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*No, this post isn't about the FX show, Damages, although I wouldn't mind saying something about it.  I got hooked on that one a couple years back, by watching a marathon of the first year.  Glenn Close plays attorney Patty Hewes to perfection.  And, Rose Byrne is great as her protege (well, in Season 1) Ellen Parsons.  Ted Danson, Martin Short, and Lily Tomlin...all excellent in dramatic roles, all receiving Emmy nominations for their parts.  The presentation of each season is the same:  starts with the present time; flashbacks to past, gradually moving the flashbacks forward to catch up with the present in the final show of the season.  You really have to keep up, or you'll be lost as a goose...and have to wait for the marathon after the season ends.  I guess, however, I should be using the past tense, since the finale for Season 3 was such a wrap-up that I imagine there isn't going to be a Season 4.  Too bad.

Instead, I'm posting about the plural of damage. Dama…

HB2Me in NC: Year 2

"Let us celebrate the occasion with wine and sweet words."

- Plautus And cake.  Don't forget the cake!
"Thirty five is a very attractive age;
London society is full of women who have of their own free choice remained thirty-five for years."

- Oscar Wilde

Ok, so it was the twenty-second anniversary of my 35th birthday.  And I wanted it to be a memorable day, from start to finish.  Mr T took the day off work to spend it with me, and wonder of all wonders...he turned off his Blackberry.  Amazingly, the world did not stop turning.

I got up extra-early to catch the sunrise, but the early morning clouds kept the sun from making an appearance until just after 7:30.  No matter.  I did a little gardening while I was outside.  Picked our first cantalope and several tomatoes.'s about what's fun for me, right?

Showered and dressed, we then headed to IHOP for breakfast (yes, we both qualify for the Senior Specials now...:).  Thus fortified, we pointed his brig…

When It Rains...

Oh yeah.  You knew this one was coming, didn't you?  After that last post about how dry and hot we were here in HPNC, you just knew what was going to happen.  A perfect example of "be careful what you wish for..."

It poured buckets yesterday!  PTI (the airport that serves Greensboro, High Point, and Winston-Salem) recorded over 3.2" of rain in the 24 hour period.  We didn't get that much here at Casa 3917, but we got more than enough at nearly 2" in our rain gauge.  Plus, there were thunderstorms from 7:00 to 10:00 p.m.; lots of wind, possibly some hail in the area...although, thankfully we didn't have much, if any, of that stuff. 

I spent the afternoon, working in the garage...ha, fooled you!  You thought I was going to say garden, didn't you?  Nah.  It was so muggy out there that you could have cut the air with a knife.  The garage was not-as-warm and definitely a lot less humid than outside, so I decided to try to find the freezer underneath all…

How Dry...and Hot...We Are

What a difference a month makes.  I seem to recall that I was whinging about all that rain we were getting at the end of May, beginning of June.  Daily downpours. Weekly wash-outs.  Well, just where is it now, I ask you?  Not here, for sure.  It's starting to look like the Dust Bowl around High Point.  I water the garden twice each day, but it still is parched.

As I headed home yesterday from a short drive to the Post Office, I watched the thermometer in my Lillie Pearl PT Cruiser jump from 98 to 100 as I made the turn from Skeet Club onto Waterview.  Stop the car, as my dear Daddy used to say.  I pulled over to the side of the road to snap the shot, left.  Had to document the occasion, of course. The weatherman said the official high for Piedmont Triad International (PTI:  local airport, serving Greensboro, High Point, and Winston-Salem) was 99, but at 3:47 p.m., it was one hundred degrees in this northwest corner of High Point.

Pardon me while I go get a glass of iced tea.

And, i…