Slept late, until nearly 8:30. Did stair stepping, resistance bands, and weights exercises after breakfast. Sis accompanied Mother to our house mid-morning, where they relaxed while I got ready for the day.
It was already 11:30 by the time I came back downstairs, and not long before time to fix lunch. Mother had her usual Ramen Noodle soup, Sis and Hubbie opted for deli turkey sandwiches, and I had the rest of the chicken noodle soup.
Mother retired to the couch afterward, and Hubbie, Sis, and I watched a 2011 Lifetime Movie Network film..."We Have Your Husband." This true crime drama is about an American woman, Jayne Valseca, and her husband Eduardo, who is the son of a Mexican newspaper publisher. In 2007, Eduardo was kidnapped by powerful Mexican redicals, and was buried for seven months in a seven-by-six, two-foot wide box, where he was humiliated and tortured. His wife never gave up trying to rescue him, despite the kidnappers impossible demands.
Shortly after the movie was over, Hubbie and I got ready to go to the yogurt shop to meet my ESL student, who wanted to show me her newest art project. Mother got up from her nap just before we left, and she and Sis watched old "Bonanza" episodes on TVland channel.
Hubbie and I arrived at the yogurt shop at the appointed 3 p.m. hour, ahead of the student. We waited for about ten minutes, and when she didn't show up, we went ahead and got our yogurts, which we enjoyed at an outdoor table.
The student hadn't arrived by the time we finished our treats, and I began to wonder if I'd misunderstood her, and she intended for us to meet at her house. But near 3:30, she finally arrived. She'd been at the art gallery and lost track of time.
She brought along her current in-progress art project...a wooden cross, designed after the fashion of famous Neo-pop artist, Romero Britto. The very precise designs of her work represent the elements of the universe...sky, moon, stars, water, fire, sun, earth, plants, metal, etc., so that it tells a story. It also tells a story about the student, who is meticulous snd detailed in all her pursuits.
We visited for about a half an hour, during which the student commented about how much she enjoys the opportunity to join the Friday Painters, which has gotten her back into the art she had for so long set aside because of other obligations. She said it has allowed her to relax and de-stress, and she feels so much better now. I'm very glad. She works hard, and deserves time to herself to pursue what gives her pleasure. If she's relaxed and stress-free, she'll perform better in her English classes.
Back home, I put leftover stirfry and rice into the oven to heat for supper. We enjoyed the meal with slices of Sis's homemade bread. Shortly after supper, Sis headed home, and I accompanied Mother to her house.
Hubbie and I spent the rest of the evening in front of TV, as usual, including a Lifetime Movie Network 2011 film called "Iris Johansen's Killing Game." Ten years after the murder of her seven-year-old daughter, a forensic sculptor receives a call from a man saying he is the killer.
Good news this afternoon: got an e-mail from the water aerobics leader that the pool is ready for us to resume sessions on Monday. Yay! I'm ready!
The Andromeda Galaxy is supposed to be visible to the naked eye tonight (will appear as a cloudy star), but it is overcast here, so it won't be visible to me at all. Didn't see the meteor shower, and now I won't see the Andromeda Galaxy. Oh, well.
Friday, August 24, 2012
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Thursday, August 23
Up at 6:30 to get ready to go to another town to shop and have lunch with Hubbie's family. We headed out around 8:30, and arrived near 10 a.m.
The first store we stopped at, of course, was a hobby shop, where I used a gift card and 40% off coupons printed from the store's website to buy pink and blue cardstock, a punch, a couple of rubber stamps, and a box of glue squares.
From there, we went to a department store, where I bought two pairs of casual slacks in brown and khaki for the fall, and Hubbie bought a pair of khaki's for himself.
Made a tour through the mall after that, but found nothing I wanted.
After that, we met Hubbie's two sisters, and his son-in-law, for lunch at an Italian restaurant. Three of us ordered endless soup, salad, and breadsticks, one of Hubbie's sisters ordered a pasta dish, and I ordered a grilled chicken panini, with chicken dumpling soup. The salad and breadsticks at this restaurant are particularly wonderful, so we kept the waiter hopping bringing us more.
The waiter was very nice, too, to bring a bag of extra breadsticks for me to bring home for Mother and Sis to enjoy with their chicken noodle soup supper.
From the restaurant, we went to a warehouse store to pick up bulk food and paper goods, including some things Sis asked for. Leaving this store, I decided I needed some water, but while Hubbke had brought along bottled water, he didn't put it in an ice chest, so it was hotter than bath water.
We stopped by his daughter's house and got a couple of styrofoam cups of ice and water. Daughter wasn't home, but Son-in-Law was. We only stayed a few minutes, and then headed home.
We were back around 5 p.m., just before Sis and Mother were ready to have supper. I skipped supper, since I was still full from lunch.
After supper, we played several games of Skipbo. Sis and I each won two games, and Mother won one.
The first store we stopped at, of course, was a hobby shop, where I used a gift card and 40% off coupons printed from the store's website to buy pink and blue cardstock, a punch, a couple of rubber stamps, and a box of glue squares.
From there, we went to a department store, where I bought two pairs of casual slacks in brown and khaki for the fall, and Hubbie bought a pair of khaki's for himself.
Made a tour through the mall after that, but found nothing I wanted.
After that, we met Hubbie's two sisters, and his son-in-law, for lunch at an Italian restaurant. Three of us ordered endless soup, salad, and breadsticks, one of Hubbie's sisters ordered a pasta dish, and I ordered a grilled chicken panini, with chicken dumpling soup. The salad and breadsticks at this restaurant are particularly wonderful, so we kept the waiter hopping bringing us more.
The waiter was very nice, too, to bring a bag of extra breadsticks for me to bring home for Mother and Sis to enjoy with their chicken noodle soup supper.
From the restaurant, we went to a warehouse store to pick up bulk food and paper goods, including some things Sis asked for. Leaving this store, I decided I needed some water, but while Hubbke had brought along bottled water, he didn't put it in an ice chest, so it was hotter than bath water.
We stopped by his daughter's house and got a couple of styrofoam cups of ice and water. Daughter wasn't home, but Son-in-Law was. We only stayed a few minutes, and then headed home.
We were back around 5 p.m., just before Sis and Mother were ready to have supper. I skipped supper, since I was still full from lunch.
After supper, we played several games of Skipbo. Sis and I each won two games, and Mother won one.
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Wednesday, August 22
Up around 8 a.m. this morning. After breakfast, Hubbie and I rode our bikes for exercise and pleasure. It was warm, but not too warm for a ride.
Sis and Mother came over mid-morning, and Mother diced veggies for making chicken noodle soup later, while I got ready for the day.
I didn't accomplish much of anything else before lunch, besides throwing one load of laundry in the washer. But as Sis pointed out, we are retired and not on the clock anymore, so we shouldn't worry about accomplishing things.
After a sandwich lunch, Mother headed to the couch for a nap, Hubbie ran a couple of errands, and Sis and I watched a marathon of "Matlock" mysteries.
Around 2 p.m., I started the pot of chicken simmering. At 4 p.m., I decided to add a couple of cans of low-sodium chicken broth to the pot, but instead grabbed a can of beef broth and a can of chicken broth. I'd poured about a third of the beef broth in the pot before I discovered my mistake.
One boo-boo wasn't enough, though, so when I was ready to add noodles to the broth, I let the package slip out of my hand, spilling a cup or so of noodles on the floor. Fortunately, it was a big package, so there was plenty left for the pot.
I wasn't sure what the soup would taste like with beef broth in it, but it turned out fine. Served it with slices of homemade honey wheat bread that Sis brought with her yesterday.
Later, we played several games of Skipbo, with Sis winning two games, and Mother and I each winning one. Zilch for Hubbie this time.
After that, Sis accompanied Mother home, and Hubbie and I finished the evening watching TV.
Sis and Mother came over mid-morning, and Mother diced veggies for making chicken noodle soup later, while I got ready for the day.
I didn't accomplish much of anything else before lunch, besides throwing one load of laundry in the washer. But as Sis pointed out, we are retired and not on the clock anymore, so we shouldn't worry about accomplishing things.
After a sandwich lunch, Mother headed to the couch for a nap, Hubbie ran a couple of errands, and Sis and I watched a marathon of "Matlock" mysteries.
Around 2 p.m., I started the pot of chicken simmering. At 4 p.m., I decided to add a couple of cans of low-sodium chicken broth to the pot, but instead grabbed a can of beef broth and a can of chicken broth. I'd poured about a third of the beef broth in the pot before I discovered my mistake.
One boo-boo wasn't enough, though, so when I was ready to add noodles to the broth, I let the package slip out of my hand, spilling a cup or so of noodles on the floor. Fortunately, it was a big package, so there was plenty left for the pot.
I wasn't sure what the soup would taste like with beef broth in it, but it turned out fine. Served it with slices of homemade honey wheat bread that Sis brought with her yesterday.
Later, we played several games of Skipbo, with Sis winning two games, and Mother and I each winning one. Zilch for Hubbie this time.
After that, Sis accompanied Mother home, and Hubbie and I finished the evening watching TV.
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Tuesday, August 21
Up around 8 a.m., and did stair stepping, resistance bands, and weights exercises after breakfast. I thought about bike riding, but when I stepped outside, it seemed a bit warm to ride in the sunshine.
While I exercised, Hubbie accompanied Mother to our house, where she relaxed until lunchtime.
Later, Daughter-in-Law advised me that an article in today's edition of the state newspaper reported that one of the young men who robbed Granddaughter at gunpoint while she was at her place of employment last March is to be tried as an adult (he's 17 years old). Granddaughter is mentioned in the article.
But since I don't subscribe to the paper online, Hubbie went to the nearest vending machine to pick up a print edition. But the article does not appear there. Until today, I didn't realize that the paper prints different editions for different parts of the state, and since the crime didn't occur in our part of the state, there was no reference to it.
However, Granddaughter posted the article on our social network site, so I was able to read it, then copy and paste it to my e-mail account, and make a print copy. Didn't accomplish much else for the rest of the morning.
After lunch, Mother prepared vegetables for a stirfry supper, and then retired to the couch for a nap. I occupied myself on my laptop, mainly doing disk clean-up, while Hubbie read a novel on my e-reader. This is the first time he has attempted to use the e-reader.
Got a call this afternoon from a water aerobics friend, who informed me that the pool is closed indefinitely. Seems the boiler isn't working again, and there's a PH imbalance. Tomorrow was to be the first day back, after a three-week hiatus for summer break. I'm very disappointed.
Later, I stirfried the veggies in olive oil, adding spices and ginger root, and a little low-sodium chicken broth. When the veggies were ready, I mixed chicken broth with cornstarch and low-sodium soy sauce, and added the mixture to the veggies, making a sauce. Served the stirfry over instant rice, with slices of whole wheat bread and butter.
Sis arrived shortly after we sat down to supper, and she joined us in the meal. Afterward, around 6:30, we went to a local plant society meeting, to which the public was invited, for a program on butterflies and the environment.
Before the speaker began, we enjoyed an ice cream social. Three kinds of ice cream were offered...vanilla, butter pecan, and strawberry yogurt, along with a variety of toppings, as well as cherry pie, and chocolate cookies.
The speaker presented a slide show of the great variety of butterflies that are attracted to the wildflower gardens of her home in a town a couple of hours east of us.
She stressed that butterflies are attracted more to messy yards with leaf-littered lawns and stick piles than to well-manicured lawns. If that's all it takes, then our yard should be a veritable heaven to the little beauties. But this year, I've seen very few, probably because of the drought. At any rate, it was a really good program that we all enjoyed.
The program ended around 8:30. It was a lovely evening...warm, but not stifling...with a beautiful quarter moon against a velvety blue-black sky.
Back home, Sis accompanied Mother home, and Hubbie and I finished the evening watching one-hour shows that I'd recorded on DVR.
While I exercised, Hubbie accompanied Mother to our house, where she relaxed until lunchtime.
Later, Daughter-in-Law advised me that an article in today's edition of the state newspaper reported that one of the young men who robbed Granddaughter at gunpoint while she was at her place of employment last March is to be tried as an adult (he's 17 years old). Granddaughter is mentioned in the article.
But since I don't subscribe to the paper online, Hubbie went to the nearest vending machine to pick up a print edition. But the article does not appear there. Until today, I didn't realize that the paper prints different editions for different parts of the state, and since the crime didn't occur in our part of the state, there was no reference to it.
However, Granddaughter posted the article on our social network site, so I was able to read it, then copy and paste it to my e-mail account, and make a print copy. Didn't accomplish much else for the rest of the morning.
After lunch, Mother prepared vegetables for a stirfry supper, and then retired to the couch for a nap. I occupied myself on my laptop, mainly doing disk clean-up, while Hubbie read a novel on my e-reader. This is the first time he has attempted to use the e-reader.
Got a call this afternoon from a water aerobics friend, who informed me that the pool is closed indefinitely. Seems the boiler isn't working again, and there's a PH imbalance. Tomorrow was to be the first day back, after a three-week hiatus for summer break. I'm very disappointed.
Later, I stirfried the veggies in olive oil, adding spices and ginger root, and a little low-sodium chicken broth. When the veggies were ready, I mixed chicken broth with cornstarch and low-sodium soy sauce, and added the mixture to the veggies, making a sauce. Served the stirfry over instant rice, with slices of whole wheat bread and butter.
Sis arrived shortly after we sat down to supper, and she joined us in the meal. Afterward, around 6:30, we went to a local plant society meeting, to which the public was invited, for a program on butterflies and the environment.
Before the speaker began, we enjoyed an ice cream social. Three kinds of ice cream were offered...vanilla, butter pecan, and strawberry yogurt, along with a variety of toppings, as well as cherry pie, and chocolate cookies.
The speaker presented a slide show of the great variety of butterflies that are attracted to the wildflower gardens of her home in a town a couple of hours east of us.
She stressed that butterflies are attracted more to messy yards with leaf-littered lawns and stick piles than to well-manicured lawns. If that's all it takes, then our yard should be a veritable heaven to the little beauties. But this year, I've seen very few, probably because of the drought. At any rate, it was a really good program that we all enjoyed.
The program ended around 8:30. It was a lovely evening...warm, but not stifling...with a beautiful quarter moon against a velvety blue-black sky.
Back home, Sis accompanied Mother home, and Hubbie and I finished the evening watching one-hour shows that I'd recorded on DVR.
Monday, August 20, 2012
Monday, August 21
Up at 7:30, and after breakfast, Hubbie and I went for a bike ride. It was a beautiful, cool morning to be outdoor. After yesterday's rain, there was actually dew on the grass, and even one small puddle on the road.
Before we left on our bike ride, Hubbie accompanied Mother to our house, and she peeled and cut up tomatoes for the freezer. After we got back, I simmered a batch of cherry tomatoes, and then Mother and I pulled the skins off and added the tomatoes to one of the freezer bags.
Now, except for two that were included in a gift basket, there are no more garden tomatoes. Guess for the rest of the season, we'll be visiting the farmers market to buy more, unless the vines Hubbie planted near the garage begin producing.
Got a call from Daughter this morning, alerting me to a potential crisis at the elementary school. On this first day of school, word spread that there were gunshots near the school, prompting a lockdown.
Authorities later said that there were no gunshots, and the school was never in any danger. Granddaughter is convinced, though, that something happened there that prompted a contingent of parents to flock to the school to check on their kids.
School officials assured parents that the kids were safe, and there was no need to pull their children out of school. Maybe more information will be forthcoming soon.
At another school in the same county, a suspicious backpack prompted the principal to alert authorities. Four hundred students were evacuated. But again, there turned out to be no danger. Better safe than sorry, though.
What a first day of school!
Finally showered and dressed around 11:30. For lunch, Mother had her usual Ramen Noodle soup, Hubbie had a ham sandwich, and I decided on wheat bread and butter, and a slice of deli turkey for myself.
After lunch, Mother headed to the couch for a nap, Hubbie ran errands, and I reviewed the lesson plan for my student.
I met my student at 2:30. Today, we spent a lot of time in conversation. Seems the cable box on the TV that the student's elderly in-laws watch quit working last Friday for some reason.
The student's husband is out of town, so she called cable services and was told that a repairman would be sent either on Friday on today. The student demanded that it be Friday, since it's the only entertainment her mother-in-law, who has Alzheimer's Disease, has, and she would become agitated without it. The repairman arrived, bringing a new box, around 5 p.m. on Friday.
She also noted that she spent several hours on Sunday talking by Skype to her family in Venezuela. To do this, she buys international minutes through a program available at Mexican stores here in town. By this method, she is able to speak with her family every weekend. Her mother, she said, is in charge of oraganizing family in Venezuela to gather at a central point for these conversations.
In talking about family, we somehow got on a topic of children, and methods of discipline. She is disappointed that her seven-year-old grandson is prone to misbehaving, mainly our of jealousy at the birth of a little sister about six months ago.
The student is very non-confrontational, and avoids conflict at all costs. She opts for calm, rational discussions, and refuses to be goaded into arguments. But she says she is also a firm disciplinarian, who never uses physical force on children.
She probably learned her discipline style from living with a very loving, but strict, father, who had been a military general.
I learned today that the student has a sister, thirteen years her junior, who married an American at age 18, and moved to America. She speaks fluent English, and attended an American university. She has three children, each born exactly five years apart, and her husband is an engineer and land owner, so the family is obviously well off.
At one point in the lesson, when movies were mentioned, she commented that 90% of movies in Venezuela are American. I guess they must be subtitled or dubbed. She also said that folks in Venezuela love American blue jeans. I think this is true of most countries.
I complimented her on a pair of really comfy looking leather shoes she was wearing today, and she commented that Venezuela is noted for quality leather footwear.
You'd think after all this conversation, there would have been no time for a lesson. But we did manage to cover a few things, like using expressions with "Oh." "Oh, good. I have a letter from my sister." "Oh, no! I have a parking ticket." "Joe isn't home. Oh, well, I'll call him later."
She also learned vocabulary about public employees: "Police officers work for the police departmen. They carry guns." "Mail carriers bring mail to our homes."
She also learned the use of "both." "Two police officers arrived quickly. Both of them had guns." "Ann and I are going to the movies. Both of us like to go to the movies."
Then we worked with past participles of irregular verbs: break, broke, broken; choose, chose, chosen, etc. "Ed broke a glass yesterday. He has broken many glasses." "Gail chose pink paint. Gail has chosen many paints."
Back home, Hubbie had oven-heated leftovers from yesterday's meal of ham and sweet potatoes, to which I had added dishes of leftover steamed and mashed potatoes, and a can of cream-style corn. Slices of homemade whole wheat bread completed the meal.
I accompanied Mother to her house afterward, and then Hubbie and I watched TV, including the movie "Avalanche: Nature Unleashed," starring no one we know. It was a typical disaster movie.
Before we left on our bike ride, Hubbie accompanied Mother to our house, and she peeled and cut up tomatoes for the freezer. After we got back, I simmered a batch of cherry tomatoes, and then Mother and I pulled the skins off and added the tomatoes to one of the freezer bags.
Now, except for two that were included in a gift basket, there are no more garden tomatoes. Guess for the rest of the season, we'll be visiting the farmers market to buy more, unless the vines Hubbie planted near the garage begin producing.
Got a call from Daughter this morning, alerting me to a potential crisis at the elementary school. On this first day of school, word spread that there were gunshots near the school, prompting a lockdown.
Authorities later said that there were no gunshots, and the school was never in any danger. Granddaughter is convinced, though, that something happened there that prompted a contingent of parents to flock to the school to check on their kids.
School officials assured parents that the kids were safe, and there was no need to pull their children out of school. Maybe more information will be forthcoming soon.
At another school in the same county, a suspicious backpack prompted the principal to alert authorities. Four hundred students were evacuated. But again, there turned out to be no danger. Better safe than sorry, though.
What a first day of school!
Finally showered and dressed around 11:30. For lunch, Mother had her usual Ramen Noodle soup, Hubbie had a ham sandwich, and I decided on wheat bread and butter, and a slice of deli turkey for myself.
After lunch, Mother headed to the couch for a nap, Hubbie ran errands, and I reviewed the lesson plan for my student.
I met my student at 2:30. Today, we spent a lot of time in conversation. Seems the cable box on the TV that the student's elderly in-laws watch quit working last Friday for some reason.
The student's husband is out of town, so she called cable services and was told that a repairman would be sent either on Friday on today. The student demanded that it be Friday, since it's the only entertainment her mother-in-law, who has Alzheimer's Disease, has, and she would become agitated without it. The repairman arrived, bringing a new box, around 5 p.m. on Friday.
She also noted that she spent several hours on Sunday talking by Skype to her family in Venezuela. To do this, she buys international minutes through a program available at Mexican stores here in town. By this method, she is able to speak with her family every weekend. Her mother, she said, is in charge of oraganizing family in Venezuela to gather at a central point for these conversations.
In talking about family, we somehow got on a topic of children, and methods of discipline. She is disappointed that her seven-year-old grandson is prone to misbehaving, mainly our of jealousy at the birth of a little sister about six months ago.
The student is very non-confrontational, and avoids conflict at all costs. She opts for calm, rational discussions, and refuses to be goaded into arguments. But she says she is also a firm disciplinarian, who never uses physical force on children.
She probably learned her discipline style from living with a very loving, but strict, father, who had been a military general.
I learned today that the student has a sister, thirteen years her junior, who married an American at age 18, and moved to America. She speaks fluent English, and attended an American university. She has three children, each born exactly five years apart, and her husband is an engineer and land owner, so the family is obviously well off.
At one point in the lesson, when movies were mentioned, she commented that 90% of movies in Venezuela are American. I guess they must be subtitled or dubbed. She also said that folks in Venezuela love American blue jeans. I think this is true of most countries.
I complimented her on a pair of really comfy looking leather shoes she was wearing today, and she commented that Venezuela is noted for quality leather footwear.
You'd think after all this conversation, there would have been no time for a lesson. But we did manage to cover a few things, like using expressions with "Oh." "Oh, good. I have a letter from my sister." "Oh, no! I have a parking ticket." "Joe isn't home. Oh, well, I'll call him later."
She also learned vocabulary about public employees: "Police officers work for the police departmen. They carry guns." "Mail carriers bring mail to our homes."
She also learned the use of "both." "Two police officers arrived quickly. Both of them had guns." "Ann and I are going to the movies. Both of us like to go to the movies."
Then we worked with past participles of irregular verbs: break, broke, broken; choose, chose, chosen, etc. "Ed broke a glass yesterday. He has broken many glasses." "Gail chose pink paint. Gail has chosen many paints."
Back home, Hubbie had oven-heated leftovers from yesterday's meal of ham and sweet potatoes, to which I had added dishes of leftover steamed and mashed potatoes, and a can of cream-style corn. Slices of homemade whole wheat bread completed the meal.
I accompanied Mother to her house afterward, and then Hubbie and I watched TV, including the movie "Avalanche: Nature Unleashed," starring no one we know. It was a typical disaster movie.
Sunday, August 19, 2012
Sunday, August 19
Up late, around 8 am., then spent a leisurely hour and a half having breakfast and watching a weekly political discussion show. Postponed my exercises until later in the day.
Hubbie accompanied Mother to our house around 10 a.m., and I started lunch preparations...put a small ham and a half dozen sweet potatoes in the oven to cook. Hubbie located a freezer bag of boiled cabbage, to be heated later and served with the meal, along with slices of homemade whole wheat bread.
Spent the rest of the morning doing this and that. After lunch, Mother headed to the couch for a nap. Takes her a while to recuperate after an outing like the one we had yesterday, so she was plenty ready to sleep.
While she snoozed, Hubbie and I ran a couple of errands...first to a pharmacy store to use about-to-expire manufacturer coupons. Today, we were pleased to get AARP coupons back for $5 and $1 off our next purchases.
Went to a gas station after that to fill the van. From there, we went to the river for a brisk walk on the paved pathway.
At the river, a child's birthday party in progress. The birthday guests were thoroughly enjoying an inflatable water slide that featured steps going up one side, a slide, and a pool of water at the bottom
There were a couple of police officers at the fence near the river observing a guy fishing from atop the dam. Fishing off the dam is frowned upon by authorities. But despite a large sign warning folks against walking on it, they do it anyway. If they slide off the slick, moss-covered dam, they are in danger of being caught in the undertow of the river. We don't know what the officers did about this situation.
Funny: along the path, we met an older woman and her daughter walking a pug dog. They were walking slowly, since the pug was overweight and soon got tired. We were able to finish our walk and arrive back at the parking lot at the same time as the women with the dog. The pug trotted right up to the van door.
"Do you want to go home with us?" I laughed, before looking up and seeing that it wasn't our van, but a similar one parked right next to ours.
The younger woman laughed and said, "No, but do you want to go home with us?"
"Can I?" I smiled.
"Sure!" she replied, "but I think your husband would miss you."
Back home, Mother was still sleeping peacefully, so Hubbie and I settled in to watch old episodes of Matlock. Mother woke up around 3:30 and joined us in watching TV.
Around 4 p.m., there was a power brown-out, just enough to shut down the TV and DVR. This happened three times, and three times I had to fast-forward a show we were watching, since it returned to the beginning each time the power went off. It was comical.
The power brown-outs signaled a little rain storm. No lightning and thunder, but a pretty good downpour for a few minutes that dropped the temperature to the low 70s.
Hubbie and I had a sandwich supper around 5:30 p.m., but Mother wasn't hungry, since she and I indulged in fudgesicles earlier in the afternoon.
Once the rain had stopped, around 6 p.m., I accompanied Mother to her house, and then waited until she took a shower, before I came back home.
Spent the rest of the evening watching TV, including the 2008 sci-fi movie, "The Day the Earth Stood Still." An alien visitor and a giant robot visit Earth.
Hubbie accompanied Mother to our house around 10 a.m., and I started lunch preparations...put a small ham and a half dozen sweet potatoes in the oven to cook. Hubbie located a freezer bag of boiled cabbage, to be heated later and served with the meal, along with slices of homemade whole wheat bread.
Spent the rest of the morning doing this and that. After lunch, Mother headed to the couch for a nap. Takes her a while to recuperate after an outing like the one we had yesterday, so she was plenty ready to sleep.
While she snoozed, Hubbie and I ran a couple of errands...first to a pharmacy store to use about-to-expire manufacturer coupons. Today, we were pleased to get AARP coupons back for $5 and $1 off our next purchases.
Went to a gas station after that to fill the van. From there, we went to the river for a brisk walk on the paved pathway.
At the river, a child's birthday party in progress. The birthday guests were thoroughly enjoying an inflatable water slide that featured steps going up one side, a slide, and a pool of water at the bottom
There were a couple of police officers at the fence near the river observing a guy fishing from atop the dam. Fishing off the dam is frowned upon by authorities. But despite a large sign warning folks against walking on it, they do it anyway. If they slide off the slick, moss-covered dam, they are in danger of being caught in the undertow of the river. We don't know what the officers did about this situation.
Funny: along the path, we met an older woman and her daughter walking a pug dog. They were walking slowly, since the pug was overweight and soon got tired. We were able to finish our walk and arrive back at the parking lot at the same time as the women with the dog. The pug trotted right up to the van door.
"Do you want to go home with us?" I laughed, before looking up and seeing that it wasn't our van, but a similar one parked right next to ours.
The younger woman laughed and said, "No, but do you want to go home with us?"
"Can I?" I smiled.
"Sure!" she replied, "but I think your husband would miss you."
Back home, Mother was still sleeping peacefully, so Hubbie and I settled in to watch old episodes of Matlock. Mother woke up around 3:30 and joined us in watching TV.
Around 4 p.m., there was a power brown-out, just enough to shut down the TV and DVR. This happened three times, and three times I had to fast-forward a show we were watching, since it returned to the beginning each time the power went off. It was comical.
The power brown-outs signaled a little rain storm. No lightning and thunder, but a pretty good downpour for a few minutes that dropped the temperature to the low 70s.
Hubbie and I had a sandwich supper around 5:30 p.m., but Mother wasn't hungry, since she and I indulged in fudgesicles earlier in the afternoon.
Once the rain had stopped, around 6 p.m., I accompanied Mother to her house, and then waited until she took a shower, before I came back home.
Spent the rest of the evening watching TV, including the 2008 sci-fi movie, "The Day the Earth Stood Still." An alien visitor and a giant robot visit Earth.
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