Saturday, it was pretty daggone warm. It was actually a touch on the hot side! I was nearly compelled to get on the lawnmower and do some yardwork. The clover patches in the yard are growing, and getting tall and thick. The rest of the grass isn't doing much, but in some spots, it's definitely mowable. Unfortunately, it's a bit too early still. If I was down here a few weeks later, it would probably be time to mow, but not quite yet.
So anyway, I spent Saturday hanging out with my mom and the dogs, and the neighbor's dog who has taken to running into our yard whenever she sees us and trying her best to get some love. She's a sweet little dog, and I don't mind. As long as she doesn't get in the way of the cars when me or my mom are trying to back out of the driveway she is fine. Mom took the dogs for walks down the road and for one reason or another I ended up meeting her halfway through her walk. The first time, I just wanted to go out to see the dogs and walk down the street with her. The second time, I was inside watching the truck race when I heard the neighbor calling for his dog. After a minute, I figured I'd better go out on the road and see if she was following my Mom. Sure enough, she was, and so was a random Jack Russell terrier. I ended up having to herd the Jack Russell back down the road towards the cottages, because it was distracting the neighbor's dog. He was a nice little dog, but a bit on the hyper, and, err, horny side.
That night I decided I wanted to go fishing. There was still a few hours of daylight left, so I figured I'd get ready right around then. I went upstairs to my room to hopefully find some shorts I could wear. Unfortunately I don't have a lot of clothes at my mom's house. So, I tried on my old swimming trunks for a few years ago - and believe it or not, they laughed at me. Literally. I've gained 60 lbs in the last 2 years, and boy, those swimming trunks were not wanting to go anywhere past my thighs. I can't blame them. So I ran down to wal-mart and picked up a new pair of regular shorts, since I only have one pair that fit anymore anyways. When I got back, I got my rod and my tackle box ready, and went down to the end of the road to cast my line into the Chesapeake. I didn't end up catching anything, but I stayed down there for a few hours and had a good time.
Sunday, pretty much all I did was watch the Cup race on TV, and I did a few outward maintenance chores on my car, like cleaning the tires and Rain-X on the windshield. After that, I had to go on and pack up my things, and head down to Williamsburg to stay with Brian and his folks. When I got there, they all pretty much went to bed shortly afterwards.
Today, I worked at the bookstore. Right now we're working on returning textbooks to publishers for a refund, because we didn't sell them. I packed and moved a few thousand pounds of books, I imagine. That kind of stuff can get hard on your back. Right now, my back isn't bothering me, but I'm sure it's coming. I got to shoot the shit with the delivery drivers, and that is always fun, as usual. After work, I headed to Brian's house, and we decided since the weather was so unusually nice we'd go down to the banks of the James River to do a little catfishing.
Neither of us figured we would catch anything but as it turns out, we did. Each of us caught a blue catfish about a foot long. I drank two beers down there, and Brian drove my car back since he wasn't drinking. Now, I'm back at the house - and admittedly, it is rather late. I will be getting my rear into bed soon. It's nice to be spending time here at Brian's house again. Man I sure loved staying with them over the summer. Well, that's all for now, folks - until next time!
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