The holiday season is finally completed. I must admit to some relief. Our time was pleasant but truly, I am eager to get back to a more normal routine. The kids start backup at Oak Ridge today and I can only imagine what the educators are going thru trying to motivate their pupils. After a couple of warm and sunny days, we are back to the dreary, cloudy bone crushing cold days.
We are embroiled in the process of getting Shannon's wheelchair repaired and was really surprised that we have a now really effective occupational therapist. We have been battling wheelchairs, the process of repair and replacement for decades. She is due for new one later this year and I hope it goes smoothly.
So I am at the local 7-11 in the early am purchasing the Free Press. The guy behind the counter is a 50 something gray haired man looking like it had been a long night. There is another man buying smokes in front of me, followed by a little, paunchy, balding man buying multiple coffees. The place is pretty silent. We all hear a sound. Everyone looks puzzled. Then we realize it is a trumpeting elephant. We all smile. The coffee guy reaches for his phone. Its his wife making a request to buy something. What does say about this relationship?
We have kids for a couple of hours this afternoon. Dinner is all made and ready to microwave. This system works quite well. The afternoon should not be too exciting. This is ok.
Are we going to have wall (barrier - fence - slat structure)? Feeling bad for the federal employees with no pay and no end in sight for this shutdown. The bitching will really start with the tax refunds are supposed to come out. Neither side seems to be moving. Our country is really suffering with all the conflicts in government. And as much as I applaud the success of many female candidates, I cannot help but think that John Conyers replacement misspoke with her comments about impeachment. She might not be taken seriously when painted with a broad brush. I hope that she does prevail however. We will see how our new governor does. Will she fix the damn roads? Will Flint have drinkable water coming out of their pipes? Will Detroit's children be educated?
At my wife's insistence, I will seen more doctors to have myself evaluated inside and out. Never been to a dermatologist. Fair folks like me with years of no sunscreen are subject to skin damage. We will find out how I do.
Visited a restaurant in Ferndale recently, most enjoyably (Pops for Italian). It brings to mind what a cool place Ferndale has been for a long time. One place comes to mind in particular. Back in the 70's we all bought records and later cassette tapes. The premier recording emporium was on 9 mile road called Sam's Jams. This was an independent store the stocked recordings of all genres of music and a good batch of rarities. They also had a paragraph posted about new recordings so the purchaser could read a synopsis of the music. They even had live musical performances. I saw a young Joey Defrancesco play they Hammond B3 organ with my son at this site, all for no charge I might add. I am sure there were others. This place was filled with music lovers of all ages.
all for now
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