Tales from Pentoga

Friday, June 1, 2018

We enjoyed a fish fry with Yooper Brother Mark and Sheri Friday evening.

June 1, 2018 - Friday evening

47 degrees/clear skies/calm winds

Pentoga Road

I'm having difficulty keeping my eyes open. My belly is full of fried fish and French fries, it's toasty warm in the house, and I'm thinking how good it's going to feel when we crawl between the sheets after while.

Today's been a mixed bag. I rode with Sargie first thing this morning to Iron Mountain and dropped her off at the beautician's. Several errands were run around town, the biggest stop being at Home Depot to pick up a piece of lumber with which to make a sign.

Back home, while Sargie was doing whatever it is that Sargie does when I'm not with her, I measured the board, sawed it, and began laminating two pieces.

I absolutely love the new table that Sargie gave me as an early Father's Day present. Yesterday, she found a clear, heavy, roll of pliable plastic in the basement and asked if I could use it.

It's a great surface on which to work, mostly to lay out any patterns or flat work.

Sargie and I took our usual day-off ride this afternoon. We ran an errand or two in town, picked up a couple of Cokes, and enjoyed the day.

Back on Pentoga Road, I began working up the firewood in the trailer while Sargie worked in the house. About half was split and put in the shed before it was time to come inside, clean up, and go meet Mark and Sheri for supper.

The fish was good tonight, the company even better. We talked and laughed and enjoyed the opportunity to catch up on life.

We've had a quiet evening watching television and relaxing. Sargie opens Saturday morning. I'm going for my walk then want to finish working up the wood in the trailer. I'd like to spend a couple of hours in the shop in the afternoon.

Niece Aubrey's dance recital is Saturday evening. I'll meet Sargie after work in Iron Mountain and we'll go from there. As luck would have it, Sargie works Sunday.