Sick of August

We’re not even half way through this wretched month, and I’m ready for it to be over.

Attended a meeting of the Mashpee Introverts yesterday.  Good group, bad fit.

I spent a good part of the day sorting through cables and small electronics to set up both smart phones as remotes to view Netflix and Prime in the den.  Getting Prime set up was a bitch.  Struggled with bad instructions for too long before finding the correct solution.

Also tried to connect the TV with the boom box speakers but that didn’t work at all.  Heard a “hum” but no sound, which feels like a config rather than a connection issue.

Backed up some files on the Seagate drive.

Had a yen for French fries so baked two generous servings along with kale.

Theory:  Ron and I agree on a lot of things because for both of us, authority is malevolent whereas for most people, it seems to be, well, good, or at least benign.  Like a non-cancerous tumor.

Ron cleaned and refilled the hummer feeders.  We both saw hummers taking a drink.

Still no sound from the Dynex to speakers, but at least I corrected the aspect ratio.

We did laundry, changed sheets and made a transfer station run.  Ron treated us to ice cream sundaes at Skippy’s!

Did a little weeding and watering.  Love the new Rudebeckias.