I tried to "take it easy" yesterday and nurse my cold, but it didn't quite happen. I wanted Michael to try the climbing clinic [see last post] so in the pouring rain I shlepped to the climbing gym and sat there with my big box of Kleenex and my bottle of water. It was sufficiently interesting that I wasn't bored at all, which was nice.
When I was small, I climbed all over the kitchen, climbing up into closet, etc. I was a renowned climber before the age of 5. Of course, most of that was motivated by insatiable curiosity and a compulsion to find any chocolate that ever entered the house.
We had to buy groceries yesterday, Michael and I, so we went to Publix, which is smaller than Kroger and easier to walk. I let Michael drive. He's driving very well.
The boys U-18 ALTA team that I captain got to play yesterday afternoon, after the rain stopped, thank goodness. I didn't go to the match. I thought it would be foolish for me to sit outside for several hours on a cold, rainy day. The boys won, which is great.
I saw a recipe on Facebook yesterday for Red Lobster Cheddar Bay Bisquits, which I love. I made a batch for dinner yesterday. They looked really weird in the oven. It didn't occur to me until after I took them out, however, that I had forgotten a very important ingredient - the CHEESE! Dang it's bad to be half braindead due to cold medicine...
I posted some more photos on the Facebook page started by my cousin in the name of our great grandfather, Robert E. Butler. It's fun scanning in the old photos and seeing the past jump out at you. There is some controversy on identifying everyone in the photos, however.
Most of the oldest folks in the family do not use computers.
Anyway, here's a great shot which was made on Coney Island, sometime in the 1920's. It shows Wilma [my grandmother, in the middle]