September 23, 2017 -  Saturday

72°, sunny, breezy

Pentoga Road

A huge storm came through  yesterday and completely wiped out our Internet. In talking to the company later in the day, it's difficult to know how soon service will be resumed. So, I'm sitting up on neighbor Mike's deck where I have cell service and dictating this into my iPhone. Sorry, no pictures, and probably the  content will be quite poor. When I am writing in the conventional manner, I go back and try to edit out mistakes. The print on my iPhone is too small for me to see, so you get the first edition of whatever I dictate. Boy, that could be dangerous!

I started yesterday by rolling the remaining  apple slices that Grady and I had done and cinnamon and  rolling them in  sugar and putting them on the dehydrator. They came out absolutely delicious in the end and as Sargie said last night, it was like eating an apple pie without the crust. I hope to find some more apples in the next few days and dehydrate more. They will make great snacks for this winter and since they are dehydrated and will get larger in one's tummy, make great snacks for Grady.

I decided to go ahead and mow the grass yesterday morning. It took a while to get the old mower ready for one last trip around the yard, but in the end it was done and looks nice.

I had just finished when the storms arrived. It's been quite a while since I've seen the sky so black in the middle of the day and the winds blow so hard. The  storm reminded me of those we experienced last spring when we had the large tree fall down on the garage.

At one point I heard the famous freight train sound and I think a tornado could've gone overhead. I have experienced them when I was younger and at age 16 was even in the middle of one. That's a story for another time.

 It rained most of the day and I spent time in the shop and in the house both. With the Internet out, it's amazing how much more a person can get done when he's not continually stopping to look up some fact or the other or check his email.

The phone rang late in the afternoon and it was the company from which we  bought the couch and chair last May. When I asked the lady how she was doing, she said she would be doing a lot better if I would pay my bill.

I asked her what she meant and she said that I had promised to stop in the day after we made arrangements to buy the couch and chair and pay the bill in full. I told her I had paid it in full at the time and she disagreed.

Since we had no Internet, I made a flying trip to Yooper brother marks and borrowed their Internet and downloaded the bank statement.  Sure enough, there was the purchase and the matter was resolved. She apologized and I told her it wasn't a big deal other than she almost gave me a heart attack.

Sargie was home early last night and we had a wonderful evening eating leftover pizza and watching TV.

She is off  today and with the temperature forecast to reach 90, I would imagine we will take a long ride in the air-conditioned car. Actually, that sounds almost perfect. Al gore would love today!

I guess I better walk back down the hill and get busy doing something or the other.

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

 So are the tales from Pentoga Road...