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I really enjoy three day weekends. Wouldn't it be nice if every weekend could be three days long? Ah, but then I suppose we'd be longing for four day weekends. (Hmmmmm...) I wrote about the first half of the weekend in my previous entry -- our dinner party Saturday night and that we were spending most of Sunday at The Narragansett Towers. What I didn't mention was that while I was making the lasagna, etc. (which does take a bit of time and effort because first I have to make my own tomato sauce to use in the lasagna...), Nancy was out front hacking down the two rhododendron plants that flanked our front steps. They just kept growing too big, and no matter how much Nancy trimmed them back, each year they seemed to grow larger. Last fall, as a result of taking that landscape design course at RISD, one of our decisions was that the rhododendrons had to go. (Yes, we did not actually implement any of our ideas or plans this summer -- I was busy with that tech conference in the beginning of May and then Nancy was busy with pressure of the final weeks of the school year and then we went to California and then Nancy had her foot surgery... and suddenly it's autumn... so now at least one part of our planning has become reality.)
We tried to keep Monday as mostly a day of relaxation (it being a holiday for Nancy with the local schools closed for Columbus Day and being a vacation day for me). I did slip in a little bit of work in the sense of checking work e-mail a couple of times and phoning in to my work group's regular Monday conference call (but I dialed in late and left early). We did dash off together to accomplish some errands in mid-afternoon, buying glue for some peeling wallpaper, buying a new stepladder (to replace our old wobbly one that Nancy put out with the trash last week because she didn't want me to take the risk of using it), and picking out some hardwood flooring to replace the carpet upstairs (both kids' bedrooms and the upstairs hallway, our room will stay as it is for now).
Lots of trees have yet to change, but here-and-there it really looks like autumn:
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