The thermometer hit 70 degrees (inside) yesterday. It was the first time since last fall. Actually...we can only assume it was the first time. Temperature is really measured by the number of layers the Handlers have on. Five isn't unusual for Female Handler (FH) in the winter, and along with the layers is the usual muttering of "Que Frio!"
FH brought this gem of a thermometer back from Abuelita's last month. It has been in the family for a long time.
There was a bit of spring cleaning going on yesterday. FH is working the knee but occasionally there are yelps. Male Handler (MH) was working the duster on the ceiling rafters causing mortar to fall and the Dust Bowl of 2012.
I tried to not pay attention. If you pay attention and seem interested, the chances are greater she will hand you a cleaning tool. Case in point, MH came in for a quick snack, and then the next minute he's attaching an extension pole on the duster and coughing and cursing.
Keika took my lead as well, and stayed put on her throne.
If you think she looks a little pissy, you'd be correct. She seriously needs to lighten up and smell the lavender.
One area that FH just didn't even attempt to tackle was MH's desk.
Probably a good move on her part.
The night ended with a podcast of Anthony Bourdain's No Reservations: Cuba (one of my followers will chuckle with recognition if she happens to check it out).
Here comes the sun, and I say...
It's all right.
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