It's another lovely day weather-wise. Skip and I put up our gazebo on the deck. There was quite a bit of grunting and heaving but we 'got 'er done'. After lunch Skip and Scooter went golfing. I did some shovelling out of my office, did bills, cleaned up the kitchen, prepared supper.
I took some pictures of Ollie, our 8 year-old cat. He looks particularly handsome and lazy.
I will tackle the sweater for my colleague's daughter this evening.
We'll be tuning into the series finale of "The Sopranos" this evening. Skip and I have really enjoyed watching it over the years. After watching the episodes when they were in Sicily, back in Season 2 or 3, Skip and I turned to each other and said, "We MUST go to Sicily". So we did during the summer of 2003. It was a wonderful bus tour of southern Italy (from Rome down to the 'toe' of the boot) and Sicily. Imagine our surprise near the end of our trip when we tuned into CNN International and we saw our premier (Mike Harris - BOO!! HISS!) and mayor of Toronto talking about the blackout in Toronto and the environs. Wild! It was one of the hottest summers on record - we were also getting extreme highs in Italy.
Skip's mother's parents emigrated from Vita, Sicily in 1915 or thereabouts. We had the opportunity to visit Vita when we had a free day on our tour in Palermo. We hired a driver to take us to Vita. He wanted to take us as he had the same surname as Skip's mother's family. On the way he took us to
Segesta and then on to Vita where we were treated like royalty. The tourist bureau officer took us around the town in his car to look at the murals and to an orchard where we sampled beautifully ripe figs. They were plump, yellow and sweet - like eating sunshine.
But I digress...
We won't be answering the phone between 9 and 10 this evening.
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