September 22, 2017 - Friday
65 degrees/clear skies/calm winds
Pentoga Road

Sure seems awfully quiet on Pentoga Road this morning. Sargie's getting ready for work and I'm doing my usual early morning thing, but we're missing someone. 

Oh yes, Grady! He went home last night.

Thursday began by eating breakfast in front of the television and watching the finale of America's Got Talent on DVR. Hambone really enjoyed watching the children perform and we were all happy with who won.

With tummy's full, Grady and I headed to Neighbor Mike's to pick a few apples. Mike had mentioned earlier this week that we should pick whatever was left on the trees in his front yard.



Hambone and I hopped on the little blue four wheeler and with a grocery sack in hand, putted up Mike's drive. We were soon picking.

 Grady loved using Mike's apple picker, although after two or three attempts, handed it to me saying he would be Bag Boy. His job was to place each apple in the grocery sack.

Once home, we set up the apple peeler/corer and began work.

As with the apple picker earlier, Hambone soon self promoted himself to supervisor and left the manual labor to Pawpaw.

He informed me that his job was to put the slices in the lemon water. It was somewhere in that whole transition that we changed his name from Bag Boy to Apple Piggy. Slices were disappearing almost as fast as I could make them.

Five trays of apples were dehydrated yesterday with several to be processed today. They'll make good snacks this winter.

 Sargie had made arrangements with a seamstress in Crystal Falls to alter the dress she'll be wearing to Sasha's wedding a week from today. The three of us hopped in the car and took a drive. Of course, we just happened to find the park in Gaastra. 

Back on Pentoga Road, after a short break, we decided it would be a great time to take a four wheeler ride. 

We had a bit of time before meeting Mommy and Daddy in Florence, Wisconsin, for supper and to exchange the Hambone. What better way to spend it than feeding the goldfish (and splashing) in the garden pond.

It was almost time to leave. I hopped in the shower and almost tripped over Grady who had run in before me. We sang, we washed, and we scrubbed. It wasn't long before we were on our way to meet Mommy and Daddy.

Macrea and Mel

Everyone agreed that we had some of the best hamburgers last night that anyone had eaten in a long time. For $5.50 each, it was difficult to beat the quality and price.

I had the Jalapeno Burger... just a little bitty thing

As with all good things, the evening came to an end with hugs and kisses. Hambone, Mommy, and Daddy, headed to the east, Grandma Sargie and I to the west.

Sargie opens today, but has Saturday off. I'm going to finish putting apple slices in the dehydrator then think about mowing the yard and no doubt, end up in the shop. With the highs forecast to be in the 80's today, my hideout is the coolest place around.

It's time to close and get breakfast going. That toast isn't going to fix itself.

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

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...