Back To School and Waffles

12 08 2011

I was anxious to hear how Anna’s two boys were adjusting to public school.  They have been part of a Christian private school for all their early education.  John is in the 4th grade  and Alex is in the 2nd grade.

They are adjusting quite well.  Partly, because Anna enrolled them both in a summer day camp which allowed the boys to get  used to meeting new children.

I’m out of a job though.  I’ve picked up the boys all of their years of private schooling.  I have felt a void this week because it is a routine that had been such a part of me.  I’m on the emergency list though–If Anna needs help in any way.

Anna ate lunch with us today and we had old fashioned waffles.  I’ve made homemade waffles for 37 years now.  It was an inexpensive meal to serve at least once a week when our children were growing up.  Made with plenty of eggs and milk–the waffles provided some good protein and carbs for our growing children.

I don’t make waffles very often any more but it was good to make them today.  It was fun to catch up with the boys week.

Ruth put her stepson in school this week, too.  She and William came by on Monday to get an old chest of drawers that we had bought used in 1979.  She just called to tell me that she spent the day refinishing it.  She found the date that it was made–August the 8th, l958.  And , I gave it to her on August the 8th.  Wow!  Ruth and I always get excited about stuff like that.  William likes school.  He is a student in the Trigg Co. school system.  He gets to ride up and down all the country roads on his school bus.  He especially likes the cafeteria and all the good food that is served each day.

So everyone has had some great experiences this week.  And, the waffles were yummy!

God bless each of you!

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A Hint of Fall In the Air

8 08 2011

After many weeks of heat waves with heat indexes that make life very uncomfortable–there is a hint of fall in the air.  I can tolerate August’s heat because I know fall is just around the corner.I love the grass beginning to dry up.  Those large brown patches make my heart sing.  I’ve never been one to spend a great deal of time or money on my yard.  So the death of it –is always a joy.  I know this offends those who love their yards. 

I love to see the first dried up leaves in the  yards, too.  This is happening quite a bit since we’ve been absolutely scorched by the sun.  We pay to have our yard cut–so the end of yard season makes me want to dance.  We’ve a bit to go though–but the end is soon here.

I’ve already been scouting the second hand shops for more harvest decorations.  I’ve put away all of my spring and summer decorations.  I do love my potted plants but they are with me all year long.

Labor Day is my favorite 3 day weekend.  Just a few more weeks to go before it arrives.  It is then that I begin some of my fall cleaning.  I also begin to prepare a winter pantry of canned goods to last throughout any winter crisis that might occur. 

I have my air conditioning off today and it looks like it might be off the rest of the week.  I love open windows.  I love the cool nights.  Here’s to the first faint hope of Fall.

God bless each of you!