Wednesday
the 30th. Okay, this is a good snapshot of my bachelor life this week.
I walk in the door around eight this evening, ten minutes later the door flies
back open,
smoke rolling out, I'm in the middle of the smoke, running, oven mitts on,
tripping over the cat, carrying a pan piled high with this black burnt smoking
stuff. Yep, I guess I don't really cook that much anymore.
Grandma Sue is able to do more and more on her own, she has really worked hard at rehabilitating. The current plan is for Sue to come back to Mount Airy with us this weekend. The boys have been outside their normal routine for quite a while and are probably approaching the limit of how long they can behave. And of course I am anxious to help Amy out, that's been the hard part for me this week, not being able to help out any and knowing how tired everyone must be getting. I put the photo of our good friend Samuel online because I know Amy has missed seeing him.
So, since I'm still batching it, I spent time this evening paddling into a wonderful March sunset on Belews Lake before returning home and almost burning the kitchen down. Last week I went through my classical inventory. Just seemed like the time of year to put on Vivaldi's Four Seasons. This week I'm blowing the dust off some CDs that haven't seen the player in years but all of which spent plenty of time on repeat play during the early nineties, albums like Neil Young's Harvest Moon, Dinosaur Jr's Where You Been, Tracy Chappin's Matters of the Heart, and The Jesus and Mary Chain's Stoned and Dethroned. Great albums, wonderful albums, just not the kind of albums you play for your four year old.
