Brrr!
I just came in from the garage porch. Now that the days are getting longer, I enjoy hitting the rocking chair and watching some after supper news with Dennis and the cats. The furnace keeps the porch above freezing and when Dennis and I take a cup of coffee out, it’s not hard to give the thermostat a nudge. Though I wouldn’t think 50 degrees was warm enough to sit round in in our home, it is acceptable for the porch. Stepping out on the patio to return to the house, that 50 degrees felt like I was leaving a heat wave and entering the Arctic. Hopefully, tonight will be the last of the minus 0 degree temps.
Today I ventured for lunch with a dear friend. We had worked together for years, each in different counties of Minnesota. Doreen has pinned 2016 for her leave of county government. Needless to say, she is looking forward to being able to try out her next venue . . . that of being a hermit. We have grandchildren similar in age and we have had “in the olden days . . . ” that were also similar. It is such a good visit when we can lay our cards on the table and share thoughts and ideas as if we had seen each other on a weekly basis. Ironically, we share situations with adult children that we would never have seen coming when we were young mothers striving to be the best parents with what we knew or had to work with. We both agree that now we are older mothers still striving to be the best parents with what we know and what we have to work with. Go figure.
Nothing finishes off a good day as having Dennis greet me with a cup of coffee here on the most sought after place in St. James . . . Stauffer Avenue. The surprise for him was that Doreen had sent home several boxes of Girl Scout cookies for him to enjoy. Hmm, I may not be able to see where he tucked them, but I know he will enjoy them.