Some Long Overdue Hangouts

Reconnecting

So back on Saturday the 31st of May, Kevin stood up from his desk just after 11:00am, all smiles and proud of himself:

But you may recall that Kevin had reached out to his old friend Joe last month and they got back in touch a couple weeks later.

So it wasn't long before he came back out from his desk with an update to the "Let's Not Do Anything Awesome" plan:

Naturally, our landlord finally just recently threatened to crack down on all the non-tenants regularly parking in our parking lot (which Kevin likes to imagine that he and his numerous colorfully worded anonymous complaints are 85% responsible for).

So it's kind of ironic that Joe's coming back into the fold just in time to be subject to the "all visitors have to park all the way out by the dumpsters two time zones away" rule.

But he got here around 8:30. And he and Kevin made their peace inside of about 30 seconds. And he and I immediately hit it off on a number of subjects.

Aaaaand we ended up hanging out for a bit.

What can I say? We were all having a blast!

Joe's a really cool guy. I totally understand why Kevin wanted to reach back out to him :)

Liam and Ellie Turn 97

Sunday the 1st we went to a family picnic at Kevin's cousin Pete's.

Riley was feeling under the weather and decided to stay home. And Kevin and I were just a tad low on sleep from the night before and decided not to drink any alcohol.

But Pete grilled burgers and dogs and chicken, and Alissa served tons of appetizers and sides. Everything was delicious as always.

And of course Liam and Ellie were turning 97. Or at least that's what the numbers on the cake said:

You've Got FAIL!

I forced myself to wake up at 5:00 for work on Monday morning, but on Tuesday I just couldn't do it. After not sleeping enough for three nights in a row I needed a break.

Luckily I have a boss who appreciates me so much he would just about let me get away with murder! So it was no big deal to call out for the day ;)

But I ventured out to check the mailbox later that afternoon, and we had some mail for our old pal Harry:

Now, I've been in this apartment nearly 15 years now. And unfortunately, Harry hasn't lived here since................ ever.

And also, our street isn't a "Boulevard Terrace."

And also, 19007 is a Bristol zip code, not a Morrisville zip code.

But then, oh look! More mail for Harry!

Guess who still doesn't live here?

And guess who doesn't have a "terrace apartment?"

And guess whether 10967 is an actual Morrisville zip code, let alone even being a valid zip code at all.

The envelopes looked pretty serious though: So I may or may not have held them up to the light to try to read the letters inside...

And I may or may not have seen the words "Final Warning."

So then I called up 'Jake Garzio' at his municipal palace in Ewing, and I straightened him out (actually it was a her) with some cold hard facts.

Not least of which was, Harry has NEVER lived here, so maybe you should see if he's hiding out at Marv's house:

Anyway I told the lady on the phone that I would drop the envelopes back in the mail the next day so they could be returned to the courthouse.

Later that evening Kevin and I walked 3.6 miles. And here was the view from our non-terrace apartment on our non-boulevard terrace when we got home:

Dust to Dust

On Wednesday Kevin texted me that his PC had overheated for the 5th time in the past two days. So he took it out to the kitchen table and opened it up to perform surgery.

Luckily his two backup drives were nice and clean, but everything else was caked in dust!

He insisted it actually wasn't nearly as dirty as he would have thought. But without our AC on, our bedroom is usually 10-12 degrees warmer than the outside temperature. So his computer can use all the air flow it can get!

Later that afternoon he rode along with Joe up to Doylestown to check on one of Joe's 47 cars.

This one was parked in a semi public lot waiting for a mechanic to get to it, except the mechanic had waited until Joe had it towed there before he decided he wouldn't be getting to it any time soon and had no real plans to for the foreseeable future.

But the boys were home again when I got home from work, and so we decided to grab dinner from Wawa around the corner.

Then we hung out for a bit.

School's Out for Summer!

Thursday was Riley's last day of school though!

I didn't have anything lined up for dinner, and Kevin insisted it was too hot to cook, so we "celebrated" Riley's graduation with pizza from Bambino's for dinner.

Most of the weekend was uneventful. Just laundry and grocery shopping and some cleaning to do around the apartment. But then on Sunday I decided we'd "celebrate" again with dinner from Wawa and dessert from Dairy Queen.

We all got Blizzards, all the same size. But for some reason they turned mine into a terrace apartment and gave me a super-lid with a cathedral ceiling and an extra half scoop of ice cream:

Ruth Doing Ruth Things

Finally when I was at work earlier today I kept getting notifications on my phone about motion in the stairwell at home. So I pulled up our camera feed to see what was up.

You'll probably recall how our neighbor Ruth (who is a bit of a flake) has had a security cam pointed at our door for nearly a year now. And while I'm usually content to make faces at it whenever I come and go, Kevin's more fond of frequently reminding Ruth (through her camera) that it's a felony to blatantly have the thing pointed at our door and inside our apartment.

So anyway, Ruth must have finally decided to angle the thing a bit more toward the actual stairs instead of right at our door.

She's such a complete idiot that she did this by physically going up and down the stairs nearly a dozen times to tweak the positioning of her camera and then go stand in its view to use the feed on her phone assess the new angle. (But the entire time, she could have simply observed the angle of the camera feed on her phone from right there at her front door without going down the steps at all):