There are only two things going on in the world. One, which I refuse to acknowledge, and another which I know too little about to even try to analyze or comment on. Not to say that I do not have very, very strong opinions on both of the "things" that are going on in the world, but sometimes it is just best to say nothing at all. Especially when you just know that you can't say something nice...
We are taking a trip downtown this morning. HB13/16, Inam, broke his mop last week and needs a new one. And, we are getting a new DVD player. I feel as though I have been missing something because people all over talk about the show, "24." I've never seen a single episode. So, we borrowed Season One from a friend and got set to sit back and watch it a couple of nights ago - and don't you know - our DVD player, which is from the States, can't read the discs - something to do with the fact that they are "PAL" and our DVD player isn't. As long as we get our DVD's in the States, then we're good to go - but if we try to watch DVD's that are purchased over here in The Sandbox, we can't. So, we're going to buy a PAL readable DVD player just to watch 24. It better be worth it, is all I can say. 24, that is. [All I need is one more piece of electronic equipment that I'll never learn how to operate and another "clicker." You have no idea how daunting this kind of thing is to me.]
Rev was here yesterday morning. He has the new tile for the pool. Supposedly - ha! - he is going to get his guys to start working on it this weekend. Not holding my breath. I know how Rev operates. And, I'm pretty sure when he was asked when he was going to start the work he said, "the weekend," not "this weekend." "The weekend" in his book means any weekend in the next four or five months. DH isn't nearly as particular with Rev as I am - I make him tell me exactly when - as in not, "the weekend," but the actual date - and time - and we all know how well that works for me. Honestly I wish we could replace the man, and that sounds so easy, but believe me, it isn't nearly as easy as it sounds. We're rather stuck with him for certain things - like the pool. Yes, there are other companies that do pool work, but my experience with two of them has not been positive. I really think that part of that has to do with the fact that there are men here who just refuse to deal with women. They don't want to lower themselves. And, a Western woman, at that! Nope. They won't have anything to do with that. After all, what can a woman possibly know about something so complicated as a pool?!?
I have got to do a post on the cream I am using for my coffee. It needs pictures, though. Pretty amazing stuff. And, I need to find a magnifying glass to read exactly what the ingredients are, because there is obviously something more than just cream in the container... Somehow I am not so sure that it is all good.
The camera is out and ready to go on our trip downtown. It is Wednesday, though, and that means "Friday," here, so downtown will be busy. The butcher shops HAVE to be photoed and documented. If I can talk DH into stopping on a side street so I can snap a few pictures, they'll be posted tomorrow. There is no way we can leave The Sandbox without pictures. I've been saying for sometime that I want them - that I need them - perhaps I can get them, today.