It’s been a couple of days. Perhaps life is falling into a
routine or perhaps it’s just too hot to think. Both statements represent a part of the truth,
unfortunately. The unpacking process
stalled out waiting for one or the other
little thing. Inspiration dropped off,
and while the clutter is slowly being replaced with furniture, it’s still
pretty close to the surface. I need some
significant boosts in motivation and commitment, in other words a swift kick.
Surely, some will oblige.
Remember
all the temperature records set last winter and spring in Minnesota with the warmest March and April on
record. Apparently record setting
follows me, as Atlanta hit an all time high of 106° degrees on Saturday. Never before in recorded meteorology had the mercury climbed to the 106 mark. The relatively low dew point was the only
relief. But, did you know that the hottest day in Minneapolis was 108° in July of 1936? I did not know, nor would I have guessed or
bet money that the Minneapolis record would exceed the Atlanta one. So is it
Hotlanta or is it Minnehotapolis?
Though the
new entertainment center remained empty for a week, Tuesday will mark a new experience
for me – HDTV. My new Toshiba 46 inch LCD comes from Best
Buy then. A pan of lasagna, a salad and
some garlic bread buy me a great set up and test crew. Hopefully, the draw of the big screen will
pull me away from the seduction of the small screen. Maybe I can even get some knitting or
needlework accomplished.
Thursday,
I got an invitation to a late September wedding in England. Well, it was combined with the more likely invitation
to a reception in River Falls two weeks after the wedding. While I would love an excuse to visit Great
Britain, that option doesn’t seem viable. However, I am pondering the possibility of attending the reception and making a
little visit to Minnesota while it is still nice there.
Following
that lovely invitation, Friday’s mail included a large square envelope graced with
a beautifully scripted current Lawrenceville address. Surely it had to be a letter
or invitation from someone who knows me, but there was no return address on the
front. Flipping it over, the return
address was Golden Valley, MN. Though
that did not sound familiar, I opened the envelope and indeed pulled out an invitation - to my choice of a luncheon or supper in Glencoe (MN) to hear the latest information
about the best hearing aids for me. Those of you who have not hit SC (Senior
Citizen) status, be prepared. The hearing
aid companies know you turned up your music
too loud and attended thunderous concerts, so you will need their
services. Now let me assure you, they
will also follow you to the ends of the earth or at least to Georgia.
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