I Have a Date With Jack This Weekend and My Husband Doesn't Even Mind!

Jack Reacher that is.  My obsession is always indulged at our local thrift store where I've slowly been buying  Lee Child books, the Jack Reacher ones at least so far, so I can finish the series.  I know I could get them from the library, but I feel like I want to have the complete set.  Mr. Tennis doesn't mind because he listens to them via CD in his car driving to and from his appointments.  We both love Jack.

But this weekend I hope to spend a good bit of time with Jack on my (sorta) new swing.

Bought from the same thrift store just in the nick of time before rehearsal dinner guests descended. The frame used to hold a more "posh" version that didn't stand up well to our humid climate (read moldy) and this one seems just right.

For the right price too, I think.  You can't beat real wood and heavy metal. (Somehow that didn't come out the way I intended it to sound - but you know what I mean).

 We have a very "creative" hanging solution due to time constraints.  It's working well for now and will get me through our first weekend of "fall" weather.  Hi temps drop into the 80s, lows in the 60s. Perhaps even, gasp!, 59!!

Oh, and look who's been feeling neglected these past few busy weeks.

Throw me the ball! I know the "Chuckit" is still up there, you just showed it in the previous picture.

C'mon!  Throw it!

Don't let her fool you, the Bostons have had more than their fair share of attention with extra people in and out of the house.

Yeah, right.  She locked us in the office while all those people were here. 

 We are going to munch on some grass to get her back. 

You know what happens when dogs do that...

Yep, so I will be spending some time with Jack on the swing this weekend.  Hope Mr. T joins me for a bit!



After all, he was the one I dragged to the thrift on a Friday night to haul it home.

Hope everyone's weekend is wonderful.