Saturday, August 9, 2014

Good early morning GH. It is is now half past 2:30 a.m. in "The City." Our current temperature just outside the Weather Window is 65°, as we drop to an overnight low of 59°. Today we are expecting a high of 79°, Great if you are a tourist who came to town  and anticipated using the beach at the state park. Tomorrow looks about the same. Monday too. Tuesday is showing a 50% chance for rain in the forecast from the National Weather Service, but somehow I doubt it. I'll check with Sugar the Weather Dog and get a more accurate report on Tuesday morning.

Speaking of the intrepid weather dog, when she and I went for our morning walk, she had to be coaxed to go any distance. I don't know what was up with her. We made it to the library and then it was a struggle to get her to the newspaper office and finally to the UPS store to return a package. She has a mind of her own, and her mind was set on getting home again, as quickly as possible. Go figure.

Once home I watered the gardens of the palatial estate and then retired to read the newspaper and work the crossword. Prior to the morning walk, Mary made breakfast that used her egg rings and also included some new breakfast sausages that were made of all vegetable ingredients. I liked them. Later we had a late lunch of egg salad, iceberg lettuce, and cottage cheese. All good.

Since I had to go to the welcoming the pirates Irish jam on the waterfront in the evening, a light lunch was appropriate. Since I had to take Abaigeal along, we drove and parked near the waterfront in the municipal parking lot. That lot offers people parking for all activities in the downtown area, including on the waterfront, and at our favorite watering hole, where we ended up after the jam. It was a good thing that we had arrived early, because by the time I was done jamming, the parking lot was filled.

We sounded good, the pirates and the sizable crowd were appreciative. I played and sang an extra few songs with the rhythm section, and a shortened second set to make the experience even better. Mary took some pictures, which I am certain she will share in a future edition of her blog. With a little help from Mary, I donned a few items of clothing that added to my pirate persona. Mary repaired to our favorite watering hole and held down two seats. I guess that she thought I had gotten lost, but when you are having a good time, time can just slip right on away. For those in the know, or who want to be, that's part of a lyric from an old song by Willie Nelson, a song recorded by numerous artists over the years. As always the watering hole was busy, but I was on a musical high, and it felt great just to be alive.

I wish that my baking yak would cooperate. I can ignore the aches while I am walking with Sugar, or jamming, but they come roaring back, no pun intended. I told Mary that if I could just ride around in the car all the time, I'd feel fine. I guess the lumbar supports in the car seats must be just right. Same for my newly supported office chair. Standing on uneven ground near the waterfront while jamming probably exacerbated the aggravation. Oh well, I see the doctor on Monday and I can give him the 411.

A quick report on sports. The boys in blue fell to the Rays, 3 - 4. My beloved Red Sox overcame their losing ways for one game, as they topped the Angels, 4 - 2. The Tigers had to overcome some really sloppy play in the outfield, in the infield and on the bases, to defeat the Blue Jays 5 - 4. The Caps unfortunately were not so lucky, as they lost to the Lansing Lug Nuts, 5 - 7.

Today I will be relaxing after Sugar and I retrieve the newspaper. Mary has a new project, which may take precedence over the one I am highlighting right now. I am totally enjoying this one. Things I thought I knew are either being turned upside down or confirmed. I even got a better grasp on what Adam does for a living. What's not to like?

That looks like enough for one day. The watering is done, and the jam is over, so that just leaves the morning walk with Sugar and some reading. Mary tells me that she needs to get her latest project printed, but I think it has a lesser amount of pages that should allow her to print it in-house. At 10 cents per page, that's an imagined savings of $27.00, if you don 't count the cost of the printer, the toner and cartridge, and the requisite amount of paper.

Once the sun rises at 6:40 a.m. and then sets later at 8:57 p.m., the shorter day will be complete. Ciao.

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