Sunday, September 6, 2015

Good evening GH. It is just passing 11:30 p.m. in "The City." As you may have noticed, I didn't write a blog last night. I was feeling a bit under the weather, so I decided to just stay in bed until about 9:00 a.m. this morning. I'm feeling better now, so I will give it a go.

I made some soup this afternoon. It was/is a variation on my world famous squash/kale recipe. I used fresh kale from the gardens of the PE, along with zucchini from those same gardens. Mary picked up some garlic from Health Hutt, and along with some carrots, onion, and spices from Mary's larder, I was ready to go.

I chopped, I sauteed, I boiled, I simmered, and voila, the soup was done. I ended with a bit more than four quarts. I tried some for dinner, and I pronounce it delicious. But then, just about any soup is delicious to me.

Mary is in her kitchen now, futzing, and she seems as happy as a clam. Hmmm, is that a food reference?

In sports, the boys in blue took another from the D'backs, this one with a score of 6 - 4. They are now 21 games over .500, but behind the Cardinals and the Pirates who played tonight, The Pirates won, 7 - 1. Along the way this afternoon, Kris Bryant hit the longest home run of the Cubs season. The Tigers were not so fortunate, losing to the Indians, 0 - 4. My beloved Red Sox, also took another game from the Phillies, 6 - 2. They are now only eight games under .500. The Caps in what is their next to last game of the regular season, edged the Great Lakes Loons, 5 - 4. They open their playoff series on September, 9.

Earlier this afternoon, I did more highlighting for Mary. I am now down to 134 pages to go. I have it on good authority, that the next book won't be as hard to work on. Time will tell, as I know that somewhere in there, I'll be editing the index for the book I am highlighting now.

Tomorrow is Adam's birthday. He'll be 41. It seems like only yesterday that he was 40. Actually, I was reminiscing about the day he was born. Naturally, like with most babies, the time of birth was in the early morning hours. Since this was 41 years ago, and they didn't let fathers in the delivery room when they were doing a C-section, I had to wait in the father's waiting room. I vividly remember that a Lutheran minister came into the room and asked if I was Adam's father. My heart sank. The minister was dressed with a clerical collar, and looked like a priest. Fortunately, he told me that both Mary and Adam were doing fine. I remember being in a fog after that visit.

We named him Adam Joshua after the first born son on the TV series Bonanza> Adam was the first born son of Ben Cartwright. The Joshua was because the initial "J" would look good on the back of a pro football or baseball jersey when coupled with the initial "A". I had visions of A. J. Wendt on the back of one of those jerseys. I guess that those names look good on a business card too.

Otherwise, not much is happening. I watered the gardens yesterday and I will have to water them again in the morning. Mary tells me that the forecast is calling for T-storms tomorrow evening and continuing into Tuesday, but this being GH, I am not holding my breath. Right now, the temperature outside the WW is 75 very muggy degrees. The sun will rise tomorrow morning at 7:15 a.m. and set at 8:10 p.m. The tourist traps will be empty, and vacancies will once again abound on Tuesday. My Thanks to Jimmy Buffett for that sentiment. Ciao.

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