It is raining. . .

Almost threw it out but decided to repot the cyclamen. 

I'm surprised at how hard it is raining this Sunday morning. We are hoping to go to Thompson for the Yankee Flyers Float Fly later today. I hope it works out. Spent a good day yesterday with Kiddo. He and Grampa got up way before getting up time and took off without me for breakfast at McD's. He was so funny as he explained to me how they weren't going to tell me how they sneaked out as I slept! Struck me as funny and made me happy to see these guys trying to get away with something! Like grandfather like grandson! I ended up with a fantastic B and C sax concert after Grampa left for Wrentham and his flying buddies. The Kiddo was having a good time, especially after he had practiced his two notes and then really enjoyed playing as many other notes as he could muster. I am amazed at how heavy the sax is. I ordered another neck strap for him with a pad but particularly a good slide lock. The strap provided for him does not have a locking mechanism and it unhooks easily which can be dangerously expensive if he loses his grip or doesn't  realize the instrument is not connected to the strap. Of course he also needed a new book, Egyptology! He and middle child are working on his Ninja Mercat puppet due Friday. Seems to be finding 4th Grade somewhat challenging but I think he's just having trouble settling in to do the hard work that is now expected of him. I'm sure he will meet the expectations once he accepts the fact that he can't be lazy and must actually do some work!

Spent part of yesterday afternoon at the Youth Football Complex in Central Village watching our great nephew rush the ball through the middle of the line! His Dad seems to be a really terrific coach and his Pépère isn't too shabby either! I really enjoyed watching these young kids play even though I do not like tackle football for kids under 22 years of age! One of my prejudices. Flag football at all levels suits me just fine! I remember playing as a kid and because I was the smallest one I was given the ball and protected by the big guys like Charlie L. Man, I used to run like hell! At least that's how I like to remember it. I'm sure the big guys were just indulgent. Nostalgia is not necessarily truthful! Another plus at the game was visiting with Moosup niece and her lovely daughter P plus, added bonus, could hang out with sister and sister-in-law. And . . . the Packers won 14-13. Amen.

Slacker that I am I forgot to make my bed and do my stretches this morning! Time to get to work.

Quote:  Genius is nothing but continued attention.   ___Helvetius