The Blustery Day

I was awakened around 3:00 AM by what sounded like church music. Baffled, I went into the kitchen and found the wind chimes that hang outside next to the kitchen window were going crazy! The wind was gusting and blowing like mad. I debated getting dressed and taking them down, but settled for getting back in bed, putting a pillow over my head and going back to sleep.

When I left for work, I saw the yard was littered with leaves, most of which were still green. They hadn't fallen so much as been ripped off the trees. There were also two good-sized maple limbs down in the front yard. According to the news, there were thousands of homes without power, due to falling limbs.

When I came home for lunch, I picked up the two limbs in the front yard. The wind seemed to have stopped gusting so much and was more like a steady 20 MPH. It was sunny but cool outside, BTW. I noticed that my plastic patio furniture had been tossed about last night as well.

At home after work, the winds were just 12 MPH, so I straighten up the patio and checked the rain gauge. We had a total of just under 1/4 of an inch of rain yesterday, but none today, so I watered the new grass seed.

Back inside, I was just starting the Wednesday night wash (haven't had to do that in like nine weeks now) when the door bell rang. It was Jake and Carla.

They said they had just stopped by to see how things were going. I think they just wanted some of my Labatt's beer (little do they know that within a week or two, it will be just Papst Blue Ribbon). Anyway, we visited, commiserated and planned money-making schemes (up to and including blackmail - look out and you know who you are!)

As they were leaving at about 6:30 PM, I pointed out the old mantle clock (my Grandma's) that had stopped at 5:30 PM. I said, "See, I told you! If it ever stopped, Grandma Goerlich would die! And, now she's dead!"

If you remember, this was a (probably) sicko thing I told the kids when they were young, that if the clock ever stopped, Grandma Goerlich would die. Okay, I am now not proud of that, but at the time (Goerlich weird-ass humor), it struck me as funny.

However, Jake brought me down to earth by saying, "No, Dad... It now seeks another victim. If it stops again, you will be dead..."

Horse-pucky! Nonetheless, the moment they drove off, I rewound it!

I got the laundry started and then went in to see about supper. I ended up warming up the rest of the beef and rice mixture. I watched some TV, but was too tired to stay up for Top Chef at 10:00. Oh well, I'll watch the taped version tomorrow.