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Back to Normal

Tuesday 29 June 2021 | 0 Comments

“I miss Myrtle Beach” was a common refrain today from the Boy. Even though we had (as the kids called it) a crusty hotel, we all enjoyed our time there. Well, the kids enjoyed being there; I enjoyed being with the kids, watching the kids have fun.

Today, we went back to reality, though. Orthodontist appointment, volleyball, swim team. And we cleaned up one of the cars — mine, because it was the most immediately dirty. We’ll get K’s tomorrow.

In the meantime, while we had the pressure washer out, we left a little message in the driveway.

Myrtle Beach 4

Monday 28 June 2021 | 0 Comments

Back at home, I finally got a chance to download images from the X100. I used my phone for most pictures (even though I always insisted I would never do that), but a few times I pulled out the little digital rangefinder.

Myrtle Beach 3.2

Sunday 27 June 2021 | 0 Comments

Myrtle Beach 3

Sunday 27 June 2021 | 0 Comments

Myrtle Beach 2

Saturday 26 June 2021 | 0 Comments

When we woke up this morning, it was raining. It’s bad enough that it’s raining when you’re at the beach; it’s even worse when you’re at the beach saying in what the children have come to call a “crusty hotel.”I suppose that’s What you get when you try to save a little money. Because even if you save money one way you’re going to pay for another. Still there is a right side to staying in this crusty hotel: it makes us stay away from it.

So in the morning we head to an aquarium.

In the afternoon when it clears up, we go to the beach.

And in the evening, the SkyWheel.

Thursday

Thursday 24 June 2021 | 0 Comments

At the Dentist

Tuesday 22 June 2021 | 0 Comments

Probably the only thing about the dentist that the Boy enjoys is the fact that he can watch Cartoon Network the entire time.

The only thing I like about it? No cavities.

Boys’ Lunch

Monday 21 June 2021 | 0 Comments

After visiting with Papa this morning, E and I decided we needed a boys’ afternoon out for lunch. And when it’s a boys’ afternoon out for lunch, we always choose Mexican. And when we choose Mexican, the Boy always chooses the same thing: enchiladas.

The Girl couldn’t go with us because, well, it was a boys’ afternoon, but also because she had her first day at work. I got to see her in her Culver’s uniform, but I didn’t get to snap a picture. Not yet, at least.

Mid-June Thursday

Thursday 17 June 2021 | 0 Comments

Taxi service today: E to scout camp at 8:00. L to volleyball conditioning at 9:00. Pick her up at 10:00.

I had just enough time to pick the first blueberries (or second I guess -- we did pick some yesterday) and to mow the neighbor's yard afterward before heading off to take L to sand volleyball practice (including going to pick up her partner). On the way home, a few errands. Then off to pick up the Boy from scout day camp. Back home to get ready for the swim meet.

He dropped his time from 36 seconds to 31 seconds. Great job! A victory regardless of how he stacked up to the competition.

And then a glance at the "Time Machine" widget at the bottom of MTS: a reminder that four years ago today was just as hectic, but it was in Warsaw:

Tuesday

Tuesday 15 June 2021 | 0 Comments

The morning — I am the taxi driver. E has to go to scout camp. L has to go to volleyball conditioning. Then L has to come home to get ready for orientation. (She got the job.) Then she has to go to that orientation. Driving, driving, driving.

After lunch, I head out and do some weeding.

I’ve no idea how many sweet gum saplings I’ve pulled up this year. I’d guess I’m nearing 300 or so. They’re everywhere. All of the sweet gum trees we have are in backyard, in the corner, where no one really cares about them. For whatever reason, the seed pods from them result in very few saplings. However, the pods from our neighbors’ trees — they’re particularly virulent, I suppose.

In the evening, it’s back to taxi service. L is participating in a summer league. In a city that’s about 40 minutes away from us when we leave for said league because the games start at six. Which means we’re driving in rush hour traffic. Which means the 20-mile trip can take up to 40 minutes…