Hello on Friday Morning

Dear Friends,

I woke up and couldn't get back to sleep. I love the solitude of being up as everyone else is sleeping. It gives me a chance to gather my thoughts without interruption.

Our Thursday went very well. Our grandchildren was his usual jovial self. I just hope that his teeth emerge soon. He has been teething for what seems weeks. He is ready for some solid food.

I always like to accomplish tasks each day, and I did so yesterday. I went off with the Brodeur Lad for an hour or so to hit some gold balls at a nearby range. Jerry was giving a former colleague of his a lesson. His friend is a left handed ball striker. I even tried hitting left handed since my normal baseball swing is left handed. I am going to stick with being a right handed golfer.

Speaking of golf, it appears that Tiger is back in the hunt with respect to the Masters' Golf Tournament. He is only 2 strokes off of the lead. What really got me is when the reporters spent more time interviewing Tiger that the multiple amount of golfers whom shot better than he did. Yes, he does deserve a little press after returning to golf after his transgressions, but enough is enough! Actually, I am rooting for him as a golfer, but he won't be my role model as a married man!

Besides the golf, I borrowed a push rotary mower from the Brodeur's, and cut Kevin's lawn. It was a 45 minute non stop affair. Kevin insists that he wants to cut his own lawn. Well, he better get a self propelled lawn mower and / or a riding one too. The previous owner had a lawn service guy do the lawn. As a matter of fact, the guy across the street had his lawn done at 7:15 AM yesterday morning. This lawn care outfit did several houses on the street. They were gone before I had a chance to ask them for a business card.

The temperature really cooled off in the Eastern end of the State yesterday. The Berkshires were warmer than Boston.

Speaking of the Berkshires, the Curley's will be missing the UNICO Wine Tasting event this evening. Some of our friends are attending the event without us which is highly unusual.

Speaking of alcohol, I made a beverage run to the local Liquor store yesterday. As I left the parking lot, I always turn on the radio and listen to the Boston Sports channel WEEI. The first words on the radio station were: "Do you have a problem with alcohol?" The commercial went through all the problems a person might have with alcohol in hopes of recruiting people for one of those test trials at a major Boston Hospital. I think that they want to test a pill on people who might have a problem with alcohol to see if the pill can help resist the urge to consume alcohol.

What really got to me was this was the second time this week that I got in the car and the commercial was playing. I had to drop off something at the Brodeur's, next door neighbor's to our son's home, on Wednesday. I had one beer at the Brodeur's, and got in my car to head back to my son's place (a one minute drive), and what do I hear: "Do you have a problem with alcohol?" Is this some kind of message from God? Not!

Our son came exhausted from another 12 hour day. They were busy once again at "Dough". At least there is no recession in our son's line of work. People have to eat, and sometimes they want someone else to do the cooking.

The crock pot pot roast which Linda and I prepared turned out very well. We saved some for Kevin, and he enjoyed every morsel of it. We should have invited the Brodeur's for supper, but the boneless pot roast was on the small size. If I did a little more planning when I bought the roast the other day, I could have bought two of them.

It is beef Strogonoff this evening. We are going to use hamburger meat instead of chunks of beef. I can't invite Jerry Brodeur because he will be in the middle of his dialysis session, but Ginny Brodeur is welcome to join us. Kevin said that he might be getting out of work a little earlier today so that we can all eat together.

Kyla called last evening when we were all home, she was at the Casino on the cruise ship that her and her girlfriends are on. The moment she called, she was winning, but most of us know that the Casino is the eventual winner.

Kyla did call us earlier in the day to see how her son was doing. I think that she might have gotten the impression that us baby boomers were struggling with the baby sitting because I used the word "exhausting" in a previous e-mail. Well, I can't lie! The thirty year age difference between us could be a reason that we are tired at the end of the day. Like I always said, child rearing is a young person's game. All those women who decided that they wanted to bear a child after they were 50 years old better be in great physical and mental shape.

Speaking of the grandchild, Linda, Max, and I have been having supper together at the dinning room table. Linda puts the high chair right next to her, and feeds Max in between bites of her own food. Last evening it was supper and a bath. Max likes water just like when our two boys were his age.

Politics -- Nothing really jumped out at me.

News -- I don't think that I could ever be a coal miner. When the news reporters said that the trapped miners are 5 miles down in the ground, it got me thinking. I can't even do a normal MRI because I get claustrophobic when I enter that tube. I always opt for open MRI's.

I have to go to Walmart today to purchase some basic supplies. We are also going to wash and dry some of our clothes. We havn't been home since March 26. When we arrived that day, we had on cold weather type of clothes. We will wearing them today and through out the weekend. We have a stretch of weather in the Boston area not getting out of thew 50's.

The Red Sox are trying to recover from their thrashing by the New York Yankees earlier this week. I hope they fair well against a not so great team, the Kansas City Royals. Mike, our other son, will be attending one the games with a bunch of his buddies. Of course, he will be wearing a Red Sox shirt.

I was also thinking that I really don't miss home. When we arrive home early next week, there will be so much to do, and I am not looking forward to doing any of it. Of course, I have to visit Mom in the nursing home. I haven't seen her in almost two weeks. Guilt!

Well, I hope everyone has a great weekend.
We will have another fun day in North Tewksbury for sure.
Talk to you soon. The Curley Lad