Sunday, August 23, 2009
We are back from the Woolfoot tour of the family haunts in old New York state. It was a looong drive back to the Last House. We made the drive on Thursday evening because I had to work Friday. We live almost an hour and a half from my office, and it wasn't easy after all that driving to get home to climb back in the car first thing Friday morning and head out again.
I was feeling a little sorry for myself because I practically live in my car when, at a stop sign in Stowe, Vermont, a small car passed me going the other direction with an enormous St. Bernard hanging its head out of the passenger window. If dogs could smile, that dog was smiling. This cheered me up and got me thinking about how we've got to take the rough with the smooth. Driving all the time stinks, but once in a while you get a St. Bernard hanging out of a Corolla, and that helps.
Other rough/smooth aspects of this weekend.
Thinking about the fact that my brother in Dallas is getting married at the end of the year. Smooth.
Checking Hotwire and everyplace else to find out how much it will cost to buy plane tickets from Burlington to Dallas. Rough.
Playing with the Wii game system we got just before our trip. Smooth.
Facing body mass index measurement that Wii Phit gave me yesterday. Rough. Very rough. The Wii more or less called me names.
Looking forward to having the air conditioner I got from my ex-stepfather while I was on my trip. Smooth.
Installing said air conditioner in the bedroom window during this torrid weekend. Rough, and sweaty.
The fact that that the air conditioner doesn't really work. Rougher.
Friend and her daughter visiting for lunch today. Smooth.
Whusband's menu choice of slow-cook stew and having to wash a million dishes in torrid weather. Rough.
All four of us hanging around the house all day on a Sunday. Rough and smooth in nearly equal measures.
OK - Must go and practice some reading with Shackleton. Best wishes for a smooth Monday.