Sargie's shopping at our local Ben Franklin 5 & 10 for wreath-making materials

November 28, 2012 – Wednesday

18 degrees

Pentoga Road

I slept like a rock last night and feel like a million dollars this morning. Must have been a result of all the hard work I did yesterday. Yeah, that was it.

No one died of a heart attack around here on Monday. After writing, I worked most of the morning reading projects. It’s that time of year… final work is coming in and some are really quite remarkable. Others… well, they’ll pass and get their credit. And naturally, there’s always one or two that I have to wonder why they even signed on the dotted line and wrote a check to take the class.

Sargie and I did a bit of shopping yesterday afternoon. She found some Christmas tree ornaments priced right that are beautiful. I imagine we’ll go over to the storage unit this next weekend and get some more decorations.

She also made a beautiful wreath out of a bare, old, ugly one, last night. Driving from Iron River to Crystal Falls, we stopped at Ben Franklins 5 & 10 where she bought the needed goodies. The new one she constructed even has lights. It’s gorgeous. I’ll hang it on the front of the house today.

I experimented in the kitchen last night and made a cracker dip from a jar of canned pike I pressure cooked last Christmas holiday. It came out tasting pretty good (Sargie and I ate the entire contents of one jar) and I think I'll make a large amount to take to the Mighty Milligan Family Christmas Eve feast. 

I find I’m becoming more and more busy with schoolwork. Isn’t that wonderful how the seasons and academic obligations work out? I’d have hated staying in when the weather was so nice, but now that it’s colder and less can be done outside, I have plenty to do inside. For sure, my life continues to be blessed. For that, I’m very grateful.

This morning will see me doing more schoolwork. More final projects came in during the night so that will keep me busy for the majority of the morning.

Yooper Brother Mark called last night from the Iron Mountain Airport saying they’d just landed and made it back to the UP in good shape. I’ll go into town today to see him. I’ve missed my good friend.

I need to get back to walking again. My belly is sporting a holiday look in an attempt to be the first to arrive regardless where I go or what I’m doing. I find as I get older, it’s much more difficult keep the pounds off and stay fit. It doesn’t take long to fall out of shape!

If I can't get there by walking, I can always row there. This machine was a gift from Jerad. I prefer walking.

I need to get one of the snowmobiles from the rear of the barn and attempt to get it started and ready for a few months of riding. Ah, so much to do, so little time. A man’s work is never done.

So are the tales from Pentoga Road…