On Sunday we celebrated Easter in the traditional manner - bottomless mimosas! I'm sure it's a tradition somewhere. If not, it should be. Anyway, after a brunch like that Heather had to drive home. Not much of note accomplished for the rest of the day. We watched the Rick Steve's review of all the different Easter traditions in Europe. Maybe a giant rabbit isn't as weird as I thought.
On Monday I checked over the house batteries one last time. They are all only a little over a year old and seem to be fine now. Being hooked up to shore power for a long time last year caused some sort of gradual degradation equivalent to the loss of one of our four house batteries. Recent usage and trickle charging from the solar panels seems to have taken care of whatever the issue was (maybe sulfation?). After checking the diesel engine oil I added almost a half a quart. I'm creeping up on full on the dipstick, but the total is still well short of the manual listed capacity. Hmm.
We had a late breakfast at Mother's again. They must own the building by now because how else they could stay in business? Given their prices they should be in the middle of nowhere. Conveniently, next door was an Ace Hardware. We needed some more oil change supplies since we had decided that all the oil covered tubing was a consumable. In addition, plastic tubing tends to go down the dip stick hole then curl up when it hits the bottom of the sump. The end of the hose assembly should be metal to prevent this.
I was looking for some brass tubing that would have been too expensive to toss each time, but Heather found a AC service kit with 25 feet of 1/4" soft copper tubing. Cheap and enough for years of oil changes - done. Along with some clear tubing for either side of the electric pump and a couple spare hose clamps and we were in business. After picking up a few more quarts of 30 weight we now have very few excuses for procrastinating on the next oil change. I'm sure we'll rise to the challenge somehow.
We went back to the same place that night for half-price burgers. I first went to Tap 42 for a happy hour after one of the boat buying class sessions with John K. The crowd is a little young for us, but that's true most places these days. The burgers were great and Heather actually ordered a drink. After about a third of it she declared a little too loudly that her lips were vibrating. So much for my designated driver. It was certainly my turn.
Below is a picture of the Fort Lauderdale beach. It's a very pretty beach, and it's always crowded with pretty people, good weather or bad.
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