Labor Day 2009
07/09/09 06:56
Uncle Wally sent me a text this past Friday telling me that he was going out for a boat ride on Lake George. And what a pristine day it was! If it was half as nice there as it was here, that boy was in for a doozey of a ride. The Ev-Man was playing JV soccer at St. Thomas and hadn't played a lick by half time. I guess the freshman on the team had played recently and were getting a much needed rest. As best i could see in standing on the sidelines, getting a few freshman in the game was just what the doctor ordered. The sophmores were getting there cleats handed to them by the boys from Portsmouth. I would have liked to stay but decided against it as planned since I wanted to get a bike ride in before the sun set. And, perhaps more importantly, I wanted to stop and pick up my Snow Leopard update, which I did. I've been playing with it ever since.
The Ev-Man got an invitation to a classmates birthday party last night out Exeter way. Didn't take him long to make an impression at St. Thomas, eh? And to think she was just turning 14. My goodness. He invited a couple of non-St. Thomas buds (Jeremy and Josh) and away they went. Well, not without getting a ride first from his mom. He was instructed to text his mum at the end of the night just to let her know he was on his way home. She laid awake with one eye open waiting for the iPhone to pipe up. I think it was decidely later than the 11 o'clock hour which , as we understood it, was the ending time for the party. Not that it mattered, but Nancy was tired and did want to hear from her son before going to sleep. I looked at the texts on my phone this morning and there were just a couple of quickie's but that was enough. Oh ye of few words. Then again, he was spending the night at a friends house so that was that. Or, was it.
I made a batch of chili this weekend which is what I had planned to do. I think it was not a top-notch batch but a batch nonetheless. I wonder if Evan will notice. The difference is the chicken sausage. It was not my usual kind but I bought it anyway since I was in the store. Oh, well. I've been eating it and it tastes good but not the usual good. I think I like the usual good better. Sometimes you have to stray off the reservation to see what lfe is like on the other side of the fence. This time anyway, the grass was not greener. Maybe next time.
The Ev-Man got an invitation to a classmates birthday party last night out Exeter way. Didn't take him long to make an impression at St. Thomas, eh? And to think she was just turning 14. My goodness. He invited a couple of non-St. Thomas buds (Jeremy and Josh) and away they went. Well, not without getting a ride first from his mom. He was instructed to text his mum at the end of the night just to let her know he was on his way home. She laid awake with one eye open waiting for the iPhone to pipe up. I think it was decidely later than the 11 o'clock hour which , as we understood it, was the ending time for the party. Not that it mattered, but Nancy was tired and did want to hear from her son before going to sleep. I looked at the texts on my phone this morning and there were just a couple of quickie's but that was enough. Oh ye of few words. Then again, he was spending the night at a friends house so that was that. Or, was it.
I made a batch of chili this weekend which is what I had planned to do. I think it was not a top-notch batch but a batch nonetheless. I wonder if Evan will notice. The difference is the chicken sausage. It was not my usual kind but I bought it anyway since I was in the store. Oh, well. I've been eating it and it tastes good but not the usual good. I think I like the usual good better. Sometimes you have to stray off the reservation to see what lfe is like on the other side of the fence. This time anyway, the grass was not greener. Maybe next time.