Today was a make-up spring cleaning day. We scrubbed and rubbed and bleached and shined up outdoor living areas that we ordinarily would have done in May or June.

But what were we doing in May? A wedding. On account of that more urgent priority at the time, we skipped the spring cleaning routine.

Yesterday and today were make-up days. We assaulted the patio yesterday afternoon, the Happy Place this morning–with bristles and bleach and Purple Power. Even the dogs got a bath before we put up the cleaning stuff: No sense having a clean outdoor living area inhabited by dirty dogs.

For reward, we treated ourselves this evening to oven-fried shrimp po’ boys with sweet potato fries and cucumber salad. The afternoon thundershowers missed direct hits, but they were close enough to blow up some comforting breeze right about supper time, so we dined outside to celebrate the effort of our cleaning labors.

Patiofare was the Saturday night reward for patio cleaning.

Patiofare was the Saturday night reward for patio cleaning.

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