 3pm Turner Classic Movies played 2001 A Space Oddessey, no commercials, uncut, in letterbox. Trying to watch this movie with a slight hangover, kids running around, and a dog that wants attention is difficult without the drugs Stanley Kubric appearently intended for the viewer to utilize. I made it thru tho, and blessed my surround sound for the experience.
Sunday, din't make it to Church, ( hardly ever do ), we fixed a huge breakfast ;eggs, bacon and sausage, grits ( w/butter and white cheddar cheese ) and toast w/ assorted Granma jellies ( no Atkins here ). Finished up around 10am.
My Teen son and I had a flag retirement ceremony we had to attend at 1pm, so we relaxed with some Sponge Bob and prepared our uniforms ( washed the dirty things Lying in the hamper since the last Scout outing)
The flag retirement ceremony was about as patriotic an event as you could possibly imagine. Co-sponsored by the DAR and assisted by the VFW, old women and silver haired veterans fawned over all our young Scouts who "volunteered" to assist in the event.
We set up in an old baseball field, setting a 55gal drum at home plate. A white gloved honor guard presented the colors, a very small Scout belted out the national anthem, and officers of the DAR read poetry about the flag and its history. One flag had been prep'd to be completely dismantled, one stripe at the time and the union separated and these pieces were dropped in the fire drum as the state they signified was announced, upon "committing the union to the flames", the other flags collected were brought to the burn barrel ( a touching moment was the playing of taps by a WWII vet ) over 50 flags had been collected for disposal so this part lasted a while, as the scouts had to bring up the flags individually to be burned.
The only negative was the weather, it was COLD, and the ceremonial area was in the shade of the grandstands, and in our area Scout uniforms have SHORT SLEEVES, those poor guys froze standing there.
I did too.
So with that over we pack on home, prepare for Monday, and then I get a call from a renter, "roof leak and floor creak" shoots my plans all to hell 'cause this house is on the coast, 150 miles away.
Monday comes and of I go, find out the leak is from a skylite that didn't get flashing when the new roof was installed a year ago. $10.00 and 1 hour later the leak is fixed ( bucket of roof cement and a plastic putty knife ) The creaky floor is cause for concern tho, as it creaks and sags going out a sliding glass doorway. Remove door frame and find rotten wood due to lack of sealing original door installation. Door sub-frame and floor joist are replaced with treated wood, supplement joist rot with additional footing ( 2 cider blocks and wedge ) spray in expanding foam insulation, replace door frame and caulk the hell out of it.

Ringling Bros. could march elephants on that floor now.

Spend the night at the in-laws and head back home today, zipping down I-40 the right rear tire decides to give out ( at 80 mph, that's not nice ) I relax, disable the cruise, and slow down before braking and pulling onto the shoulder. I begin finding all of the components to change a tire ( jack handle under hood, jack in rear tire well, spare under bumper ) I actually had all the items required !!! And my spare was not flat!!!!
I was releasing the spare when I looked up to see this huge guy walking up and asking if I needed any help, I'm no stranger to changing tires but if he was willing, I was appreciative of any assistance.
Good thing he stopped, because we needed 2 jacks for clearance ( 4x4 was too high for factory jack alone ) We had that tire changed in less than 10 minutes, he would accept no payment for his assistance, I thanked him and went on my merry way.

If you ever travel I-40 to Wilmington NC, Beaulaville is off of exit 385,the kind stranger had a volunteer fire dept tag on his truck from there, so smile as you travel, my mom says he was just an angel.