“Oh, but what a 12 MPG it
was,” George said laughing.
Thursday night, why that
non-traditional opening night I don’t know, we went to the Automotive Museum’s
newest opening. Post WWII cars. Yes, we had fun, yes, too, the food was
pretty good. The cars were spectacular…if
you like finned monsters. We do.
Friday was a no rain day,
but hot, humid, wet days followed. Work
was air conditioned, and finally G turned the house AC on to cool us down a bit
when the world turned 90 degrees and 100% humidity. Saturday at six, Thor tossed his hammer
around, and I levitated up rapidly. You
would have laughed at me.
Sunday was lunch at the
Prado and “Kiss Me Kate” in the middle of more downpour. It was delightful tho the leading lady was a
little shrill. This morning after the
pool, I took all of our good clothes to the cleaners. We have been social, and even more social
this last week. Today it’s back to
reality with work for the Great Geezer and a Doctor’s appointment for me.
Boy it was a great 12 MPG.
We had one of those Jeep monsters that got 10 miles to the gallon.
ReplyDeleteSounds like you are enjoying life. I hope that the current rains will help fill up some reservoirs and aquifers, although it sure must seem strange to have tropical rains in California in the middle of summer!
I am not a car fan, but those photos are lovely and I think I would enjoy seeing them if your husband was along to fill in the bits and pieces of history and fun. I can so understand Thor. He has pulled me out of bed in the middle of the night with his crazy anger.
ReplyDeleteNever wanted a car with fins, but they are sure pretty to look at with a nostalgic eye.
ReplyDeleteWe too had lots of lightening and thunder here on Saturday night. Got a third of an inch of rain which sure is helping all of the yards around here.
Those were the days, my friend ...
ReplyDeleteI wouldn't know what hat subroutine was if George hadn't explained it to Richard. Gas was 29 cents when cars went 12 miles per gallon. I could fill my Volkswagon for a dollar or two.
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ReplyDeleteThat takes me back! I learned to drive in a big chunk of a Buick, no power steering, no power brakes, no accidents, talk about the luck of the Irish.
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