Saturday already. A bit colder today. Chelsea let me sleep until 6:30AM but it was 23 degrees. She was eager to walk. But she did lead me kaddycorner accross the park instead of going around the WHOLE thing like we usually do.

I spent the morning catching up on computer stuff, working on a couple of poems and researching a bit on Door County. We are going there next weekend, you know. I am getting excited. A whole weekend with no phone and a hot tub and fireplace in the room. Such a deal.

Dick and I went to the Shops on Mill Street for a soup lunch. That is where I went yesterday with Beth. We had Lumberjack Vegetable today and I had a taste of Cream of Broccoli. Both were delicious. Bobbie and Bill came over for a "gourmet" liver dinner. Dick and Bill had hamburgers with mashed potatoes and gravy. The liver was really good. There was just enough left for Bobbie and I to split for sandwiches. Venison Liver is every bit as good as baby beef liver. This will not impress liver haters.

Jom and Michelle worked at a fundraiser for Children's Hospital this weekend. They had a shift last evening and then again late this afternoon. It is put on by a Pinstriper's group and a car group. They make money by auction and admission. The auction pieces are art pieces done by pinstripers. Jim and Michelle bought two and we were very impressed. Pinstriping nowadays is usually just strips pasted on. True pinstripers hand paint designs and do custom work.

We played a game of rummy tonight after they got home and Bill and Bobby left.

I heard on the news that China is facing a crisis. They suddenly have too many men for the women available for marriage. Surprise! Surprise! They had their one child per family in place and many couples used selective abortion to ensure that their one child was a boy. Well DUH!

For some reason, I was remembering a real macabre true event that occurred to a friend of mine years and years ago. She and her husband were filing for divorce and it was not a very civil divorce. One day he came over to the house in a real snit. He started screaming at her and suddenly collapsed on the doorstep and died of a heart attack. She was so grateful that the children were at school and did not have to witness, first: the tantrum and second: their father's death.

Remember that it is better to lower your voice in an argument because then the other person has to lower his or her voice to hear you.

Mary