NEW VIEW FOR INTERVIEWS Attendance vs. involved. As I attend the annual safety conference this week, I have a bigger suitcase for my activities than I do for clothes. As I will be doing live interviews, my "tools" of the trade need their own little nest on wheels that I can drag the 1/2 mile from the hotel to the Center. And no cute shoes. It's the old orthotics or maybe I'll just get a golf cart. I do not remember other "senior" board members working so hard. They usually sit in the office and receive homage from their younger peers. I know a situation of my own making. But I am kind of pumped to interview the high rescue dude from Colorado. We had a great pre--interview phone call and shutting us up may be the biggest challenge.
ADVENTURES WITH JP The grandson has had a rough couple of weeks. Latest was while feinting backwards and forwards to catch the football (I think) he crashed down and fractured his wrist. Several hours and a molded cast later he is officially at half speed. Though he seems to be able to dress, eat and perform bodily functions without assistance. He will always remember the date, however as it was on eclipse day. That's the second incident this year where Mom or Dad had to be called to the school for an emergency. Boys are different I guess. Also apparently it is possible for admirers to sign an ace bandage covering the cast. UPDATE: JP is doing even better than expected or his parents have a lot of faith as his Mother posted a picture of him operating their biggest ATV with the two of them as passengers. Though still one-armed his intense look of concentration on the road was comforting.
We picked him up for a treat (and to assure myself he was ok) after school one day last week which morphed into dinner. After he ordered his favorite Mountain Dew, he kind of mumbled "I shouldn't have ordered that". Though the advantage is lost on him at this age, his young-looking countenance usually garners a kid's menu and smaller drinks with lids. When he politely and loudly asks for a regular menu they are surprised and apologetic. He went with the flow as he had been in the restaurant before (we hadn't) so he got a very small portion of the drink which he didn't finish. However another attribute of the boy is his honesty. He told his Mom he had Mountain Dew at dinner. Boy, he and I both got the lecture on caffeine on a school night. Being Nana I did not throw him under the bus and defend by saying he knew better. He apparently drinks sparkling ice water at home-how cosmopolitan. Here we just have "the pink stuff" as he calls it, Crystal Light pink lemonade. So technically he did not have much caffeine, however, we both took our lumps and moved on with our lives.
ECLIPSED BY The most beautiful day this week was Monday - eclipse day. I was able to sit out the entire time and hear the tree frogs kick in at its height, though it never really got dark. Amazing how we believed in science to such an extent that people made reservations and drove 100's of miles to be a part of the spectacle based on scientific calculations. Funny how that works. But there is something to be said for so many of us focusing on this marvelous event in the natural world and enjoying a magical moment free of division and controversy. Though MTG tried to relate it to God messaging us that we are bad doobies. Because she's not too bright she may not know earthquakes occur frequently as well as eclipses every 18 months. Not to mention her rant defending Putin. At least she's not shy about who's paying her and who she represents. I think she better keep an eye out for lightning bolts, just saying. Meanwhile the speaker and that other guy in Florida, who thinks he's still in charge, had a news conference about passing a bill that is already in the books while Arizona merrily drags women back to the 19th century. Back to business as usual.
SPRINGING CONTINUES Although there was really no winter, spring is cascading headlong into the void. My next harbingers are the hyacinths who have graciously spread their beauty a bit further this year. Their eventual take-over of the kidney shaped garden spot, though fleeting, is eagerly anticipated. Another sure sign is the appearance of Mr & Mrs Mallard perusing the backyard during the rain looking for a dry spot for brood raising. The Grand River is across the street and there is an empty house directly across from us on the river but apparently that real estate is already occupied. I'm thinking the ancient wood pile provides adequate cover and shade. The eventual mad dash with the babies for the river is fraught with danger and general hilarity dodging cars, deer, turkey buzzards, small children. etc. Peace out....💚 💙💛
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