I was on quite a streak recently averaging a blog a day for about twelve days. Once I hit the weekend I fell completely off the tracks. Time and mental energy were a little scarce in the evenings. So here is my attempt to get back on the track.
Before last weekend Ian headed out with some friends to camp and hike around Mount Katahdin. He returned Saturday early in the evening when we then had a supper of Swedish pancakes and heard Ian's stories of his trip.
Friday we had supper at Lois and Jim's as it was the first chance I had getting her wireless network up and running.
Saturday Carol and I started Deck 3 on our backyard project, a triangular piece that connected to both Deck 1 and 2. Almost finished it but had to clean up for supper, the rest could wait until the next day. This night is Ian's birthday supper, three days early. The Netflix movie of the week, Jumpers. My advice, don't... jump or watch it. Should have known better, it starred Hayden Christensen, aka, Anakin Skywalker in the Star War movies, blah.
Sunday I started by replacing our wireless router, the old one went on the fritz
Monday, Labor Day. I worked on the church's newsletter and was able to send it out for proofing. We went out to run a couple of errants and had lunch at Tim Horton's. For supper I cooked out on the deck and enjoyed the cool early evening air.
Enough for tonight, check back and maybe I'll conclude this saga.
NEXT NIGHT: Well I'm back to wrap up this blog. Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday for the most part were close to routine. Good week at work. Watched the RedSox win some games. Watched Governor Sara Palin's speech and those preceding her's. Caught up with Ian on the phone to hear how the first couple of days of classes and other activities were going, club rugby being one of the activities. Carol made camping reservations for the weekend after the upcoming one. Carol's been pretty busy of late putting together a Merit Badge College for our and other local Boy Scout Troops to attend.
Today I went out to lunch with Michelle and Dick from my department at work. We went to Marcy's (Surprise!). I had the grilled chicken sub and a gallon of coffee. Ian came home briefly on his way to an Order of the Arrow event north of here so we were able to chat a bit before he was on his way. He'll be back on Sunday before going back to college. Carol and I then went out to supper at a place in Poland. I strained my diet a bit with a fried shrimp plate. After that, since it was a nice slightly cool evening, we took a long, roundabout way home with all the car windows open followed by ice cream and for me a half hour walk to get the remaining steps I needed for 10,000.
After having mentioned Marcy's there were a couple of observations I made when I went there last Friday which I wanted to blog about at the time but for reasons I referred earlier I wasn't able to. Both were of the actions of young adult males. The first while I was sitting at the counter a fellow leaned across the seat next to me and got the attention of the cook and said to him, "Hey, I'm moving away today and I wanted to thank you for all the great meals you've cooked for me, thanks." The cook, who co-owns the place with his wife, had a pleasantly taken aback look on his face as he said "you're welcome." I could understand the guy's sentiments, I hope if I move on someday I do the same. Then on my way back to the office as I walked along the sidewalk from a loaded up car passing by, a pottery object fell shattering on the pavement. With the slow moving traffic the driver continued a short distance where he could pull over. As he was doing that another young fellow stood up from one of the street benches and gathered up the shards for the driver. I note this because I often see what appears to be apathy from the behavior of many young adults I see downtown and other places and I think I need to reconsider these thoughts as false perceptions on my part. We all have some "junk" floating around the old cranium that needs a bit of a shaking up occasionally. Should happen more often, especially as we get older.
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