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Four potential drivers
Three jobs
Three packers
Two cars
Two Soccer Players
Two vacation days
One Doctor Appointment
One Play
One Walker
One Carpool

It’s a puzzle

C just pulled the morning paper into the house. After a minute or so of perusing he noticed it wasn’t quite what he had been used to seeing in the AM.

Sea-town has two main papers. The PI was AM and the Times was PM. We got the PM Paper based on when we could actually read it. Several years ago the Times changed to AM, so much for our schedule, but we did not change. Now, maybe the PI, which appears to generally be the weaker paper from an economic stability standpoint, is trying a forcible takeover of customers. It frequently has more interesting sports news, so you think we might be swayed rather easily. And really – do you think we are going to run down to the corner newstand and swap? or will we just read what is delivered.

Good Shepard Center, from Historic Seattle

We went and saw a friend’s production of The Importance of Being Earnest.
Our friends, the grownups, their daughter and several other high school age students staged the show.
It was great! I was so impressed.  Ashlan is trying to see it on Wednesday.

They staged the show in a space on the fourth floor of the Good Shepard Center.
The following is a brief description of the building’s history.

Original Owners: Sisters of the Good Shepherd.

Historic Seattle’s Role:

After providing over 60 years of service to young women seeking shelter, education, and training (like, home for unwed mothers and other forms of reform), declining numbers of residents forced the Home of the Good Shepherd to close in 1973. After the Wallingford community defeated a proposal to turn the 11-acre site into a shopping center, the City of Seattle bought the property in 1975 with Forward Thrust and Federal Revenue Sharing funds and then transferred the buildings to Historic Seattle for use as a multi-purpose community center. The project is listed in the National Register of Historic Places and gained Offical City of Seattle Landmark status on September 10, 1984.

What I have found about the olympics this year – I stay up too late.

Good night.

5:45 AM and up on a Saturday.
Yes it is time to walk again (in an hour).
Today it is back to the eastside (of Lake Washington)
Rey has a dentist appointment near where my walking partner lives, so …
The appointment is at 7 AM, on a Saturday – now for some of us that is really convenient!

More later after we see how the day develops. It is a bit cooler, and damp, very Northwest.

Grrrrrrr, grrrrr, stomp, rub eyes, open eyes, grrrrrr

One rider here and ready – call the other – no go. Drive.

Grrrrr, hummmm a new tune, grrrrrr

EAGLE sitting pretty next to the road (on a sculpture in Lake Washington)

Grrrrr, better be a better day than yesterday (which had promise at one point)
You know it is much harder to be grumpy when others are around.

I had to include the date address because I am really a day late with the post, so this is channelled from yesterday.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD

I really did try to contact yesterday. At least one phone call with a message. It was even in the morning (my morning anyway). But my thoughtful son told me he actually did make contact, so at least there was a family presence. I trust it was a good one (birthday that is) and that the mosquitos aimed at others, at least for the day.

I met my walking partner after work today.
We walked a little more than 4 miles I think, maybe 5, not really sure.
There were a couple of really long hills (one down, then up), but it felt good.
It was really hot (for here), in the 80’s so we were quite … let’s say damp.

Dinner – pasta salad and chicken -mmmmmm.
Then down to a field to watch Ashlan play soccer.

Except that they were short players.
So – I ended up playing, and did an OK job.
Well we did lose the game, but I won’t take full responsibility for that.
There were two other parents playing as well.
(This is an adult league – just a young team).

It was fun, and the walk was just a warm-up, and luckily the food stayed put.

Yes – it was National NIght Out night, so we had a block party. Good food, cajun music jam, catching up with old neighbors, longest duration on the block = 47 years, and meeting some new ones, including 2 that just moved in yesterday. Fun and good food.

Note: 47 years may sound long, but just a few years ago the longest was 75 years. But then Mrs. Diamond, at 107 years old, had to move out of her little house. A couple and their 1 year old twins now live there.

For the record, we have been in the neighborhood for 22 years, in two different houses.

This morning on the way to work I was greeted by fog in the trees, but blue skies straight above. Reminds me of stepping onto the cool beach with the sun through the trees, but enough moisture to have a mist rising.