On Monday Vincent finished and turned in his English critical essay. We’ll see if he has to do any revising. After that it’s more math and a bigger research paper for which we already got him some books about comic books and the post-war period. We hope to get him out eventually – to the gym? Movie? – as staying at home all of the time is probably interfering with his sleep (and will cause weight gain).
Stephanie is enjoying her final week of summer vacation, while she keeps up with housework and helps supervise Vincent. We’ll see how much school work he gets done when both of us are working full-time. Hopefully he’ll finish his two classes soon. Believe it or not, he will also get bored without Stephanie at home. At least he has the dog.
From afar we learn that this week Stephanie’s and my mothers are both in the middle of some home renovation/repair (Nancy’s more drastic than mother’s). My sister and family returned Saturday from a month in France. One of the last places they went was a family home in the French Alps which Mom and I have also visited, which the family is now already in the process of selling. No more free Alpine visits! Uncle Don and Aunt Sandy will return home to Marysville from Camp Sychar Tuesday evening (tonight). We talked briefly last night with Brenda, one of Grandpa’s caretakers, whom we met the weekend before last. Aunt June, her throat cancer in remission, was adventurous this weekend and went to the Ohio State Fair (in its first weekend) with Diana and her family. Grandpa’s sister, Mildred, returned from the Cleveland Clinic with liver cancer and shifted to the nursing home part of the Mt. Vernon, Ohio facility in which she has lived for several years.
Local news has predominated this morning, as heavy rains that started in Louisville (where it's been super cool for weeks) at 8 a.m. kept several of my colleagues away from work and have stranded motorists and flooded homes (including a little of our basement, which Stephanie intercepted and we’re calling our landlord about). I managed to get to work close to on time and managed to avoid repeating what I did to the Camry 10 years ago this month. Had I been coming in a few minutes later, I might have gotten stuck. (Pictured above is a motorist being rescued just three blocks or so from my old apartment and about a mile from my office).
-- Perry
Stephanie is enjoying her final week of summer vacation, while she keeps up with housework and helps supervise Vincent. We’ll see how much school work he gets done when both of us are working full-time. Hopefully he’ll finish his two classes soon. Believe it or not, he will also get bored without Stephanie at home. At least he has the dog.
From afar we learn that this week Stephanie’s and my mothers are both in the middle of some home renovation/repair (Nancy’s more drastic than mother’s). My sister and family returned Saturday from a month in France. One of the last places they went was a family home in the French Alps which Mom and I have also visited, which the family is now already in the process of selling. No more free Alpine visits! Uncle Don and Aunt Sandy will return home to Marysville from Camp Sychar Tuesday evening (tonight). We talked briefly last night with Brenda, one of Grandpa’s caretakers, whom we met the weekend before last. Aunt June, her throat cancer in remission, was adventurous this weekend and went to the Ohio State Fair (in its first weekend) with Diana and her family. Grandpa’s sister, Mildred, returned from the Cleveland Clinic with liver cancer and shifted to the nursing home part of the Mt. Vernon, Ohio facility in which she has lived for several years.
Local news has predominated this morning, as heavy rains that started in Louisville (where it's been super cool for weeks) at 8 a.m. kept several of my colleagues away from work and have stranded motorists and flooded homes (including a little of our basement, which Stephanie intercepted and we’re calling our landlord about). I managed to get to work close to on time and managed to avoid repeating what I did to the Camry 10 years ago this month. Had I been coming in a few minutes later, I might have gotten stuck. (Pictured above is a motorist being rescued just three blocks or so from my old apartment and about a mile from my office).
-- Perry
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