Thursday - late post

It was a great day, a bit cloudy but perfect for a ride.  I skipped out on the coffee & donuts and rode with Larry & Patrick.  It was a bit windy, but we made 6 miles anyway.
  Marg went with the gamblin' gals to the Fort.  There were 6 of them, so Nancy had a car full and so she ended up in the 3rd row seat.  That is always the least desired location, so some of the others must have made excuses as to why they couldn't ride in that row.  LOL.  in fact there were more than 6, but there was a second vehicle that went up to meet them at the casino.  They mostly played bingo, with a little time to plug the slots.  With that many players you would have high expectations of an armored car bringing back the loot, but you would be wrong.  The only thing they returned with was good memories and a few laughs.
  My day had less laughs than theirs.  I started in on a plumbing leak and smelly sink drain before lunch, thinking I would be done in time to play in the pool tournament, Hah!  As usually happens in old places, Murphy's Law played a big role in my day.  After a trip to Best hardware, I got it apart and re-assembled with a new drain basket and a new leak with the drain still smelly. The problem was this place has RV plumbing and over time the drain pipes [not residential quality] take on permanent odor.  So  back to the hardware, does anyone ever get-er done with one trip?  I tore out all the pipes and replaced them every piece, I discarded the plumbers putty in favour of silicone and I used a different fitting connecting to the drain basket and eureka, success!  Well in a way, it was about 2:30, so well past the pool tournament time.  Then I went on to a second job, we have an end stand on which the laminate top came loose, probably a combination of age and heat over the summer.  I got it apart and lathered with contact cement, pounded it down with the rubber mallet and another success story. 
  By the time I finished Marg was back home with a report that her day had been less successful than mine.  We took a few moments out of our days to un-lax and catch each other up on our days events, so never even went to happy hour.
  Then it was time to head out for supper.  We had previously arranged to go out with Smitty and his wife for a Ukrainian meal.  It was a place simply called Pierogi, can you imagine that the spelling is different.  The place is owned by a nice Ukrainian couple, but the waitress was Hungarian, pretty close anyway.  We had a combo plate of smoked sausage & perogy's [note spelling] while I had a salad & Marg had Borscht.  They had a green borscht, made with spinach, but no one tried it.  The Smiths ordered cabbage rolls, but they were the big German style, so we passed and instead had extra perogy's, fried.  The food was excellent, a real treat.  After we stopped in to look at the deli they also had, attached to the restaurant and they had a wide range of ethnic foods, mainly from the Ukraine.  Marg & Caroline both bought a large container of Krustekai [phonetic spelling] that they called Hruschiki, maybe that's the right way?  These were a bonus and were excellent, just like Marg's mother used to make.
  This was posted late because I ate too much and fell asleep early, LOL.