The presents are okay, but oh the bows and wrapping paper! Aubrey enjoying her first birthday party.

October 28, 2012 – Sunday

17 degrees/clear/calm

Pentoga Road

It’s back to seasonal temperatures once again. In the northland, we say it’s “making ice!” In fact, if my thermometer, which is quite reliable, were an official one, we’d have set a record low for this morning. The little house on Pentoga is way down in a valley so our temperatures are often three to five degrees colder than those officially recorded.

The new wood shed is about a third empty. I'll be going to Mark's plant for another load of wood later this week. 

Making ice… I love it. With any luck, in a few weeks, I’ll be drilling holes and fishing for bluegills in the local lakes. I love perching on an upside down five gallon bucket, jigging a small wax worm in an attempt to lure a bluegill to strike and become part of that evening’s meal. Soon… soon.

After checking traps (all were empty) and taking my walk yesterday, we departed for little Aubrey’s first birthday party. It was easy to see in which house the festivities were taking place. Cars were parked up and down the block.

We had a great time talking and gabbing. With all the Milligans present as well as many from the other side of the family, the crowd spilled from the first floor into the basement and occasionally, outside. As usual, I found a chair in a quieter place with a few other guys who were looking for the same, watched college football, and stayed in one place, letting it happen around me.

We left the party around 4 and made our way to the VA Hospital to have supper with Mr. Milligan. Sargie’s sister, Trish, niece Lisa and Sargie’s baby great nephew, came in later.

Great niece, Maddie, is modeling the latest in movie star ware! Check out the upside down sunglasses.

Arriving home around 8, my stomach was hurting, so I simply sat and watched tv. Once in bed, I couldn’t sleep and was up and down all through the night and early morning hours. I feel the best now I have in the past twelve or so. Maybe the worst has passed. I thought for a while I was going to have to call Yooper Mark to come out, put me down and out of my misery.

I’ll do my walk this morning… if I’m going to be off feed, I might as well be doing something I enjoy, then will check the traps. We’ll be heading to Sargie’s old house to load Cale’s pickup truck with the boys' possessions and hopefully, we can kiss all of that goodbye.

The Packers play today. I’ll be listening to most of the game on the radio. That’s okay, I’m finding anymore that the best action happens between my ears, not in front of my eyes.

There used to be a piece of birthday cake on the tray. It's still there, just spread a bit thinner!

The sun is about to rise and it’s getting light outside. Time to greet the day.

So are the tales from Pentoga Road…

Uncle Tom with great niece, Brie. I've said before, I'm a hit with the ladies in the 0 to age 3 crowd.