A Typical Day

I woke early though not as early as usual, around 7:00, turned on the coffee and went out side just in time to have the paper thrown at me, unbeknowest to the paper man. It was funny, and he laughed an apologized for not having seen me. The Post Journal can be read in about five minutes but I give it more time, starting with the obituaries, always, because there are maybe five or six a day, in contrast to the Plain Dealer which has 50 to 100 a day. Most of them are in their eighties, have grown up and lived in Jamestown all their life. Most have worked at blue collar jobs, on farms, or if a woman, in some form of service. All are active in their churches or other organizations, whether Moose, American Legion, or church. Then on to the conservative columnists, usually, although Mark Shields appears once a week. This is a very conservative areas for the most part, though I hope the younger people aren't so set in their ways. Lots of stories having to do with anything in the area, from top students, to club meetings, to awards, to meetings, to what is happening that day. The sports page is filled with high school sports, almost all white kids, which is such a contrast to Cleveland. The area teams are surprisingly good, having won championships in football and basketball within the last couple of years. I went to a local game last week, Maple Grove, which won both football and basketball last year. They have a highly recruited kid and he was fun to watch, though they lost in the last second. It cost a buck to get in, a surprise to say the least. After the newspaper, I have my breakfast of cup up oranges and grapefruit, then yogurt with oatmeal/flax mix, trail mix, and frozen blue berries. Not much hurry as Evie is usually in the kitchen, getting ready for the day, usually of baking something, either cookies for the kids or Drew, or bread, pizza, something good. I pots around, though over the past few days I have been busy organizing close to 1500 slides, quite a task. I want to get them digitalized, so they will be around forever, as if any other than the family might care. We then headed to Lakewood, shopped at Brigiottas, Aldi's and Wegmans, spending close to 150 bucks, and we didn't buy at meat. It's amazing how the bill adds up and he were certainly are not extravagant though we tend to buy anything if it's for our grandchildren, Brigiotta's is a local Italian market, which is fun to go to since it's nice to support local businesses, and it's usually filled with golden agers like us. After lunch, a brief nap, during Stephen Colbert, we went to the doctors office in Mayville, to get my tb test checked; of course, it took 15 minutes in the waiting room for the nurse to spend 30 seconds with me. The good side is there is a great trail, called the Portage Path, just on the other side of the street, across from the Mayville Clinic. We cross country skied for close to an hour, on a well groomed path(by snowmobiles, no doubt), but it's all woods, though on either side signs continually remind us of private property. I am not sure how far it goes, but we enjoyed it, though a few snowmobiles fumes tended to mitigate our 'irrational happiness.' The trail itself is quite flat so it's an easy ski for our inexperience and because its groomed, we were able to move fairly easily. We then headed home, arriving at 5:30 and here I sit, writing this as Evie gets dinner ready, as well as cookies for Valentines Day. I am cooking burgers out tonight and we will watch the movie Rendition as long as its not too violent. A typical day.