Charlie had a History class project and asked Grandpa if he could help him. He wanted to make a wooden model of a Civil War Gatling Gun. Paul had a wonderful day, Thursday, putting a lot of it together. (He even decided not to join me at our Thursday lunch in Montour with friends.) Paul's become quite an expert in doing "just enough". He left enough for Charles and his friend Shane to do, so that it wouldn't be considered Paul's project, but the boys'. For those of you who don't know what the Gatling Gun was. . . and I was one of them, it was the first machine gun. Apparently both the North and South had them.

Charles has a busy weekend planned so he wouldn't be available to work with Grandpa. He was to do the "Scouting Ordeal". Lee did it last year. If I remember correctly, he has to spend the night outdoors at the scout camp, all by himself, with only a sleeping bag, and some simple items.

The History project is due on Wednesday. The Gatling Gun was put together with glue, some hammering and sawing. The boys took it with them Thursday evening after they finished and will paint it when Charles has time. . .after his ordeal.

Gracie decided to jump into the hottub when we were in it.

Paul and I decided we wanted to soak our sore muscles late yesterday afternoon, so Paul put Gracie on her leash and tied it to the end of the deck, on the patio, right near the hottub. We've lowered the temp. in the hottub to 90 from 100, much more comfortable in warm weather. Anyway - She looked so cute trying to see what we were doing. We could see just her big ears and her eyes from where she was standing on her hind feet. She was very unhappy about us being in there without her, so as soon as she discovered the steps next to her, she raced up them, and jumped in with a splash without us even being aware she was able! I don't think she was in there more than a second, because I grabbed her and set her outside as quickly as I could. She looked like a drowned. dripping. wet. rat. It wasn't even a sink or swim kind of episode. It was: blink. I'm wet. blink. I'm out of the hottub. I'm not sure what she'd do if the opportunity afforded itself again. I'm hoping she learned a lesson. We'll see.

We had the Card Club here last night. There weren't many of us - Carole, Tom, Dayle, Darryl, us, and Ruth. We played Double Hearts. It was fun. I lost by considerable points, which was fine, since we were hosts. As mentioned before in a previous post, Dayle and Darryl will be moving at the end of the month to the Williamsburg, Va. area. They're so excited. We're excited for them, but also sad for us because we'll miss them. It's a good place to visit though.

So. . .hoping you're having a good weekend. That's all the news from the Woods Edge. What's happenin' in your neck o' the woods?