A Busy Saturday Lake Morning

A Frozen Lake Erie

7:58

It's 8:36 and we are both up, having slept in until 8:00. It's cloudy and 18º with another winter warning for tonight. The ice fishermen are out, most off of Long Point despite the cold. 

View Of Lake Erie From Hardscrabble Road

Chautauqua Creek

Open Water

Yesterday was not the best of days. It started with a bad night, probably because I was worried about getting up early because the dishwasher repair guy was coming at 7:00. Anyways, I made it up and the dishwasher was fixed but I still felt off for some reason. Evie left for kindergarten at 9:30 and I was not sure whether to do anything. I finally decided to drive to Westfield, pick up a CD of Evie's CT Scan and then drive to Barcelona and, if up to it, walk along Chautauqua Creek to Lake Erie. Despite the cold and wind, I actually enjoyed the short walk along the creek although the path was all ice beneath the snow. The lake was amazing, ice volcanoes along the shoreline, frozen out to a certain point. Afterward, I drove to Barcelona Harbor, where I picked up a couple of frozen walleye filets at Westfield Fishery. On the way home, I stopped for coffee at Full Strength Coffee Company and ran into my former yoga teacher, Jen. 

Lake Erie

Beach

Fence, Bench, Beach, Sky

I was home by 1:00, tired and cold, pulled the stir fry from Thursday out of the refrigerator, heated up in the microwave and I had lunch. I knew something was wrong after I ate because I was still really tired so I took a long hour and a half nap and woke up with a stomachache. Evie was home from school when I got up and as usual, filled me in on her class. I relaxed on the couch, drinking both soda water and ginger ale, hoping I would feel better. We were both supposed to go to the Reg Lenna with friends for a film but I didn't feel well and Evie was tired from her class, so we bailed out unfortunately.

Evie made me scrambled eggs and toast for dinner which tasted good and we watched The Pit, on Apple TV, some HGTV shows, and once Evie went to bed, some of my series and basketball. Fortunately, I feel better this morning, so whatever was wrong with me lasted only a day. 

The following is the first paragraph of an article posted on Facebook which I found right on. 

Andrew Coyne, a highly respected Canadian columnist with the Globe and Mail, pulls no punches on the incoming US administration:

“Nothing mattered, in the end. Not the probable dementia, the unfathomable ignorance, the emotional incontinence; not, certainly, the shambling, hate-filled campaign, or the ludicrously unworkable anti-policies. The candidate out on bail in four jurisdictions, the convicted fraud artist, the adjudicated rapist and serial sexual predator, the habitual bankrupt, the stooge of Vladimir Putin, the man who tried to overturn the last election and all of his creepy retinue of crooks, ideologues and lunatics: Americans took a long look at all this and said, yes please.