The summer is unofficially on its way out. Here we are at Labor Day Weekend. And my favorite time of year is almost here. I love the fall season; no/low humidity, temps in the 70s during the day, and the kids are in school! :) This is the time of year that I enjoy sitting out on the patio because the bugs have decided to go somewhere else. Yep, I'm looking forward to the fall.
Life is pretty routine around here. This is our last weekend to work as the Visitor Center closes on the weekends after Labor Day. Yes, I know that's the opposite of most place, but that's how they do it here at Hillsdale Lake. And I'm not complaining. Saturdays were long days; an eight hour shift during which not a lot happened. So, we'll work our 12 hours each during the five day week, get a couple of days off and have a weekend as well. Gosh, we haven't had a “weekend” in almost eight years! When you're retired, every day is the weekend!
We spent Wednesday afternoon with AubreyLynn. I am so grateful to Sam's folks, Steve and Donna, who have welcomed us so warmly into their home every week. Donna tells us to come whenever we want, which is so very nice. To say thank you, I took dinner Wednesday night; it wasn't much, just taco soup, but it was a small way to show her how much I appreciate her.
Yesterday we went grocery shopping and fed the truck, too. We got lucky and found diesel fuel for $3.97/gallon. Most places around here are over $4/gallon now. Ugh. Thankfully, we're not driving a lot so fill-ups are few and far between.
The rain finally came yesterday and has continued through the night and so far today. I know the folks around here are thrilled. Although, I'm sure lots of weekend plans have been ruined, but no complaining allowed since this area (like many others) is in desperate need of the rain.
And Tommy, our eighth grader is doing well in his first week of school – or so he tells me. :) No pics of him, of course. Gotta get on his mom about that!
Well, enough rambling for now. Hope you all have a great weekend. Until the next time . . .