Saturday, August 29, 2009

A Finger in the Eye

Since Michael was only a few years old he has been wearing glasses. His early glasses were a bit oversized so his eyes looked small behind those big frames. I had forgotten about that until I looked at some pictures lately and then realized it. You never see it at the time, only in retrospect. Over the last few months he was making an argument for contacts and we finally bit the bullet and got them for him, an office visit and a year's supply for about $400. Fortunately in today's mail we got a rebate offer to take about $30 off that price so WOO-HOO!

What else is going on - oh! Last Saturday I bought a brand new 3x9x40 Leupold Rifleman scope for my .30-06 and replaced my old Bushnell that Annette bought for me over ten years ago. I got quite the deal at Cabela's during a four hour sale.

Today I helped my sister Michelle move and as I type this Annette is at the hospital with Willie and Lisa (her siblings) since her dad was hospitalized today. His blood sugar went too low so they are stablilizing and testing him right now.

Friday, August 7, 2009

Long Time, No Post

Summer is almost over and I'm all too glad. The kids would beg to differ but summer kills me. Far from being a break, everything goes into overdrive for me. Work is still work, and even a little more busy than usual. There seems no end to camps and activities the kids are involved in and they keep me wondering every day when I wake up where I'm supposed to be after work. And then there is the yardwork. I thought having a two acre backyard might be fun but it's actually a pain. Mowing the whole yard takes about 4 hours and weedwhacking it takes some work too. Then the garden needs maintenance and our woods need thinning, and on and on it goes. And with that comes maintenance on all those engines that keep the yard clean, like the riding mower, the weedwhacker, a chainsaw, the tiller, and the next thing you know all I do is use the tools and fix them when they break down!

I'm anxiously counting down the days until the first frost. "Let the grass die" I say. Plus it signals the near arrival of hunting season. The kids will be back at school on Thursday, August 20. Michael is going into 8th grade, making this his last year before high school. He's also getting contacts so his look is about to change. Abbey is headed into 6th grade, and Mae is going into 3rd grade.

Let it snow.