Tonight I went for a long walk and talk with a friend. We decided to go out to the Little Red Park across the river from where I live. It’s a nice piece of wild land inside our city limits with lots of walking trails.
I was out there a few weeks ago and, as I was watching a goose squawk at me and take off for the water of the pond beside us, I noticed the reason for the commotion – a nest with about three eggs. I had inadvertently scared her away from her nest.
Tonight we took a little detour on our walk so I could check on the nest. This time I made sure I did not get so close as to frighten her. She was there sitting on the nest.
Tonight our wildlife treat was watching a big fat beaver. It seemed to be oblivious to the presence of all the onlookers. It strolled nonchalantly on the grass nibbling at sticks and dandelions.
Yesterday, I was out doing chores – running around town picking up stuff I would need from various stores. I left rather late in the afternoon since everyone else was away and I didn’t think anyone would be home for supper until maybe 9pm. I was surprised when I drove into the garage and saw that Leo was already home. He had been down in Saskatoon for some meeting – oh, yeah and golf.
Sara was down there getting a very fancy hairdo – real hair attached into her own. Long real hair. Very expensive real hair. It is a late birthday present, something she has wanted for a long time and has been saving up till closer to grad. Her boyfriend graduates this month and she wants to look special. I hope she likes it since this is “the” hairdo of the year. (Actually she looks just too gorgeous and only 16!) I will try and sneak a picture in here if she will let me get one that meets with her approval.
No one had had supper yet except Sara – she ate in Saskatoon with her older sister.
Sometimes you would think I had forbidden anyone else in the house to think of cooking something in my absence.
I asked Patrick to put some burgers on the barbecue. He went to start it and broke the lighter. We had one match left in the house. He knew how to work that. Those crazy “childproof” lighters. Takes an intelligent woman to operate one.
Then he said he would sure like to go the Star Wars but did not want to go alone. I wanted to go too but not alone. So on the spur of the moment we decided to go.
This left Leo to finish cooking his own burgers. We had put them on. We reminded him to turn them as we left. They had all disappeared when we returned close to 1am. I hope they were OK. I don’t smell burnt meat. But did he eat them all?
Well, I guess he did not burn the burgers. But he did eat them all! Well, it is not as bad as that may sound – only three. Still it was an opportunity for me to remind him that he should not have – that burgers can safely be kept in the fridge and eaten later.
Then today at noon, we had company for lunch. For some reason the kids got around to discussing Leo’s cooking abilities. I assured them that in days of yore he had actually made an awesome pot of chilli. Not just once either. But they assured me that somewhere along the way he had lost his cooking skills. He made the most gross omelet once to feed the kids, I guess. As they put it “He just threw in a whole hunk of cheese – didn’t grate it or anything.” But they don’t mind too much if he is in charge. He can be persuaded to order in with absolutely no arm twisting.