Sunday, December 28, 2014


Sargie, Macy, Jerad, Mom, Yooper Brother Mark, Sheri, Curtus, and Sarah
I had to go outside on the front porch and take the picture through a window to include everyone. While out there, Sargie jumped up and locked the front door. Hmm, what's the tell me?
December 20, 2014 - Sunday
9 degrees/cloudy - snow flurries/breezy
Pentoga Road

The house is eerily quiet this morning after last night's gathering with Yooper Brother Mark and family. All that can be heard is the gentle hissing of the kettle atop the wood stove. All is as it should be. 

The past two days have been active ones. Sargie worked both days. With Mom reading on Friday, I sneaked away for a few hours of ice fishing. I wasn't going to upload any fish pictures, but Sarah mentioned last night that that is her favorite part of the daily blog. Even though she lives in Wyoming, that girl can appreciate a Yooper fish, even if it is only a small bass.




What every ice fisherman sees when he closes his eyes at night after a day out fishing; a flag, signaling a fish on the other end of the line.
I wish there were pictures of big fish to show Sarah, but I didn't catch any. A couple of small bluegills and two undersized bass were my total take of the day. 

Carl-the-Weatherman forecast that three to five inches of snow were to fall overnight and during the day on Saturday. Carl lied. Somewhere between 8 and 10 inches dumped from the skies. We needed the precipitation, just not all at once.

Though I've been pouring through seed catalogues, next summer's garden seems a long ways off.


Mom and I saw Sargie off to work early Saturday morning. I hated to see her drive up the hill, breaking the path to the main highway a mile and a half away. Thankfully, the four wheel drive works well in the Blazer and she made it without difficulty.



Mom and I busied ourselves inside cleaning the house in preparation for company later in the day. Mom grabbed a dust rag, I manned the vacuum sweeper and broom. The house was soon looking sparkly clean... okay, possibly that is an exaggeration, but it looked better than it had previously.

I headed out the door to begin cleaning the deck and drive and spent most the late morning and afternoon moving wet, heavy, snow.

Before
During
After
I finally figured out how to best clean the drive. I usually begin using the snowblower and end with the plow on the front of the four-wheeler. If it's cold, I use only the plow. When the snow is wet and heavy like it was on Saturday, I blow as much as possible, then utilize the plow to clean up what's left. 

The best part of the day was when Izzy Sue, aka: Isabella, arrived with the rest of her family in tow. She's a sweetheart and so beautiful, the little girl looks like a living, breathing, baby doll.

It's a love affair, the bond between Grandma, Grandpa, and Isabella.
We spent a few short hours talking and laughing. It was good to catch up on life with Sarah, a former student of mine from the Sheldon Jackson days in Sitka, and her husband, Curtis. They live in Evanston, Wyoming. 

It didn't take long for Auntie Sargie to kidnap Isabella
Who's entertaining who?
We had to share Izzy and no matter who held her, she was a happy baby. What a sweetheart.


Pizza was on the menu for the night's meal. We demolished four family-sized pies along with the most delicious salad and other goodies that Sheri brought. Of course, most the time was spent just sitting around the table, laughing and talking.



Today's the big game, the contest between the Green Bay Packers and the Detroit Lions, the long anticipated match that will decide who are the NFC North Champions. Both teams have already made the playoffs, but the winner of this game will have a first week bye and home field advantage.

Even Izzie's ready for the game. Unlike her mother and father who live on the dark side of the NFL, our little girl remains a steadfast Packers fan.
So with that being said, I'm going to pour another cup of coffee and continue thinking of coaching strategies. I'm pretty certain that the Packers will be calling at any moment for my valuable input and thoughts concerning the game.

After all, a man's work is never done.

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...


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