My son and I stayed in this morning. Not our first choice, but neither of us was feeling up to getting out.
It's not a big deal, but I think we may be getting whatever's been ailing other members of the family.
On the 'up' side, the two of us had a good hour-long-plus talk: mostly about prayer, as I recall. It's not nearly as dull as it sounds, and that's another topic.
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Sunday, March 23, 2014
Sunday, December 1, 2013
Back from the Hospital
I picked my son up at the hospital after Mass this morning. He won't be doing any heavy lifting for a while, and it hurts to laugh: but other than that, he's doing okay.
Appendicitis isn't what it used to be, for which I'm grateful. I remember the 'good old days' too well to want them back. The surgical procedure went smoothly, and involved three remarkably small incisions.
My son and #3 daughter are playing a board game in the other room. Yesterday evening they were talking, using his laptop, my daughter's computer, and Skype. I love living in the Information Age.
I wouldn't mind having no more major surprises before Christmas.
More-or-less-related posts:
Appendicitis isn't what it used to be, for which I'm grateful. I remember the 'good old days' too well to want them back. The surgical procedure went smoothly, and involved three remarkably small incisions.
My son and #3 daughter are playing a board game in the other room. Yesterday evening they were talking, using his laptop, my daughter's computer, and Skype. I love living in the Information Age.
I wouldn't mind having no more major surprises before Christmas.
More-or-less-related posts:
- "Appendicitis and All That"
(November 30, 2013) - "Good News, Bad News, and an Antibiotic-Resistant Infection"
(November 22, 2013) - "I Got What I Asked For"
(September 29, 2013)
Saturday, November 30, 2013
Appendicitis and All That
I'll say this about our family. We don't have boring lives.
My wife and #3 daughter took my son to the hospital this morning. A CT scan and other tests gave us good news and bad news: his appendix had gone rogue, which is bad news; but dealing with diseased appendixes - appendices? - is a fairly routine matter these days, which is good news.
By about 3:00 p.m., I'd been with him for long enough to sign a form or two, chat a bit, and see what prepping for an unexpected surgical procedure was like - as a spectator, not the patient.
The surgery went well, he was in the recovery room for roughly three quarters of an hour, and remarkably coherent after that. That's from my point of view. He and I discussed how frustrating it is to know what you want to say, and feel the wrong words start forming. I think that's the gist of some of the reported experience.
Going through this, he's got the advantage of youth and basically good health. It's also the first time he's had any major surgery done, so he's on a rather steep learning curve.
When I got home, somewhere around 5:30, #3 daughter and he started texting each other. It's not quite like being there: but even so is a good way to communicate.
He'll be home when he's ready: which will be - - - when he's ready. Maybe tomorrow. Then again, maybe not.
Slightly-related posts:
My wife and #3 daughter took my son to the hospital this morning. A CT scan and other tests gave us good news and bad news: his appendix had gone rogue, which is bad news; but dealing with diseased appendixes - appendices? - is a fairly routine matter these days, which is good news.
By about 3:00 p.m., I'd been with him for long enough to sign a form or two, chat a bit, and see what prepping for an unexpected surgical procedure was like - as a spectator, not the patient.
The surgery went well, he was in the recovery room for roughly three quarters of an hour, and remarkably coherent after that. That's from my point of view. He and I discussed how frustrating it is to know what you want to say, and feel the wrong words start forming. I think that's the gist of some of the reported experience.
Going through this, he's got the advantage of youth and basically good health. It's also the first time he's had any major surgery done, so he's on a rather steep learning curve.
When I got home, somewhere around 5:30, #3 daughter and he started texting each other. It's not quite like being there: but even so is a good way to communicate.
He'll be home when he's ready: which will be - - - when he's ready. Maybe tomorrow. Then again, maybe not.
Slightly-related posts:
- "Good News, Bad News, and an Antibiotic-Resistant Infection"
(November 22, 2013) - "I Got What I Asked For"
(September 29, 2013)
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
First License
My son passed the driving test, and has his first driver's license. Or will, once all the paperwork is done.
He drove me to Alexandria this morning, where he took the test. We had a good talk going and returning: and reason for celebration on the way back. The 'celebration' consisted of his driving to the DMV (Department of Motor Vehicles) office on Sauk Centre's north side, filling out a form, and paying for his license.
This is a milestone in his life: and mine. Now all the kids have their licenses.
He drove me to Alexandria this morning, where he took the test. We had a good talk going and returning: and reason for celebration on the way back. The 'celebration' consisted of his driving to the DMV (Department of Motor Vehicles) office on Sauk Centre's north side, filling out a form, and paying for his license.
This is a milestone in his life: and mine. Now all the kids have their licenses.
Friday, May 24, 2013
Popping a Lens: Twice
I've been short-changing myself on sleep this week: far from a good idea.
That might be part of the reason that I dropped my 'task' glasses today. Twice. Actually, the first time I brushed against them, tried to stop them from falling by pushing on them with my arm: at which point the right lens popped out and bounced - - - elsewhere.
I tried to get the lens back in, using tools we have on hand: without success. A few minutes at the eye doctor's fixed the situation, though.
An hour or so later, I managed to slide the glasses off some papers and onto the floor. This time the left lens popped off. Back to the shop, where I learned that these frames don't play well with the lenses. Not with my prescription. The solution is for me to be really careful about flexing the frames.
That, I can do.
#1 daughter and I made a trip down to Cold Spring, near St. Cloud, to drop off a state-government-agency-related document. That was fun: nice weather, no road construction to speak of, and about two hours to talk. That was between the two 'fix the glasses' jaunts.
My son had questions about high-definition programming through our cable provider: and wound up saving the household a tidy sum in reduced rates. In the process I gave the provider authorization to talk with him about technical issues: he's the best techie in the family.
Now, I need to get some sleep.
Related post:
That might be part of the reason that I dropped my 'task' glasses today. Twice. Actually, the first time I brushed against them, tried to stop them from falling by pushing on them with my arm: at which point the right lens popped out and bounced - - - elsewhere.
I tried to get the lens back in, using tools we have on hand: without success. A few minutes at the eye doctor's fixed the situation, though.
An hour or so later, I managed to slide the glasses off some papers and onto the floor. This time the left lens popped off. Back to the shop, where I learned that these frames don't play well with the lenses. Not with my prescription. The solution is for me to be really careful about flexing the frames.
That, I can do.
#1 daughter and I made a trip down to Cold Spring, near St. Cloud, to drop off a state-government-agency-related document. That was fun: nice weather, no road construction to speak of, and about two hours to talk. That was between the two 'fix the glasses' jaunts.
My son had questions about high-definition programming through our cable provider: and wound up saving the household a tidy sum in reduced rates. In the process I gave the provider authorization to talk with him about technical issues: he's the best techie in the family.
Now, I need to get some sleep.
Related post:
- "New Glasses: For Me, a Big Deal"
(May 2, 2013)
Thursday, April 4, 2013
New-to-Me Keyboard
The bad news is that my left fingers and thumb are still giving me fits at intervals. The good news is that so far I've been able to manage the situation by paying very close attention to my posture, and taking painkillers before I sleep. I don't like using painkillers, or other pharmaceuticals: but I'm not stupid, either. Sometimes using available technology is better than the alternatives.
Speaking of technology, yesterday I had my son help me swap out my computer's keyboard for an 'ergonomic' one my father had. My son had pointed out that he had the old keyboard in storage: as part of his repair shop's stock.
The new-to-me keyboard is one of those 'bent' ones where a standard QWERTY board is split into two angled parts. I've used it before, but not often.
I learned to type on old manual typewriters, and need to slow down a little when the keys aren't quit in the expected places. On the other hand, my fingers are getting used to the new positions: and this learning process is a lot easier than developing a system for typing with my right hand only.
I'd been considered one-hand typing last week. It's very frustrating when I get only a handful of sentences out before having to de-stress my left hand and arm.
Aside from that, it's a beautiful day: bright sun and several degrees above freezing.
Related posts:
Speaking of technology, yesterday I had my son help me swap out my computer's keyboard for an 'ergonomic' one my father had. My son had pointed out that he had the old keyboard in storage: as part of his repair shop's stock.
The new-to-me keyboard is one of those 'bent' ones where a standard QWERTY board is split into two angled parts. I've used it before, but not often.
I learned to type on old manual typewriters, and need to slow down a little when the keys aren't quit in the expected places. On the other hand, my fingers are getting used to the new positions: and this learning process is a lot easier than developing a system for typing with my right hand only.
I'd been considered one-hand typing last week. It's very frustrating when I get only a handful of sentences out before having to de-stress my left hand and arm.
Aside from that, it's a beautiful day: bright sun and several degrees above freezing.
Related posts:
- "Springtime in Minnesota"
(April 2, 2013) - "Easter Morning"
(March 31, 2013) - "Fasting, Penance: and Infinite Depths of Joy"
A Catholic Citizen in America (June 3, 2012)
Particularly
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Asking for the Boss
The new garage is getting closer to being done. This afternoon, one of the folks who were working on the floor knocked on the back door. Or, rather, what had been the back door before it became the door from the living room into a sort of back entry/mudroom/whatever.
He told me he was looking for the boss. My wife wasn't home at the time, and wouldn't be for a few hours: and he needed her 'okay' before he'd start sealing the floor. Not mine. Hers.
He told me how to show the floor as it would look after sealant and wax went on: essentially, spill water on it and mop it around. I said something like 'got it,' then he asked me for some paper. He wrote down his phone number: and instructions for how to show the floor as it would look after sealant and wax went on.
Several years ago, a technician who'd been called in by my wife wouldn't ask her any questions. The three of us were in the same room, I'd told him that I didn't know anything about the issue at hand - and he'd ask me a question, I'd tell my wife what he'd said, she'd tell me, and I'd tell him. At least this time my wife wasn't there. And I've done enough customer service to know that not everybody's able to hold a detailed message in memory.
The floor is concrete, now acid-washed, and quite ready for sealing. I hope that the rich mottled-brown color looks the way it did this afternoon. That's one attractive floor treatment.
Apart from that, my son's well-settled into his office, we've got wire cages around the garage's fluorescent tubes, and the pass-through from the office to the living room is cut, with doors/hatches in place.
My wife's been very patient, waiting to get her garage/workshop. I'm glad it's almost entirely done.
Somewhat-related posts:
He told me he was looking for the boss. My wife wasn't home at the time, and wouldn't be for a few hours: and he needed her 'okay' before he'd start sealing the floor. Not mine. Hers.
He told me how to show the floor as it would look after sealant and wax went on: essentially, spill water on it and mop it around. I said something like 'got it,' then he asked me for some paper. He wrote down his phone number: and instructions for how to show the floor as it would look after sealant and wax went on.
Several years ago, a technician who'd been called in by my wife wouldn't ask her any questions. The three of us were in the same room, I'd told him that I didn't know anything about the issue at hand - and he'd ask me a question, I'd tell my wife what he'd said, she'd tell me, and I'd tell him. At least this time my wife wasn't there. And I've done enough customer service to know that not everybody's able to hold a detailed message in memory.
The floor is concrete, now acid-washed, and quite ready for sealing. I hope that the rich mottled-brown color looks the way it did this afternoon. That's one attractive floor treatment.
Apart from that, my son's well-settled into his office, we've got wire cages around the garage's fluorescent tubes, and the pass-through from the office to the living room is cut, with doors/hatches in place.
My wife's been very patient, waiting to get her garage/workshop. I'm glad it's almost entirely done.
Somewhat-related posts:
- "Men, Women, Differences, and Equality"
A Catholic Citizen in America (May 2, 2012)
Particularly - "New Office"
(March 28, 2012) - "Home Schooling, a Garage, a Desk, and Business"
(March 26, 2012) - "Hey, I Can See In This Room!"
(March 2, 2012)
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
New Office
My son is in his new office today. He finished moving stuff in yesterday, and started working at reducing echoes in the room. He does a little recording, and as he put it, his microphone hears better than he does.
Me? I'm still at my desk, by a north window. Which suits me just fine.
Related posts:
Me? I'm still at my desk, by a north window. Which suits me just fine.
Related posts:
- "Home Schooling, a Garage, a Desk, and Business"
(March 26, 2012) - "My Son: First Paying Job"
(March 5, 2012)
Monday, March 26, 2012
Home Schooling, a Garage, a Desk, and Business
My wife has another job, helping a family home school their kids. Today was her first day with the new folks. She and #3 daughter spent some time with lessons, some with the mother, working out how they'll schedule everything. My son will be pitching in, since this family wants to include computer skills.
We home schooled our kids, from grade 7 up. Their choice. This household could do everything except band, for my son, in-house. It helped that my wife's a computer science major with pretty close to a math minor; and I've got background in history, English, art, art history, and about half of a computer major. Not everybody comes with that big a grab-bag of experience. Which is why home schooling families share (pool?) their skills.
And that's getting a bit off-topic.
My son has been moving into his office today. It's a sort of oversize enclosed breezeway between the house and the new garage. My wife will have her big-enough garage later this week, when the concrete finishes curing. She's waited well over two decades for this, so I'm delighted that she'll finally have room to work with.
I still have my desk near a window in the north room. Which suits my needs quite well. I'll be moving back into the attic, maybe, starting this summer: but that'll be more of a library/archive and den. I like working here on the ground floor, where I can see what's happening in the kitchen and outside at the corner of South Ash and 9th.
Meanwhile, up in North Dakota, my son-in-law has moved Spiral Light Candle Corporation's factory and offices into their new building. Actually, the building has been around for decades: as a potato warehouse. It took a month or two to clean it out, install massive amounts of insulation, and set it up as a factory. With offices at one end.
I've seen what the place looked like when the walls were mostly up around the factory floor. It's changed since then, so I'm looking forward to getting up there and seeing the finished project.
Vaguely-related posts:
We home schooled our kids, from grade 7 up. Their choice. This household could do everything except band, for my son, in-house. It helped that my wife's a computer science major with pretty close to a math minor; and I've got background in history, English, art, art history, and about half of a computer major. Not everybody comes with that big a grab-bag of experience. Which is why home schooling families share (pool?) their skills.
And that's getting a bit off-topic.
My son has been moving into his office today. It's a sort of oversize enclosed breezeway between the house and the new garage. My wife will have her big-enough garage later this week, when the concrete finishes curing. She's waited well over two decades for this, so I'm delighted that she'll finally have room to work with.
I still have my desk near a window in the north room. Which suits my needs quite well. I'll be moving back into the attic, maybe, starting this summer: but that'll be more of a library/archive and den. I like working here on the ground floor, where I can see what's happening in the kitchen and outside at the corner of South Ash and 9th.
Meanwhile, up in North Dakota, my son-in-law has moved Spiral Light Candle Corporation's factory and offices into their new building. Actually, the building has been around for decades: as a potato warehouse. It took a month or two to clean it out, install massive amounts of insulation, and set it up as a factory. With offices at one end.
I've seen what the place looked like when the walls were mostly up around the factory floor. It's changed since then, so I'm looking forward to getting up there and seeing the finished project.
Vaguely-related posts:
- "My Son: First Paying Job"
(March 5, 2012) - "Candles, a Spreadsheet, and a Really Long Week"
(December 5, 2011) - "My Son, the Techie"
(October 9, 2010) - "Saturday: About a Rabbit, a Leash, and School"
(January 9, 2010) - "Monday: Wedding on Saturday, But No Worries"
(August 31, 2009)
Monday, March 5, 2012
My Son: First Paying Job
My son finished his first paying job as a computer technician today. We've got other computer repair and maintenance outfits in town: what sets Peter apart is that he does house calls. Without charging a king's ransom.
Am I a proud papa? A delighted dad? You bet!
Related (?) posts:
Am I a proud papa? A delighted dad? You bet!
Related (?) posts:
- "My Son, the Computer Technician"
(February 2, 2011) - "Candles, a Spreadsheet, and a Really Long Week"
(December 5, 2011) - "My Son, the Techie"
(October 9, 2010) - "Computers and a Small Town Family"
(July 7, 2007) - "Family and Computers"
(July 30, 2007)
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
My Son, the Computer Technician
It's a big day at the Gill household. My son, Peter, passed his A+ certification this afternoon. He is now a computer technician with documentation that says he's a computer technician. (more about A+ certification at "Definition of: CompTIA," PC Magazine)
He's been a computer technician for some time, in the practical sense of having the knowledge and skills necessary to fix computers for members of the family - and folks he knows who needed their computers repaired. But now he'll have a piece of paper that says he is.
And contemporary culture being what it is - that piece of paper is important.
Am I a proud papa? Oh, yeah: definitely.
He's been a computer technician for some time, in the practical sense of having the knowledge and skills necessary to fix computers for members of the family - and folks he knows who needed their computers repaired. But now he'll have a piece of paper that says he is.
And contemporary culture being what it is - that piece of paper is important.
Am I a proud papa? Oh, yeah: definitely.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
About 100 Miles of Errands
The family's van is back. The overheating I mentioned last week (November 20, 2010) was due to a leaky water pump.
We've got a new one now. That, plus a change of oil & filter, and a quick once-over, should take care of the van's maintenance needs for a while.
Famous last words?
I spent the afternoon on the road - going to St. Cloud to get a copy of my son's birth certificate - so that he can get a photo ID - and then stopping in at Melrose on the way back to pick up medications.
I'm looking forward to staying inside tomorrow: the forecast involves sleet, freezing rain - and a winter weather advisory.
We've got a new one now. That, plus a change of oil & filter, and a quick once-over, should take care of the van's maintenance needs for a while.
Famous last words?
I spent the afternoon on the road - going to St. Cloud to get a copy of my son's birth certificate - so that he can get a photo ID - and then stopping in at Melrose on the way back to pick up medications.
I'm looking forward to staying inside tomorrow: the forecast involves sleet, freezing rain - and a winter weather advisory.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
My Son, the Techie
My son set up and launched his website yesterday evening. 'First' website, I suspect. It's still a work in process, but what I've seen looks good. Granted, I'm biased.
Today he's tweaking the WordPress-powered blog on the website. I told him that I'd be using him as a technical consultant when/if I start hosting my blogs myself - which I might, although Blogger's served me very well.
And you can't beat the price.
In other developments, the flooring project is in process again this morning - and still going well.
I located the stove - also the washer and dryer. They're in an arc, starting west and a little south of my desk, mostly in the west part of the north room. Happily, it's a big room: although with the movable contents of the kitchen and laundry room in here, it doesn't feel like it so much.
Today he's tweaking the WordPress-powered blog on the website. I told him that I'd be using him as a technical consultant when/if I start hosting my blogs myself - which I might, although Blogger's served me very well.
And you can't beat the price.
In other developments, the flooring project is in process again this morning - and still going well.
I located the stove - also the washer and dryer. They're in an arc, starting west and a little south of my desk, mostly in the west part of the north room. Happily, it's a big room: although with the movable contents of the kitchen and laundry room in here, it doesn't feel like it so much.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
I Almost Don't Have a Cold: Just in Time for Memorial Day Weekend
Tomorrow, for many Americans, is the practical start of Memorial Day weekend. If we've got the seniority, we're likely to take the afternoon off: and get a head start on the first marathon trip of the summer.
Or maybe not. That's the way it was, a few decades back: but times change.
I'm staying put: although I do plan to get out of the house at least once over the weekend.
If all goes well, our gas meter will get moved tomorrow. A dumpster arrived today. What that's for, I don't know: but it's probably connected with the gas meter move. I could ask my wife.
My son and I talked about water and oxygen on (and in) Jupiter's moon, Europa: and then read Garfield.
Me, #3 daughter, and my wife went to Soo Bahk Do class tonight. I plan to get involved in that - but have several years' worth of enforced inactivity to undo first. Or maybe I'm just procrastinating.
I spent quite a bit of today, re-organizing my Easy Griller website. The navigation is (or should be) a trifle less difficult now. At the rate I'm going, I'll have the last part of that makeover done in 24 hours - on time for my 'Memorial Day weekend' deadline. Next step: reviewing & rewriting - and adding photos and other graphics as needed.
That's it for today: Goodnight and may God bless.
Or maybe not. That's the way it was, a few decades back: but times change.
I'm staying put: although I do plan to get out of the house at least once over the weekend.
If all goes well, our gas meter will get moved tomorrow. A dumpster arrived today. What that's for, I don't know: but it's probably connected with the gas meter move. I could ask my wife.
My son and I talked about water and oxygen on (and in) Jupiter's moon, Europa: and then read Garfield.
Me, #3 daughter, and my wife went to Soo Bahk Do class tonight. I plan to get involved in that - but have several years' worth of enforced inactivity to undo first. Or maybe I'm just procrastinating.
I spent quite a bit of today, re-organizing my Easy Griller website. The navigation is (or should be) a trifle less difficult now. At the rate I'm going, I'll have the last part of that makeover done in 24 hours - on time for my 'Memorial Day weekend' deadline. Next step: reviewing & rewriting - and adding photos and other graphics as needed.
That's it for today: Goodnight and may God bless.
Friday, April 9, 2010
Blue Sky, Comfortable Chair, Routines and Schedules
Friday morning. Blue sky. Almost 50 degrees out. (Fahrenheit, of course.) My wife and #3 daughter are off for their Friday morning routine. My son seems to be sleeping in - not a bad idea, actually, since he's got what sounds like a cold.
I've gotten the postal paperwork done for the Knights of Columbus council bulletin I edit: The ladies will drop the mailing off at the Post Office in the next hour or so.
Me? I'm sitting in that hand-me-down chair and - I see I'm scheduled to be spontaneous and creative now. I'd better get to work on that.
I've gotten the postal paperwork done for the Knights of Columbus council bulletin I edit: The ladies will drop the mailing off at the Post Office in the next hour or so.
Me? I'm sitting in that hand-me-down chair and - I see I'm scheduled to be spontaneous and creative now. I'd better get to work on that.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Easter Sunday 2010
Happy Easter!
My son and son-in-law have spent much (most?) of the day playing/working with Lego Mindstorm - and having a great time. They showed me video they're going to edit and put on YouTube.
It's been a beautiful Easter Sunday. I grilled burgers, relaxed and spent some time with my family, walked to the grocery and back to get coffee, and did I mention that I relaxed?
Now, I'm taking a break from work: getting things set up for Monday's tasks.
My son and son-in-law have spent much (most?) of the day playing/working with Lego Mindstorm - and having a great time. They showed me video they're going to edit and put on YouTube.
It's been a beautiful Easter Sunday. I grilled burgers, relaxed and spent some time with my family, walked to the grocery and back to get coffee, and did I mention that I relaxed?
Now, I'm taking a break from work: getting things set up for Monday's tasks.
Monday, March 29, 2010
Monday, Garfield & Routines
I've read Garfield and sung with my son, got some work done - and stayed awake all day.
Another few good nights' sleep, and I may be back to 'normal.' I'm taking steps to see that I don't pull another all-nighter for taxes.
One more set of tasks, and I'm turning in. Goodnight.
Another few good nights' sleep, and I may be back to 'normal.' I'm taking steps to see that I don't pull another all-nighter for taxes.
One more set of tasks, and I'm turning in. Goodnight.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Feeling Under the Weather, & a Video Camera
My wife and #3 daughter came home early, from minding the shop. They've got one more day of filling in for my father-in-law - and my wife tells me she plans to take it very easy tomorrow. Good idea. She wasn't feeling too well this afternoon. And she's skipping Soo Bahk Do tonight.
When she does that: I know my wife isn't feeling well.
Oh, well: we've been through this thing before, quite a lot over the years. We both take that 'in sickness or in health' thing seriously. And she's had me to put up with: so I'm glad to be able to turn around and be helpful for her.
My son's been talking about a video camera he's interested in. I know how it is to be enthusiastic about a gadget - and the importance of due diligence. I think this will be another learning experience for him.
Apart from that, it's been raining; the snow is melting; and I'm looking forward to warmer, dryer weather.
When she does that: I know my wife isn't feeling well.
Oh, well: we've been through this thing before, quite a lot over the years. We both take that 'in sickness or in health' thing seriously. And she's had me to put up with: so I'm glad to be able to turn around and be helpful for her.
My son's been talking about a video camera he's interested in. I know how it is to be enthusiastic about a gadget - and the importance of due diligence. I think this will be another learning experience for him.
Apart from that, it's been raining; the snow is melting; and I'm looking forward to warmer, dryer weather.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Talking With My Son
My son and I finished reading Garfield & singing a minute or two ago. Generally, we'd be done earlier, but we started talking. He said he liked the talk - even though it lasted about a half hour.
I rather enjoyed spending the time that way, myself.
I rather enjoyed spending the time that way, myself.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Freezing Fog, Long Weekend
Freezing fog early this morning left frost on the trees - and encouraged #1 daughter to postpone a trip she was going to take, up to the Red River Valley of the North. Prudent decision, I think. Looks like she'll be staying here for President's Day weekend.
I've spent the day writing - and doing a bit of research / creative work for a story. Not that I 'felt creative.' If I waited for that, I'd produce even less than I do.
Now, I need to decide what to do with the rest of the evening. Garfield and song with my son is a given, of course.
I've spent the day writing - and doing a bit of research / creative work for a story. Not that I 'felt creative.' If I waited for that, I'd produce even less than I do.
Now, I need to decide what to do with the rest of the evening. Garfield and song with my son is a given, of course.
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