Fiesta Cinco de Mayo!

 

We gringos who do not realize the true meaning of the holiday, but like the Americanized version of this somber occasion...!

"Cinco de Mayo is sometimes mistaken for Mexico's Independence Day—the most important national holiday in Mexico—which is celebrated on September 16, commemorating the Cry of Dolores, which, in 1810, initiated the war of Mexican independence from Spain.^[1][9]"

^{Thanks, to the link below you too can be better informed and have a better party!}

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cinco_de_Mayo

We already have our taco kit ready for tonight!

No more alcoholic beverages due to my not liking the taste of them, and also due to my baclofen pump! Hubby followed suit with his distaste of the liquors too!

Anyway, I do fine with my club soda topped off with anyone or another of a fruit splash, orange, lemon, or lime juices!

And Hubby these days drinks low sugar Gatorade, lemon-lime!

We are just a wild and crazy couple! I quit smoking nearly fifteen years ago, and Hubby over five!

Disappointed?

Hope not.

Moving on...

Hubby is in the process of pressure washing the deck around the pool and the patio. Next to be painted when that is done before the new liner comes at the end of the month!

The chlorine disintegrated the deep end ladder steps so we ordered new ones of those and they arrived two days ago, they were sixteen years old, the originals.

A skimmer and pump baskets were also delivered, and our new saltwater generator is coming today.

Hubby bought the salt at Lowes for $10 a forty-pound bag. Ours is a small gallonage pool so three bags were more than enough.

Yes, we were in the process of converting from chlorine to saltwater before the chlorine problems, meaning less available so prices rising, and that making the news.

The reason being my skin issues, less harmful to my pressure sores that kept me out of the pool, and me with my Aquacise certification... I had taught for over four years.

With the Sunsail, I do believe I will be into the pool on a fairly daily basis once all is back together! One of the best physical therapies from arthritis to Multiple sclerosis and many others in between! 

Little difficult to work with temperatures this high!

And so, we must go, for now ...

Please be smart, as well as safe.

Have a very pleasant day.

Count those blessings, and we will too!

Next time, please be here or be square, ya hear!

Aussie, say good day!

I am Aussie, not being from Australia, but American-made. I will comply anyway, for the fun of it,... so I will say good day!

I am called Aussie because my Mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl, who had been looking at me, in the crate at the adoption site, that day, what she thought I should be named. And without hesitation, the teenager had said, Aussie! She was just looking, by the way,... so Mom did not steal me from her.
We never did find out the girl's name, and Mom liked the name Aussie too. We have since found out that it is a very common name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon though,...some might say even unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd. Here is an interesting factoid about me, I was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but...as you might know, I AM NOT! Although I am now three years old, so I am the baby, though I tip the scales at around seventy pounds, HA! I must admit, a very big one! 
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter. Below is my new PIC that had been taken on the birthday that I share with my Dad, but Dad is much, much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, February 16, 2018, his brother's birthday.

                            3 months................................................3 years

No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018. 

Get it? I was born without a tail, preferable for all Australian Shepherds; only one out of five are born that way!

                                           

Hello, I am Bella in the picture above, a Maltese Yorkie, a Morkie, and I might be five years old. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies that go along with all that! Being the only girl has its rewards, as well as difficulties...We are all rescues, so no one knows for sure our ages. I was turned in from my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog, they had said I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18, on clear out the shelters' day!Oh, by the way, my record's called me Belle, and so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!

Please don't forget me, I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am six years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with Mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps in with Dad, till after seven most days, even later! I enjoy a good tug-of-war on the ropes that Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays too! I was the last to be adopted, on January 23, 2020. 

I was wandering the neighborhood for days and then saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window, so I hung out there... The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening? 

Now my name of Chance is because I was given another chance, it could be only the second one or perhaps more... The animal control lady came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason being, that if no one claimed me, I want to give him a second chance! So that is how I got the name Chance!

Easy as Aussie, Bella, Chance, now you got it!