Boom - summer is gone. We had our winter coats on Friday night, and could see our breath. I know they're sweltering still in Florida, and we should be glad we're here, but it's cold up here! Three days ago, it was nice. It'll warm up again because it's too early to be permanent, but it won't be warm long enough or soon enough for me.
All I ever do is keep starting my posts with the statement or a facsimile of - where has the time gone. It sounds like a broken record. . . .
For those of you who remember phonograph records. . . . Remember the really really old ones that were so delicate you had to handle them by the edges in fear that a scratch would appear and ruin it? And Perry Como would go "on and on and on and on" saying the same thing over and over again, and you'd have to pitch the record into the wastebasket because it was un-fixable. Yeah. I know. My, oh my. That was a long time ago.
Some people have written to me about my posts- Good - the more the merrier!
Unfortunately, they're all in e-mails, and not in the comment section of my blog (which I'd like) to share. So - I need to remember what's what and respond to those who give permission, rather than just click on the comment section. So. . . . If people read this as a post, it would be nice.
A note: Please don't misunderstand me - I appreciate any comments. . . . how ever they come.
Daughter Nancy corrected me: Vincent's school is NOT within walking distance. And it is a Magnet School - not a Charter School.
Cousin Carol, speaking of our early morning church service experience: had a similar incident with a lady in her church. . . . when this lady keeled over too. But it was a heat problem.
Here's an update on that: Zelda does not have diabetes, but she has a heart problem and is now wearing a heart monitor. Plus Paul said the nurse doing artificial respiration. As far as I know - Zelda's doing okay now.
If Paul and I just sit back, we can expect activities to settle in around us:
Mid-week, we got a call from son Jeff who lives up near Rochester. Jeff was going to crew for a friend who's racing up at Watkins Glen International Raceway this weekend. Since we live in close proximity to WGI, could Dorothy and he stay here overnight two nights? Friday and Saturday nights? Of course.
Friday night, Grandsons, Lee, 11th grade and Charlie, 9th were playing football for Notre Dame H.S. at Odessa-Montour H.S. Both boys used to go to O.M., and know many kids. Plus their cousin is a star player on O.M..so it was an exciting game for them. They had both sets of grandparents, plus parents and sister: Sharon, Dave and Ida, and I'm sure many relatives from the Odessa side in the stands.
So - late Friday afternoon, Paul called Jeff on his cell phone, and they met us there at the game. Lee is quite a football player - he scored 2 touchdowns and had a two point conversion. Wow. We all were very proud of him. His cousin from O.M. did well too, with a lot of high yardage. But N.D. won by quite a few points. Charlie played also. He's a freshman so we were glad he had a chance to play. They played mostly upper-classmen.(They didn't have enough JV players for a team, so they combined both teams into the varsity.)
Paul wasn't feeling up to par Saturday, so he took it easy. He spent the day on his recliner watching football games. When Paul takes it easy, you know he isn't feeling well. Today, Sunday, he seems a lot better.
We went shopping at Sam's Club this morning. Sharon and Dave are going to Orlando for a conference Monday through Friday. So we're gonna take care of Ida, Charles and Lee here at our house. I've heard through the grapevine that teenage boys eat a lot. In fact, Sharon said her boys eat A LOT. Emphasing A LOT. We don't mind getting A LOT of food, but I just hope we got enough. We got the gigantic, super-size, largest ever of whatever we could. (TGF Sam's Club sizes.) Oh, well. We can always go again.
An aside: we're not used to having those snacky type stuff around, so they'd better eat them all up, or take them with them at the end of the week.
So - now we're having a beautiful Sunday afternoon. It's gorgeous out. Paul is out mowing the lawn.
How're things goin in your neck o' the woods?
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