After 61 years the record for high temperature on January 6th around here was shattered on Saturday peaking at 69 degrees.
(Global Warming? Well, for Al Gore abnormally warm winters in the East certainly are not good personal omens. The last time it was this warm in the beginning of January was the year George W Bush was born. <grin>)
We seized this extraordinary Spring Day in January to do some scootering around City Island in the Susquehanna River. Over the last year, I help Patti to navigate with her progressing visual impairment by “follow my voice”. Of course, I’ve developed a dodge step, like a matador, to our routine. … It was Megan’s first experience as Patti locked in on her voice for scooter navigation. I forgot to warn Megan. <grin>
Colorado’s snow was nothing but rain by the time it hit our Spring temperatures and drowned the rest of the weekend. We adapted by playing indoors and enjoyed a final weekend with our Christmas Tree, our daughter’s last full weekend home from college, and the Philadelphia Eagles on TV advancing in the NFL playoffs.
Watching a TV football game with Patti especially one that goes down to the final play of the game has a special dimension because her MS related short term memory loss and mental confusion can send her rooting for any team, even teams that are not playing. <grin>
Getting an 18 year to participate in family pictures is more challenging than grabbing our cat as her designated stand in. (Notice the proper method to hold a squirming unhappy cat with extended claws away from exposed flesh <grin>.)
One of the Philadelphia Eagles players in response to a reporter’s question about continuing to overcome their season of adversity gave a sound bite answer that struck me as being larger than the game or even good advice for daily living … “We cherish every moment we get to play.”