Sunday, August 28, 2011

Wind, Humidity and NO Rain!

E-mails this week have been flying fast and furiously. First the Town of Chapel Hill sends notices about emergency procedures, staying in during the hurricane and when public transportation will be shut down. Next grocer Harris Teeter sends messages that due to the eastern shore emergency following in the wake of hurricane Irene, many items may not be available in all stores this week due to re-allocating inventory to the emergency towns. Next comes an item that this week's specials (E-Vic Specials), on your frequent-buyer card will be limited to Monday-Tuesday only as the staff is being rotated to cover the eastern Carolina shores.
But with this last is a notice to E-Link to TIE.  That's 'Together In Education' for non-Harris Teeter shoppers. This is a program that allows a contribution to local area schools for every shopper who uses their E-Vic card when checking out. According to the HT website "Last year, schools earned more than $1.5 million dollars and we want to make sure your school earns cash from us this year."   I'm in. Now if they could only add the CHPublic Library to the fund. Where is Andrew Carnegie when you really need him?

It was a quiet day around the campfire today, DH stayed close to home and swept up the debris brought down by Irene's wind; we got nary a scant .25 inch of rain. Of course with humidity at the 90-percent range, it felt like rain just not as wet. As usual I headed to the gym for my mega Sunday morning workout and yet only managed to show a .5 lb loss on the scale.  Did not shop today as our plans were to go out for dinner; that after my big crock of chicken soup last night. Only DH had a bad night and after the outdoor clean-up, he felt to tired to make the effort. So tonight's menu was: oatmeal. Yep, cooked off a couple of quarts of breakfast oatmeal with raisins and cinnamon and what's left will be breakfast for the next 3-4 days.

And we practiced ballroom dance, mainly Shag and WC Swing. Tomorrow I am the guest DJ for Afternoon Ballroom at the Seymour Center as regular dance/instructor/DJ Bruce is away for a week. Got the playlist ready and did an e-broadcast Friday to alert everyone to the practice time.

The TV coverage has been nothing but Irene all day. This morning's news showed our former stomping ground, Asbury Park, NJ flooding in the storm surge and I hate to imagine what the Upper West Side of Manhattan is like. Was it not ironic that once over Vermont the storm was downgraded to a tropical storm; what's so 'Tropical' about Vermont?

The major task for today is to finish the monthly PhotoPage for DOQ. My calendar is marked for the 27th of each month reminding me that the photos taken during the past meeting (third Monday of each month), are due to the newsletter editor for publication by the first of the following month. Somehow I always think this is going to be an intensive job but today's photo-montage went swimmingly smooth.

For current reads/listens I alternate between two fascinating stories. In the car I am on the 6th of seven discs of Elinor Lipman's "My Latest Grievance."  From amazon.com: Frederica Hatch—the articulate, curious, and naïve narrator of Lipman's eighth novel—proves the perfect vehicle for this satiric yet compassionate family portrait. It's 1976, and psych professors David and Aviva Hatch are honest with their daughter to the point of anatomically correcting Frederica's Barbie dolls. In all their years as a dorm family at a small women's college outside Boston, though, no one mentioned Laura Lee French, David's first wife (and distant cousin). Frederica, now 15 and ready for rebellion, delights in Laura's arrival on campus as a new dorm mother; David and Aviva look on nervously as the two become fast friends. In contrast with Frederica's right-thinking, '60s radical parents, Laura Lee becomes the delicious embodiment of all the moral and psychological complexities of a flawed world beyond campus. Meanwhile, campus itself looks very little like an ivory tower as major scandal brews amid petty gossip. And the rest you will have to read for yourself.

Meanwhile on the Kindle I downloaded Vindicator by Denney and Robin Clements.
Per amazon: Wichita’s struggling newspaper, the Examiner, sends veteran reporter Joe Emery to Colorado. The dam at the Herman Gunderson Reservoir, 60 miles west of the state line, has collapsed, sending billions of gallons of water coursing downstream into Kansas and killing three people. What at first seems a gut-wrenching natural disaster story, however, quickly becomes something far more sinister. 
This one adds mystery to balance the silliness of the first; but it is a page-turner. The issue that has my attention is how easily a former news reporter can set up a blog, become a political savvy blogger and make a living by blogging after he is downsized by his paper (?). If only it were that easy. I wonder if any of the quilt-bloggers are making as much of a living as this fictional journalist. Yeah, right!

I can recommend both or either - while the stories are totally different, each unique, the combined curiosity of who's-done-what that will keep you going for days.

Have a new pair of velour-jog-pants in a fabulous deep-sapphire-blue that need hemming and my dilemna is to hem them now and launder them tomorrow or wait and launder before hemming. Better to wait and see if they shrink; besides I need to shop for matching thread. I have nothing in my big box of threads that matches. Bummer.
Later....bb

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