Friday, February 29, 2008

Everyone should write about their leap year day--here's mine.

I did not carry the mail route today because of a dentist appointment this morning. Following that, I managed to do a few things on my list, but did not get to the stack of boxes in the basement containing Christmas decorations. I wanted to clean out the closet in which they are stored. That will be for another day.

The highlight of the day was attending our grandboys “Splashtacular.” It was fun watching the friendly competition. For only being a part of the club for a few months, they did very well.

We arrived early. The Hummer Park Natatorium in Topeka is located on the old Topeka State Hospital grounds. There are beautiful abandoned buildings there and we were able to get close enough to take a few pictures. More about that another time.

After the swim meet, we ate at the Hong Kong Cafe. Lot's of good food and fellowship with family.

It was a great leap year day. I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way. The next one in four years I will be fully retired, completely organized and surely will have my Christmas decorations put away.

Saturday morning addition: Peg at Kansas Prairie had an interesting post about this leap year.

Monday, February 25, 2008

Mud slinging

Back in my early days of blogging, I found an article with tips for building a successful web site. One of the suggestions was not to write for the sake of writing. Loyal readers would prefer no post to a rambling muse.

That advice is bouncing around in my head as nothing I think of seems particularly interesting tonight. For some reason my mind keeps coming back to the weather.

Now that I've mentioned it,

I am usually tolerant of most kinds of weather here in Kansas since I work out in it five to six hours a day. However, there is one aspect I do not tolerate well.

Mud.

The gravel roads of my mail route are now mud. The driveways are mud. I cannot get out of my delivery vehicle without stepping in mud. The townships have hauled gravel on many of the roads, but they dump it down the middle-- where I have to pull in to serve a customer’s mailbox is mud.

This is the crazy thing about soft muddy roads. I am driving down the road, minding my own business heading to the next mailbox when all of a sudden my car will just head for the ditch. If you have not experienced this, let me say it is quite frightening. It’s like the mud just pulls the vehicle in. This happened more than once today. It’s either that, or the car just jumps around from rut to rut. Monday is trash pickup day on much of my route. Those are ruts to behold and of course, the trashcans are right by the mailboxes.

There is no answer other than sunshine. By the way, where is the sunshine? In little over two weeks, we should be putting out potatoes in the garden. No way! I guess we could plant rice.

Whew! I think I am over it now. I feel better. Thank you for letting me get that off my chest. I suspect my blogger guru would say all that would have been better off not written.

Wait, I think I just heard thunder.