A Windy, Gray Day, With Rain And Snow Showers - Steener's Pub

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I was up around 6:30, just as the gray sky was becoming visible.  At the moment, it's 7:15 and the lake and sky are 50 shades of gray, hardly any white, the gray no painter could copy.  Even a camera does not do it justice.  There appear to be small patches of water, sitting on top of the still quite thick ice, at least the snow mobiliers who flew by yesterday must think so.   It's 38º, relatively mild compared to yesterday mornings 12º.

Sundays here are usually days of rest, with a walk at the Chautauqua Institution but not yesterday, as Evie had other plans.  Whether it was because we are painting or my reading of The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying, she was determined to begin the process of musical beds (we are getting a new mattress tomorrow), ready each bedroom for painting, and begin the painting of trim.  All of this made me tired, ready for a nap but like a good trooper, I hung in there most of the day and must say, by the end of the day, my life had changed?   The beds and frames are moved, ready for our new mattress and two of the bedrooms are ready to be painted.  And Evie has made progress on the trim, so by the end of the day, we could look back and see that we had accomplished something, a good feeling.  I admit, however, to taking much of the afternoon off, to watch Wisconsin eek out a victory over Louisville, the only team left in the tournament I care about now that Gonzaga also lost.

We knew early morning that we would not feel like cooking dinner after our day of tidying up.  So, we decided to try a new restaurant in Greenhurst, Steeners Pub,  highly recommended by our friend, Barb.  So we called the Ron and Linda, who are leaving this morning for Murrysville,  and they agreed to join us.  They stopped by at 6:00,  came in to see a couple of our newly painted rooms and properly oohed and awed over the colors, as both of us sighed with relief.  It's always good to know that others approve of your taste.

A Fun Night At Steener's Irish Pub

The Pub is a 15 minute drive from our house, on the southeastern side of the lake.  We have driven by it many times, never stopped.   The bar is welcoming, with an Irish flavor, and amazingly, we knew the bartender, Jill, who has worked in bars around the lake.  Also, Robin, the manager of our favorite bar/restaurant, was sitting at the bar, along with Jeff another regular from the Seezurh House.  So it was like old home week.  All the other patrons were welcoming, talking about how good the food was because they had a new Chef who had worked at Guppy's for ten years.  We sat at the counter with a beer, devouring the free popcorn, then moved to the modest, no frills dining room, with a pool table off to the side.  It was empty at first, but a couple and a single woman and her kids came in later for dinner.  Evie and I split the special, a 16 ounce Delmonico steak, with salad, fries, and a draft beer.  It was great, especially the french fries, freshly cut and deep fried.  The McClures liked their burgers, the beer flowed easily, so we will be back.  The bar, especially, seemed welcoming as there were regulars from Greenhurst/Fluvanna, coming and going, even on a Sunday.

We were home just before 9:00, in time to watch The Daily Show, then The Good Wife, which seems to be taking off in a new direction, with Alicia leaving the firm, having won an election.  We assume the new 'trouble' will be the conflict between Alicia and her old colleagues.  And it's already begun as they are bickering over her partner's share, how much it's worth.

Yoga is cancelled this morning as all schools have spring or winter break, whatever they call it here. And I am nervous as Evie already has that gleam in her eyes, thinking about things she wants me to do around the house.  Scary.