bjarvis | Slow Moving Sunday

I started my day with a code deployment for my employer's non-production environment. Fortunately, this is largely automated and takes only 1-2 hours maximum. Being three hours ahead of Pacific time, it's also easy for me to sleep in while still beating everyone at HQ out of bed.

Shortly after 11 AM, we were off to Baltimore for the day. Our friend PD was in town in his role as company manager for the road show of "Movin' Out" at the Hippodrome Theatre; he got us superb seats and let us take him out for a late lunch/early dinner at the Mt Vernon Stables between his matinee and evening shows.

PD,

cuyahogarvr and

kent4str:

We were home again before 6 PM, much earlier than I had previously anticipated. I celebrated with a quick nap. :-)

Having telephoned my grandmother yesterday, my only Mother's Day obligatory telephone call was to Mom. The temperatures in northern Ontario are gradually creeping towards 50 degrees Fahrenheit and most of the snow is gone although there are still shaded areas where the snowbanks had been deep where some may yet be found.

The parents are doing well, more or less. Mom was commenting on how Dad had been working on a particular stretch of the yard, trying to correct some ruts. Uh, what? At what point did my father --the guy who for decades insisted a well-maintained yard was a sign of people without sufficient real work to occupy themselves-- start obsessing about the quality of his own yard? I suspect someone may have abducted my parents and replaced them with, well, human beings.