Saturday, July 18

We've had another busy day. We slept late, but I got a treadmill session and weights exercises in, anyway. Mother came over after I was ready for the day, and we planned the menu for the week.

After that, I uploaded photos to the one-hour service, and then answered an email from Granddaughter, who asked for my potato salad recipe. Apparently, Great-Grandson scattered her cookbooks and loose recipes so that she was unable to find the potato salad one.

Great-Grandson, at only one year old, is already proving to be all boy. Recently, Daughter sent me a snapshot of him climbing up dresser drawers...sans diaper. I burst into laughter seeing that baby's bare bottom shining as he climbed.

After lunch (hamburger and salad for Hubbie, and sauteed potatoes using a leftover baked potato from last night's supper cooked in bell pepper and onions, scrambled with egg substitute and a little shredded cheese, served with toasted hamburger buns for Mother and me), Hubbie and I ran a couple of errands and then shopped for groceries at the WDCS. Wow, that's a long sentence, isn't it?

We never know what we'll see at the WDCS. Today, we saw a man with longish gray hair, about 60 years old, wearing a leather jacket decorated with a multitude of buckles and straps. The elbows and middle arms of the jacket featured shiny metal armor. With motorcycle boots and hat, he looked like he'd just stepped out of the Middle Ages. A young man and I passing each other in an aisle shook our heads and raised out eyebrows at the sight.

Back home, Mother had boiled eggs and made egg salad. She also made tuna salad once I'd brought a package of the fish home from the store. We made sandwiches with these, served with macaroni and cheese, for supper.

Before supper, though, I made a quadruple recipe of pancake batter. After supper, Hubbie cooked the pancakes, which we will freeze for use during our upcoming camping trip next week, and for the Michigan trip in August.

By then, we were ready to relax in front of TV. The first movie we watched was "Fatal Desire," rated PG-14, and starring Eric Roberts and Anne Heche. In the story, a married woman with a young daughter, bored with her cosmetics job and her husband, begins an email romance with a divorced man. She tells her lover she is pregnant by him, and then begins telling him that her husband abuses her. The lover gets angry, with disasterous results.

The second movie was "Guilty of Innocence," a fact-based story starring Dorian Harewood as Lenel Geter, an African-American engineer wrongfully convicted of robbery, who is defended by a court appointed lawyer, played by Dabney Coleman.

At the eagle nest: after I'd posted my blog last night, I checked on the eaglet. He was perched on the nearby post and was looking up the trunk of the tree (this tree looks like it has lost its top, so the trunk is dead looking where the nest is built...no limbs grow from this part of the trunk, though the nest itself rests on live limbs). The eaglet has been eyeing the top of that trunk for days, and tonight he suddenly lifted off the post and flew the several feet to the top of the trunk. From that vantage point, I could only see his tail, part of a wing, and occasionally a foot flicker across the upper screen.

Before long, one of the adult eagles brought food to the nest. Now, the eaglet was in a dilemma...how to get back down to the nest? Food is a strong incentive, however, so he began trying to solve his problem. I could see he was flapping his wings and hopping around. Finally, he decided to hop down the trunk. But that didn't work so well, and he ended up scrabbling and clawing at the trunk, and flapping his wings wildly. At last he alighted on a limb near the nest and then immediately hopped/flew to the nest.

All that flapping about in the nest made the adult eagle fly away. I'm thinking the eaglet might be female, because it appeared to be larger than the adult eagle, and from what I've read online, the female bald eagles are larger than the males. The eaglet is about the same size as its mother now. But from the camera angle, it's hard to tell what sex the adults are, especially since I've rarely seen them together.