Another wonderful nights' sleep... I went to bed about 02:00 and slept until 08:15. Got up, read the paper and started cleaning out the garage. I threw away several boxes of books that I had acquired from Gerry after I had culled them for interesting titles again. Damn, I hate to throw books away... but these were truly useless.

Karen is feeling much better today. She slept until 11:00, and is pretty perky. She is a wonderful woman and I love her so much...

She and I will be taking care of Packy on Wednesday and Thursday. He is on spring break, so Grampa is going to take him fishing at least one day.

I have decided to really clean the garage out this time, not just re-arrange everything. This will require a lot of effort, in that I hate to throw anything away that I might conceivably use at some time in the future. Thus, I have a large accumulation of junk (and it pains me to even call it junk) that needs to be gotten rid of.

I am even going to attempt to clean the yard after I get the garage done. There are still limbs and sticks all over the place from the fall snowstorm and several windstorms following that. And I need to get the mower fixed, too. There are getting to be spots of green in the lawn. As usual, they're dandelions... but there is some grass there, too.

Everything in Texas was greening up really well. Plus, there were Mayflies and Junebugs in abundance there. So spring is making its' slow northward journey... and with it will come the storms and tornadoes. In the last year I have talked to numerous guys who think nothing of cheating on their wives and girlfriends. At the risk of sounding self-righteous, I am generally disgusted by this. I am so in love with Karen that I cannot imagine cheating on her. I did not even cheat on my first wife when I was in the middle of a horrible marriage; and I did have some opportunities then. I do have opportunities now, too, which I find amusing.

I think that there is nothing as wonderful in this world than to have a good marriage and a wonderful woman to share your life. This is something worth working for. It is too bad that there are so many people who can't or won't see this.

O'well... I can't change the world, or human nature. But I can be really particular about who I call friend and who I don't.
This is a picture that Lacee took of herself out at her birthday party at Chuck-up-Cheezes. She's riding in a little car-thing, and takes the pic with a button (only after the proper number of tokens are inserted, natch!) 18:48: Taking a break... the garage is clean... well, at least clean enough to actually put a car in. If we had a car... the Saab is getting its' transmission checked out again. It's been leaking all over the driveway. Hopefully, it's a loose bolt or seal or something simple.

The mower is in the mower-repair shop finally. That's been on the schedule since last fall. I'll get it back Thursday, then I can really get the outside clean-up going.

Andy came over to borrow some tools, he's having to replace the rear-end in his Bronco. I had loaded up the freezer for him, so he took my truck over to his house and left his van.

I have all of the junk (that survived the first round) from the garage piled up on the workbench at the end of the garage, so I need to go out and start working on that now. A lot of the stuff will go in the basement and some of it can go in the shed, but some of it will have to go on the growing pile for the trash-people in the morning.

I know, I just know that I will need some of the stuff that I'm throwing away sometime in the next week. It just never fails.