Good morning GH, We are currently at 75 degrees as we head for a high of 81. We are expecting a 30% chance of T-storms most of the day. That may present a problem for those of us, like Sugar the Weather Dog and I, who have to  go out today. It will all work out.

Mary has a dentist appointment later, but she can take the car if it is raining. Not that she minds walking in the rain, but if she gets behind schedule and has to rush, that may be the ticket. Me, if I can avoid watering, the rain is welcome. I have to go out to the local grocers and get a few things. If I can time it right, I may go to the library, then the grocery. I'll also spend more time on my whistle and guitar.

Sugar and I ended up walking to get her pawdicure yesterday. We also stopped in and got the newspaper on our way back. Laundry was in there someplace too. I finished the highlighting for Mary and played some on my whistle. Sometimes I sounded like a bag of feral cats, and other times I was almost acceptable. I can only get better. Each time I pick up that whistle and play, I am reminded how far I have come on the guitar.

Last evening, while Mary was still working, Sugar and I worked in the kitchen and made our now famous banana nut bread from an old family recipe. I don't know whose family, but the recipe was in an old cookbook. I finished two crosswords and then Mary came down to join us in some TV viewing. I guess I grew tired, so I came upstairs and fell asleep.

In sports, the boys in blue are up to their old September tricks. This season, as with all too many, they had their June swoon, which was preceded by an April - May swoon and followed by a July and August one too. As has often been the case, when September rolls around, the boys in blue find a way to win meaningless games. Yesterday, they beat the Reds 9 - 1, but they are so deeply mired in the cellar that daylight is nowhere to be seen.

The Tigers romped all over that other team from Chicago 9 - 1. That maintains their 5.5 game lead over the Tribe. My beloved Red Sox triumphed over the Rays 2 - 0 to give them an 8.5 game lead over those same Rays and 10.5 over the Yankees. So with the exception of the boys in blue, for whom next year always seems to await, all is well in sports.

A special message for Adam. Think of our old neighbor Marshall for whom nothing was ever on an expedited schedule. If it didn't get done today, there was always tomorrow. I think age confers some wisdom.

Be patient and follow the advice of the author Robert Fulghum who said in part, "Live a balanced life - learn some and drink some and draw some and paint some and sing and dance and play and work everyday some ." "You may never have proof of your importance but you are more important than you think. There are those who couldn't do without you. The rub is that you don't always know who."

I know at least three people for whom you are important. Kiss one in the morning and I'll kiss another for you. With luck she'll return the favor.

That goes for just about everybody in the world. Ciao