Part of our daily routine here at the AMI Hodge Podge Lodge is wasting spending time doing this
It makes for some interesting conversations--for example:
Sam: Are we going to blurt or not blurt this time?
(referring to our house rules about keeping the answer to oneself until all players have arrived at the correct response. Involves, but not limited to gloating, hand-raising, hints, groans and an occasional obscene gesture)
Me: No blurting, unless, of course you guys think we should blurt this time.
Everyone: OK, no blurting.
Me: First puzzle:
6 letter word that follows each of these words
Sam: What's that?
Me: It's something to do with death
Mom (explaining to Sam): Like a pall-bearer
Me: Way to give the answer Mom. We said "no blurting"
Mom: I didn't mean to give the answer--it just kind of fell out.
Me: Which, to the best of my knowledge, is blurting.
Mom: Not really, I wasn't trying to give the answer, I was just trying to explain what it meant. It's only blurting if you know it's the answer.
Me: Sound of cork popping from wine bottle.
Sam and I both came down with bad colds. The bad news is, we were out of commission for a couple days. The good news is, after a trip to a walk-in clinic and 4 prescriptions later, we are both feeling much better. Sam was hit especially hard with a horrible cough.
So, it's a new day here at the beach. Forecast for the next week in the upper 70s with plenty of sunshine.
Things are looking up.
Louise: There were some guys windsurfing at the beach today
Me: Yes, I saw them when I came back from my walk
Louise: I looked up and the one guy was bare-naked. He was changing into his wet suit.
Me: (at table working on computer--suddenly paying closer attention) W00--H00, Louise, did you get flashed?
Louise: I guess maybe I did
Mom: She was kind of disappointed it was only the back side.
Mom and I are home alone while Louise and Sam make a run to the library and the hardware store. It's been a quiet, good day here. Here's the front of our house--I talked Mom into posing
It's nothing fancy. But we like the location and that it is all on one level--no steps.
This morning I went to the post office. As I put the car in reverse, there was a loud HONK! A small red car darted behind me. I wasn't even close to backing up and thought I had been victim of premature road rage. The junky red Jetta pulled into a parking spot and as soon as I looked at the license plate, it made perfect sense.
I stand guilty of license plate profiling. It happens a lot here. Just listen to the locals and read the letters to the editor in the island paper.
We are off to the Star Fish Company now....maybe I'll post pictures of our dinner when we get back.
Mom is on the left, Louise on the right. It was a little breezy. I think Mom is afraid to take off her coat. It's kind of a Minnesotan security blanket. She would never want any of her relatives to know she was out in her "shirtsleeves" on Feb 1