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Fathers´ Day
Jun. 9th, 2024 07:48 pm It's Fathers´ Day here today. That's why we had lots of BBQs going on in the gardens around. Well, not in ours, we had meat balls and asparagus again. The season for asparagus is nearing its end. This fact in combination with husband mine having done the shopping is bad, really bad. Hubby does shop but does not look at what he is putting in the trolley. It's not that the asparagus was shrivelled and stringy. But we were far from 12 to 16 millimetres in diameter- for this I'd have to pick up four stalks- they were tiny, and there were dozens of them, none of them thicker than four millimetres. Schubert, Schubert, Shubert (that´s Elsa´s substitute for the bad word shi...)!
Daughter did not come for lunch, because she had been asked to do a morning shift for a colleague. And when she came, hubby had to pick her up from the station 3 kilometres off our house, because she took the wrong bus. Hubby got a Brettljause from number five and four, and I gave him a make-it-through-the-football-European Championship emergency package. Lots of Red Bull and roasted nuts. The latter is supposed to help with the grey matter, too.
Son had enormous poblems with getting a train back to Graz- because of flooding there´s rail replacement service at the border to Styria, and it might or might not take two hours more for him to get back home. Just when he was saying his goodbyes he got a tornado warning. Oh dear, I am pretty sure that those who do the warning have never seen a real tornado! Son is impressed, I am not. Besides, tornado won´t wait until son comes along but strike beforehand.
Just now it has begun to rain cats and dogs again- we´ve got another thunderstorm. Has been raining all night long but stopped in the morning. No sun, but the temperatures had been nice to do a bit of work in the garden, which was mostly cut the end of some twigs of the apple tree- blackflies won´t yield, so I decided to rehouse them to the organic waste bin. This year there´s a true blackfly invasion, and spraying won´t help anymore. There´s definitely too much raining going on. Summer is still on vacation, the next week will get cold and wet. I hate it already...
Daughter did not come for lunch, because she had been asked to do a morning shift for a colleague. And when she came, hubby had to pick her up from the station 3 kilometres off our house, because she took the wrong bus. Hubby got a Brettljause from number five and four, and I gave him a make-it-through-the-football-European Championship emergency package. Lots of Red Bull and roasted nuts. The latter is supposed to help with the grey matter, too.
Son had enormous poblems with getting a train back to Graz- because of flooding there´s rail replacement service at the border to Styria, and it might or might not take two hours more for him to get back home. Just when he was saying his goodbyes he got a tornado warning. Oh dear, I am pretty sure that those who do the warning have never seen a real tornado! Son is impressed, I am not. Besides, tornado won´t wait until son comes along but strike beforehand.
Just now it has begun to rain cats and dogs again- we´ve got another thunderstorm. Has been raining all night long but stopped in the morning. No sun, but the temperatures had been nice to do a bit of work in the garden, which was mostly cut the end of some twigs of the apple tree- blackflies won´t yield, so I decided to rehouse them to the organic waste bin. This year there´s a true blackfly invasion, and spraying won´t help anymore. There´s definitely too much raining going on. Summer is still on vacation, the next week will get cold and wet. I hate it already...
