In March 2008 I began Finding Pennies. In December 2008 I began sharing these "Penny Tales" with a few close friends. They encouraged me to blog the Penny Tales such that more people could enjoy the Adventures with Penny Angels.
This morning Sparky spotted a
coyote across the street.He and
Norman were all set to attack their first coyote. Thank goodness for that
wrought iron gate.
Doc and I had breakfast at the
Upland airport café before going next door to Lowe’s to order the ceiling fans
for the dining room.That model
fan caught our attention a few weeks ago due to the hammered copper finish.Hopefully the two will look great at
the Penny Palace.
Removing Dead Grass
Doc and I met Handyman George and
Robert at the Pomona house at 9:45.He worked our butts off for the next 6 hours.We tackled many of the items on the Pomona fix up list.Some of the items completed were:
painting cabinets in the laundry room, refurbishing garden lights, replacing
ballasts in the kitchen lights, removing and replacing sink and shower
caulking, hacking out dead grass and more.
At 3:15 we headed out with our 24
ft. ladder and air compressor on George’s truck.(Pippy can’t quite haul those large items easily).
At the Penny Palace George hung the
ceiling fan in Doc’s office. Doc is very please to finally have light in there!
Doc's Office Ceiling Light
p.m. we headed back to the Pomona house - not to work, but for a family
dinner!Doc insisted upon stopping
for coffee and petrol on the way.I collected a dime just inside the store.Of course I said, “Thank You Angels, but this is PENNY
Tales”.As I walked out there was
a bright shiny penny standing upright in a crack - where I had looked when I
entered the store.Doc found a
penny where he was pumping gas.(Coins #1-3)
Dinner with Cousins
Dinner was at my brother Mikey’s
house.(He lives three houses away
from our Pomona house).He and his
wife graciously agreed to host a family Memorial Dinner.A cousin of ours was found dead in his Long
Beach hotel room last week.He has
a brother and two sisters who flew out from Ohio to deal with the coroner,
personal belonging, cremation procedures and such.We had an enjoyable evening getting to know those three
Finally at 11 p.m. it was time to
go home -- too pooped by then to write the Tale for the day.