Uncle Ed in Lakeside

WEDNESDAY
I clean the dishes and then sit with the guys on the couch while they look at bike parts, and Caleb organizes the errands. Ed finishes making some phone calls, and the guys move their bikes so we can take the car. The first stop is the Harley dealership for oil change supplies. Ed rolls down the window and takes off the rain guard. If not one family member, it’s another. It’s a good thing we got them on this car, out of the habit of having them on the last one when we had dogs.

Next is Michael’s and Home Depot for saddlebag repair items. We stop at Cox for an updated internet router and then at Albertson’s for food. We watch some boat refitting and Harley videos before I go for a walk. Caleb will join me later, and then my watch charger (which we forgot) arrives, along with dough riser baskets and a game meat cookbook from Jessi. We’ll wind down the evening by watching Wall-E.

THURSDAY
Caleb makes breakfast and then the guys are off to explore the morning away since Ed is leaving tomorrow. I start laundry, go by the bank to pick up a check for Lorraine, and wash the car but skip the vacuum and wheels. The 30-minute timer on the washer actually takes 37. The app notifies me that the dryer is counting down, so I make three trips to hang the moist clothes, as we usually only dry our sheets (or things too big to hang on the rack or hanger). I help Caleb tear apart a saddlebag so he can restitch and rerivet them. Caleb bakes bread, cooks the sausage, and I plate the salads. We watch The Hateful Eight while Ed does his laundry in the evening.

FRIDAY
Ed is up early to get a headstart on the desert heat. I put away laundry and wash dishes while Caleb rinses and then makes sourdough French toast. We ride the motorcycle to Fallon’s, now over half an hour away instead of next door, and play with Zeus before riding up Silver Strand (there’s a beach of the same name in Ireland) and get home as the sun is coming out of the clouds. We visit La Mesa Oktoberfest and park half a mile away. When we get home, Caleb turns the air off and opens the windows — perfect temperature regulation in these parts — which is what I was hoping for.

*Some of the pictures are from the trip south

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