Can't say we need rain. Got plenty of it this weekend. Spent two days at the newly renovated Chez Crosson. Nice and dry. Who would have thought twelve years ago - when I first visited the cabin - that I would be standing in front of a gas fireplace with a remote in hand puzzling over the proper settings. Is that #2 for heat, and #3 for fan - - yes that's it! Gone are the days of trudging out to the shed, chasing away the rodents to grab a log or two, then trudging back to the damp, cold cabin to try to start a fire. Oh - and all this had to be done quietly for fear of waking the Crosson women. Never wake a sleeping Crosson woman.
Fishing - During a break in the rain the Dude, Dad, and M got to dip their lines in the water from the neighbor's dock. Amazing fishing - we caught bass, sunnies, and rock-bass. Probably a dozen in 30 minutes, before the cold, damp weather chased us back inside.
No Bread - I mean "Demon Carbs". In the past we could count on H for a pre-cabin visit to Breadsmith or some other specialty bakery. The cabin stocked was well with many exotic breads - but no more. Breads are carbohydrates - verboten under the South Beach Diet (SBD). As long as H & J remain on the SBD, I will have to supply my own bread. At least I don't have to step outside to eat it - yet.
On a brighter note, H had a wonderful recipe for scones from Doctor Weil. Very good, and incredibly healthy! There may have been carbs involved, but I didn't say anything. Thank goodness Goodman's Sausage doesn't have carbs - though I don't think any of us want to explore the ingredients too closely.
Home Front - A busy day back in R-Ville. Completed the raised vegetable bed. Many wheelbarrow loads of dirt for that. Lord knows I will feel that tomorrow. S was able to plant the first "crops" - beans, peas, carrots, beets, asparagus, lettuce, and zucchini.