I was surprised by the response to the poem. I liked it very much and it seemed to appeal many of us. The writer was talking about her son; it could as readily apply to our daughters and grandkids.
I've spent the past hour answering comments and know I missed some of you. Not complaining you understand. Thanks to everyone for the comments on the poem and our San Francisco trip even if I missed responding personally.
Maybe tomorrow I can get back to greeting new visitors. Links are difficult when my eyes keep closing and I sure don't want to do them twice. For now, consider yourselves greeted.
For anyone who's interested, here's a link to the local paper and its article on the heat. I have heat rash on my left arm (driving of course) and on my back and neck as well. Yesterday I was feeling sick and I'm sure the heat was most of it. Today I'm much better. Even the swamp coolers can't deal with day after day of 110° and up. I keep a careful eye on my husband. The girls are fine but they're spending more time in the house than they would normally. Not quite fine; Rebecca has a case of prickly heat very like mine and we've been rinsing each other's backs with cool water. It seems to help. We'll worry about modesty later. We can't reach our own backs and we're both female. Makes sense to me.
Enough. You must be as tired of the weather as I. Heard from a friend that St. Louis (or the part where she lives) has their power back. We haven't lost power yet but I keep expecting it.
Kept my usual coffee date today and was joined by another friend (and Rebecca). The two were meeting for the first time and seemed to hit it off. Rebecca enjoyed herself. My friend always has new jokes for her and today a new business card for her collection. Came home, did a tiny amount of housework, finally made Elcie's spaghetti, and collapsed again. We'll all pitch in on the house when the weather breaks but we can't do much at a time. I keep the kitchen and bathrooms reasonably clean, the laundry washed, and the garbage taken out. I can deal with clutter later. If I start on it, Ray will feel compelled to be out there helping and it's the last thing he needs to be doing. Priorities again.
Tonight was the PFLAG steering committee meeting. It's usually fun since we all like each other and it's informal. We're planning another bowling night and possibly a social night of bingo once we check on the local ordinances. If we don't charge, we're probably okay but I want to make sure. We're a 501(c) - non profit for any who don't know - so we have to be very careful.
What else? Oh, my National Guard son (with the new baby) is headed for the border day after tomorrow. Should be there for a couple of months. And they're in the midst of moving as well. Timing is everything but Tim will be there to help. Jim will have his job waiting for him. At least it's not Iraq; the old back injury kept him out at the last minute.
Between my mini vacation on Sunday, spending much of Monday asleep, and my social calendar today, I'm way behind on visiting blogs so please know I'm not ignoring you. I'll get there eventually.
Take care everyone.