It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood.

[racer72]

Bright and sunny, 77 degrees and not a cloud in the sky. Got my yard work done early, changed the oil in my truck and cleaned out a bit of the garage. Time to sit back with a cold one and relax. Hmmm, just noticed a big tanker type truck next door, making a lot of noise. That’s okay, it’s still nice.

Sniff, sniff.

Holy mother of odorific emanations. What the hell is that smell? I take a closer look at the truck next door. Sunset Septic Pumping. And about 30 feet upwind from me I notice a guy pumping out the neighbor’s septic tank. Kind of took the sweet off what could have been a nice afternoon.

[picunurse]

Well, hey, just drive north on I-5 to Matthews Beach. Our lawn needs mowing desperately, the pick-up could be hosed out and the 'Vette really needs a bath. Our neighborhood smells good, we have 40 rose bushes all blooming their heads off. Oh that reminds me, they need to be dead headed and fed. We even have cold beer in the fridge, of course they’re some icky micro brews that hubby’s uncle left with his last visit.

Or not.

[Swampwolf]

gaah! It’s 196° in the shade here, and I have a water reclamation facility (or as my family calls it, “the poop factory”) between me and work.

Count your blessings!