1. Thinking about flexibility assessments. And what's that little muscle under your scapula? The supraspinatus? Infraspinatus? Can I find my anatomy book in the morning? Will I have time to look at it?
2. Wondering if we folded enough socks for everyone to have a clean pair...or will we have to find some for someone in the morning?
3. Wondering why am I reisistant to penicillin and zithromycin when I have taken very few antibiotics in my lifetime? Will I remember to finish all of my clyndamycin, and will my strep throat LEAVE ME ALONE?
4. Thinking about the big spreadsheet I will make to track my progress at the "gym" (Haxtun's gym is too small to be a real gym, but it's not too bad).
5. Wondering when I will have time to finish an entire post before I need to go help someone do something.
Hot Dog Shacks and Covid 2019: Weathering the Storm
When I was two years old, my parents moved from Cortland, NY, to Stony Creek, a tiny little town that literally dead ended into the Adirondack Mountains . This was a homecoming of sorts: Done with college and a brief career as a USAF officer, my dad was moving his little family back to the east coast, to the sprawling but tiny hamlet in upstate New York where his family had spent vacations when he was a teenager growing up in New Jersey. My parents arrived in Stony Creek with few possessions; they were mostly packed into an old, green Ford van. Actually, my boys would probably nickname any van like it the “pedo van”, meaning it probably looked like a van someone would use if they were kidnapping kids. I don’t really remember when or where we got the van or how long we had it. I also don’t remember how we came to live in a hot dog stand. Maybe this is the time to say that we didn’t truly live in a hot dog stand, but we did convert one into a little one room home...
Havilah, Are you working? Sounds like a lot of Physical stuff. I love you blog. I laughed and laughed at the things you have written. Kids are so much fun. Thanks for inviting me to your site.
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