Friday, November 22, 2013
Friday before Thanksgiving
Other than the rain falling, there's no sound. It's taking me awhile to get used to these winter nights. I like them, but they are certainly different from a summer night up here.
My wife came home today, and will be home for a whole week. I asked her if she wanted to go anywhere or do anything over the break, but she said she just wants to stay home. Tomorrow I'll build a fire in the fireplace and keep it going for her. She likes to make a little bed on the couch with her pillows and blanket and have the fire going. The plan tomorrow is for me to go to town and buy some things to make chicken soup with, then pick up a few extra supplies we want that we don't normally buy, like some ice cream and other treats. After that I expect we will just stay up here on the mountain. It is supposed to snow here Thursday but now they are saying it might just rain. It's late enough in November for snow.
Had a good talk with my son on the phone tonight. He's supposed to play football this weekend with a bunch of his cronies. I asked him to beg off if it's tackle, because I don't need him getting busted up. He is too light and slim to be playing tackle with no gear. Not that these considerations have ever weighed heavily with him on such issues and I have the doctor bills to prove it.
When he was a teenager he wanted a dirt bike. I got him one over his mother's howls of protest. The first time he rode it he crashed into a fence made up of steel rails and telephone poles. Armored head to toe as he was, he still got busted up. I had to call his mom from the emergency room. This is not a pleasant memory. But life is rough and young men have to get out there and take their lumps or they'll never be good heads of households. I still hope he doesn't play tackle this weekend though, that's a kamikaze mission for a guy his build. Peer pressure will make young fellows do anything. They haven't learned yet to say "hell, no. I'm not doing that."
I haven't heard from my daughter in a day or two, but my son says she is feeling well enough to go back to work, so that's one less thing to be concerned about.