Drunk riding, Cans, 10 pound shirt

Friday night Christine and I rode the One Wheels down towards Tin City. We had dinner at a place named River Walk. I had never eaten there before. We had a nice meal out on the dock and had a couple margaritas. I was also packing Cayman Jack margaritas in my cargo shorts. The combination of these made us both pretty “happy”. We also rode down to the coast where we enjoyed the peaceful beach as sunset was approaching. Christine snapped this picture of me on the way back as I waved to no one in particular while I had a Cayman Jack in my right hand. It was a fun night.

On Saturday I had a few small things to do. One of the LED recessed lights in the kitchen went out recently. I wasn’t quite sure what was involved in replacing them, but it appeared that you just throw out the old one and put in a new one as you can’t change the LEDs themselves. I took the old light to Home Depot with me as a reference so I could get something as closely matching as possible. I found one that seemed like it would work, it had the same type of power connection and was also 6 inches in diameter. I was able to snap it into place in less than 5 minutes.

I also bought a bag of brushed nickel cabinet knobs. My intent was to replace the old white wooden knobs that are on the closet doors of the house. When I went to do the first swap I had an immediate problem. Since these knobs were technically for cabinets the bolts that are included are too short to be used on a closet door. I made not one but two trips to Ace Hardware to address this. The first time I bought bolts that were too long, doh. I do like the way the new knobs look and feel.

Sunday morning I played pickleball with my buddy Juan once again. I had been a couple weeks since I had my last Sunday morning session. The heat was incredibly oppressive. My cotton t-shirt by the end felt like it weighed 10 pounds, soaked with sweat. When I got home I had some sort of rash all over my back, presumably from the heat as well. I love playing but man, doing it during Florida summers is not easy, at all.