Next Tuesday afternoon at 3:30 is my “herniorrafia,” which I wish translated from Spanish to English to mean: “Decorate hernia with raffia.”
We bought a new Smart TV for the bedroom today and it was delivered and installed within an hour. The store, Araujo Electrodomesticos, is a few minutes away. We love to support local small business and this store earns our loyalty with every purchase. Recovery here I come.
In other news, less than a year ago I shared photos (click here) of the naturalised (in two cement planters) amaryllis growing next to the chiringuito (beach restaurant) across the street. I’ve read so many different instructions on “overwintering” amaryllis. It never sounds easy.
We send My Mother The Dowager Duchess an amaryllis every year for Christmas/Chanukah. With her green thumb, she can bring them back after the first year… but not always. The owners of the restaurant across the street don’t appear to do much of anything. I suppose amaryllis just likes it here and I suppose I understand why. (Click any image to beautify.)
|THE OTHER PLANTER: FIXIN’ TA BLOOM, AS THEY SAY IN TEXAS.|
|TODAY: ‘IT DONE BLOOMED’ (BUT THERE’S LOTS MORE FIXIN’ TA).|
Which brought to mind the following song (all because of the line at 0:11–0:12)…
After you listen to the song, I’d just like to say that there IS a man alive that DOES measure up to (and surpass) that blend of Paul Bunyan, Saint Pat, and Noah Webster I concocted for myself. His name is San Geraldo.