This will be a pro forma entry -- the week has been pretty much routine in Florida for Bobbi and Lew. Smokey has continued to heal -- remarkably well, and we thank God. The weather has been bland -- a little warm today, but compared to Ohio, completely unexciting. We'll take it.
Scott had a little excitement -- his alternator went out, so Lew has ferried him around for the last day or so.
All the real news has been relayed to us by Paul. The weather in Columbus has been dangerously terrible, with plenty of snow and ice (we don't miss it). And the furnace quit working, so he had to make an emergency call for service ($208, but cheaper than Scott's alternator). But that's so far away....
And one evening Paul phoned Bobbi to read to her a letter from her prison, informing her that she was being laid off. But a few phone calls disclosed that this was part of an across-the-board cost-cutting measure on the part of the state, so she has plenty of company. And she is working out away to get around the situation, so this doesn't disturb her a whole lot either.
However...we are feeling a bit triste -- only one more week with Scott's family.
Friday, February 22, 2008
Friday, February 15, 2008
Lutz, FL
We haven't posted for a while because almost nothing has happened since our last post. The days have been quiet and void of any sort of excitement. Of course, it would have been easy to go anywhere in the Tampa metroplex -- but we really found we preferred sitting in our son's driveway, doing nothing.
Well, not really nothing. We still have to babysit our surgery patient, and sometimes "babysit" the two grandchildren. But neither is much of a job: Smokey mostly lies and dozes, is very obedient and cooperative. And the two grandchildren are even less trouble -- quiet, obedient, never do anything out-of-line (we keep trying to catch them in something). And it is very rewarding to observe Scott as a successful pastor. So no challenge at all.
Now that he has had his followup x-ray, Smokey is free to travel. Of course it is too late to go over to Texas now, so we talked it over with Scott and decided to hang around for another 12 days -- then head up I-75 towards Columbus. Not looking forward to that.
But when all is said and done, we truly have been fortunate. We were lucky enough to get a referral to a really first-rate orthopod, and our beloved "cell dog" is doing well, medically and psychologically. And it has been wonderful having time with Scott's family -- that never would have been possible without Smokey's medical problem, because we never would have dared impose on one family for so long. Never again will we have so much time with our grandchildren -- and our son and his wife. So things work out.
Well, not really nothing. We still have to babysit our surgery patient, and sometimes "babysit" the two grandchildren. But neither is much of a job: Smokey mostly lies and dozes, is very obedient and cooperative. And the two grandchildren are even less trouble -- quiet, obedient, never do anything out-of-line (we keep trying to catch them in something). And it is very rewarding to observe Scott as a successful pastor. So no challenge at all.
Now that he has had his followup x-ray, Smokey is free to travel. Of course it is too late to go over to Texas now, so we talked it over with Scott and decided to hang around for another 12 days -- then head up I-75 towards Columbus. Not looking forward to that.
But when all is said and done, we truly have been fortunate. We were lucky enough to get a referral to a really first-rate orthopod, and our beloved "cell dog" is doing well, medically and psychologically. And it has been wonderful having time with Scott's family -- that never would have been possible without Smokey's medical problem, because we never would have dared impose on one family for so long. Never again will we have so much time with our grandchildren -- and our son and his wife. So things work out.
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Lutz, FL
Friday (the 1st) and Saturday (the 2nd) were unremarkable, routine days -- warm and muggy, especially in mid-afternoon. So no one felt like doing much of anything. Scott and Lew did walk together in the afternoons.
Sunday (the 3rd) was different. When we woke, there was a dense and heavy fog outside, and it did not clear completely until after 10 AM. Scott's family left for church about 8:30, while Lew did not have to leave before 9:45. Scott put on another impressive performance -- no wonder that he is popular among the congregation.
The afternoon again was hot and humid, discouraging physical activity. Of course, the local residents expressed satisfaction that the weather was beginning to warm up, but we found it at least ten degrees above our comfort zone.
Then in the evening everyone else gathered around Scott's projection TV in order to watch the Super Bowl. Lew dogsat, as usual. He used the time for family phone calls -- to Linda (who did not answer), to Luther, and to Lew's aunt Aggie. Aggie informed him that her 92 year old brother, Lew's uncle Theo, had died about 5 PM the preceding day. Lew in turn passed the sad news on to Luther.
Sunday (the 3rd) was different. When we woke, there was a dense and heavy fog outside, and it did not clear completely until after 10 AM. Scott's family left for church about 8:30, while Lew did not have to leave before 9:45. Scott put on another impressive performance -- no wonder that he is popular among the congregation.
The afternoon again was hot and humid, discouraging physical activity. Of course, the local residents expressed satisfaction that the weather was beginning to warm up, but we found it at least ten degrees above our comfort zone.
Then in the evening everyone else gathered around Scott's projection TV in order to watch the Super Bowl. Lew dogsat, as usual. He used the time for family phone calls -- to Linda (who did not answer), to Luther, and to Lew's aunt Aggie. Aggie informed him that her 92 year old brother, Lew's uncle Theo, had died about 5 PM the preceding day. Lew in turn passed the sad news on to Luther.
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