Scrub a Dub Tub

I always seem to plan a whole list of things to do on a weekend and usually find that it is completely impossible to get them all done. We had ordered a new hot tub cover from the man who came to fix a leaking heat sensor. He called yesterday to say that it was in, so, at 7:45 a.m. I drove to East Brunswick to fetch it and avoid an $80.00 delivery charge. It only took about an hour and then when I got home I decided to clean and wash the minivan in preparation for our upcoming camping trip. I then set the auto pool vacuum to work and since we had a brand spanking new spa cover, I decided to try to clean the skirting around the tub in anticipation of re-staining it. Mom offered to help and I'm glad she did or I might not be alive now. (In addition to planning a whole list of things to do, I usually try to do all of them.) Mom cut the grass too while I was washing the car, so that took another chore off my list.

We got to work scrubba dub dubbing using a product sold for cleaning marine teak called Deks Rens. It worked beautifully, but we were both pretty tired by the time we finished. Almost all of the black and discoloration was removed from the wood. The new cover is lying in its box on the porch until I get and apply the stain. No point in taking any chances. One of the things that I had wanted to get started on was the remake of our back porch. I have all of the material for it except the paint for the floor, but that will have to wait for another day. Oh, I also put the last coat of stain on the boards for one of the pool benches. They should be ready to install on Monday. Fortunately, I have two more days to my weekend. Tomorrow I will take it easy (I think) and Monday, maybe I can get busy on the porch. I know, Harry's box is waiting too. Sigh!

Huckleberry Hill

Anne came to me and said that she had disturbing news. She told me that Blueberry Hill turned into Huckleberry Hill. It seems that Kristen did some research and found out the little berries I discovered on Blueberry Hill are really huckleberries. She could have just believed me, but, no, she had to do research. Well, now Leo and Kristen, Satin, Wrangler, Lace, cat 2 and cat 3 (sorry, their names escape me, probably because I'm so upset about not being believed, me being an experienced woodsman and all), bird and all those fish live on Huckleberry Hill.