Another Cold, Snowy Sunday Morning, No Surprise

7:46

It was light in our bedroom when I woke, just after 7:00, so it was nice to get an extra half an hour of sleep.  It is colder than yesterday, just 12º outside and either foggy or snowy, since nothing is clear, just a blur, so different from the arctic blue skies and sun of a couple of days ago.  By the way, I looked more closely and it's snowing outside, no fog, that will have to wait for spring.

We both woke energetic yesterday morning, were in the car by 8:45, for yoga and a workout at the YMCA.  It was not that cold but we had only two other women in class, so it was nice to have lots of room, personal attention.  Evie, too, found the Y fairly empty at 9:00, but much more crowded when she left abut 10:15.  She picked me up at Ryder's Cup and we were home by noon, in time for me to get the trash together for my weekly trip to the Transfer Station.  I miss the old truck, the veteran guys who handled my trash; change sucks, even if it's your weekly garbage run.

Chautauqua Lake Girls Win

The Grice's picked us up around 2:15 and we drove to Jamestown High, to watch Chautauqua Lake girls play the district final basketball game against Randolph.  A bit of basketball overload, since we went to the Maple Grove game the night before, but it's fun to be part a crowd, a winning team. Chautauqua Lake, now 20-1, beat Randolph easily, despite the presence of one of the best female athletes in the past decade, McKenna Maycock, only a junior from Randolph.  She was in the top five in the nation in the decathlon last summer, as well as the best volleyball player in the area.  She averages 30 points a game in basketball, and was triple teamed most of the game by Chautauqua Lake, a feisty talented and young group, led by their two nifty, unselfish inside players, each with twenty plus points.

At The Press Room Restaurant, Downtown Jamestown

After the game, we went to a newly refurbished restaurant called The Press Room, across the street from the Jamestown Ice Arena, a part of Shawbucks, a bar that often has music groups on weekends. The Press Room is set off from the bar, seats around forty people, and the chef is our neighbor Corky Maitland's son in law.  We were there early but by the time we left there was a nice crowd, a couple of tables of eight to ten people.  We all enjoyed our meals, from chicken wings, to a flat bread pizza, to a citrus shrimp and scallop dinner.  Service was friendly and quick, and we had a good time catching up with Jane and Jerry.  We were on the road for home by 7:00, so we had a night of HOUSE OF CARDS ahead of us if we wanted, which we did.  We watched three more episodes as Francis  gets deeper and deeper into morass of political favors, hypocrisy, and ego.  Surprise. Despite his seeming success, even the setting up and arrest of his nemesis, Lucas, the Washington Post newsman, he's doomed, as is his wife, like Macbeth and his wife in Shakespeare.  It will just take time, seven more episodes to be precise.