I had trouble going to sleep last night, so of course, I had trouble getting up this morning at 6:30 to get ready to go to water aerobics. I arrived later than usual at the swimming pool, and was surprised to see that only about five or six women were there. We all wondered where everyone was. In a few minutes, though, women began arriving, and finally there were about 25 of us. I guess almost everybody had trouble rousing themselves this morning. Maybe it was the cooler weather that made us lazy.
Stories from the pool: one lady spent last Friday picking blackberries in the morning, and then making several pints of preserves in the afternoon. On Saturday, she went to another town to attend a grandson's baseball tournament games (two of them). On Sunday, a mountain of corn was waiting to be prepared for the freezer. "I probably shouldn't have worked on the corn on Sunday, but it couldn't wait any longer without going bad. My ox was in the ditch," she rationalized, "so I shucked it, cut it off the cobs, blanched it, and put it in the freezer."
She said as a family tradition, she cooks and serves the summer corn for Christmas dinner. One year, though, she labored to put up the corn, and then had to be away for a couple of days. While she was gone, her daughter and friends cooked and ate the corn. She was mad as a wet hen about it. "The things we put up in the summer are for the winter!" she raged at her daughter. Now she clearly identifies the corn she freezes as "Corn for Christmas!"
Another lady at the pool talked about her gabby daughter-in-law, who, she quipped, "can talk the horns off a billy goat." I've never heard that expression before, but I know some folks with the same annoying tendency. This lady said her daughter-in-law used 1400 minutes of the 2000 her husband provided for her cell phone last month. That's a lot of gabbing. I don't have that much to say to anyone over the phone. Writing...now that's another matter.
Back home, Mother put color in my hair in anticipation of our getting haircuts Wednesday afternoon. Hubbie was running errands to get birdseed and go to the barber shop when I got home. By the time I was ready for the day, it was 11 a.m. But I had time to iron the clothes I'll need for the upcoming camping trip, before we had a lunch of leftover egg salad and tuna salad in sandwiches.
Hubbie spent most of his time in the yard this afternoon, but other than fixing a big bowl of fruit (apple, grapes, strawberries, cherries, blueberries and Craisins) for a snack later, I didn't accomplish anything much this afternoon. Mother helped with that task. Then she worked word searches, and I read my novel.
At one point, though, I answered e-mails, and downloaded a coupon for our favorite brand of olive oil. However, before I could access the coupon, I had to download a Java tool. While I was at the computer, I ordered wallet size photos of Hubbie working in the garden to use in making a scrapbook page.
Well, the mama cat has gone and done it again...she had five more kittens last Saturday. She only recently got a litter of three raised, and of the first batch she had on our property, there are four left, one of which Mother adopted. Once this newest litter is weened, the mama MUST be spayed.
At the eagle nest: when I first looked, the eaglet was nearly out of sight of the camera, but I finally caught a glimpse of him in the lower lefthand corner of the screen. Before long, one of the adults landed in the nest, and after a while, the other adult flew in, holding a fish in its beak. When it dropped the fish, the other adult snatched it away and began eating it, since the eaglet wasn't nearby.
Before the adult finished the fish off, though, the eaglet hopped over to the dinner table, and the adult fed what remained of the fish to the baby. It obviously didn't satisfy the eaglet's appetite, though, because he (she?) kept pecking at the adult's beak looking for more. So that adult took off, too, headed toward the water.
Tonight's TV movie fare was a two-part mini-series called "Meteor," recorded on DVR from a prime time channel. As its title suggests, it's a typical disaster movie, where a giant meteor threatens to obliterate earth, unless scientists can find a way to avert the "extinction event." Of course, all sorts of things happen before a solution can be found...pieces of the meteor create havoc on earth, and technical difficulties slow progress.
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