Ethan’s Journey

​I got to work very bright and early this morning. I did my calls from outside mostly.  I did have a helper. He sat it his little chihuahua camping chair and napped in the sun. After work, I hung out with my cousin and shoreline neighbors until they decided they were going to go out to dinner. I was invited but politely declined. I had dinner already planned.  My cousin and I had a fire and had some good laughs. These two joined us at the fire and snuggled. The doors went up in Ethan’s barn. Yay! Progress!

​another great day! Around noon, Diane and I rode one of the jet ski’s over to the island. It is our sunning spot to get out of the wind. Paul brought Diane’s double tube so that we could float. We floated and chatted for a few hours before coming back. Diane had to leave around 2:30 ish. The wind picked up, almost to send Diane home. We rode back to shore safely, weather the waves that had gotten slightly better. This evening, we went down the shore line to visit with some friends. We met a new friend. We were instantly friends when I heard him say “I want to find a dead body.” “ME TOO!” I said.  We watched the sun set as we chatted away. It was another beautiful sunset this evening. Paul’s wound from 3 weeks ago is healing well. It is almost resolved. Paul was worried there will be a scar.  I have several scars that I wear proudly. Each scar has a story. It is part of our memory trail. Scars are conversation starters.  I wish I had a scare from when I was bit by a camel...

​it was great sleeping weather. Nice and cool with lots of white noise. I slept great. Paul complained that I was twitching in my sleep and kept him awake. I thought of Ethan when I stumbled across a praying mantis. I really like them. This was a male mantis. He was smaller and would soon be losing his head after a rendezvous with a cute lady friend. This afternoon we went over to a local beach. Paul rode the jet ski. Diane and I drove. Paul went down and stole a neighbor’s starfish floaty. We knew he was out of town. He used it for the afternoon. We sent him the following message: He will never suspect it is Paul in the picture because I blurred out his face.  Diane and I floated on the double tube for the afternoon. Paul floated on the starfish. The wind died down and it was down right hot in the sun. We had the tunes cranked and there were not a whole lot of people there. That was wonderful. It was a bit too chilly for the dogs to get a lake bath today.  Maybe tomorrow? We ...

​Paul woke up. It has been 48 hours after his double bee sting. When the sting happened my advice was basically the same as Vanilla Ice’s would be. “ICE, ICE baby!” Paul often will ignore my medical advice and google what he should do. It is typically always what I had already advised. He will ignore that fact and deny it. He will often ignore the google and wife advice and just chose to complain. His face was swollen this morning and I told him to put some ice on it. He was worried it was swollen so long after a sting, and I told him that it is typical and to ice it. So of course he went to google. He read outloud that peak swelling is 48 hours after initial sting. I immediately became annoyed and went to speak up….he cut me off and said “it also says here that you should listen to your wife and ice it.” It made me laugh. I tell him all the time “you should have listened to your wife.” When he has deviated from the device and gotten unfavorable results. We took the boat and jetski’s o...

​I took a comp day today for last week’s conference. I did still log in for a bit to go through emails and wrap up some things before the long weekend. Then….the day was mine. I did some walking with the dogs, bike riding with Moe, everyone got their nails trimmed and smooth with the grinder and relaxed. All four dogs were outside quietly….even ahem….Penny. I had them all tired out so much, they were angels for the afternoon. They hung out with their dog cousins, Maggie and Mindy. Doing dog stuff like butt sniffing and play bowing. I did a little garden work. I plan to do a little bit each day. We had a fire tonight. It is quiet on the shore so far. It was very dark away from the fire due to the clouds. I was disappointed that the only pigs I saw were cooped up in the pig pen. Who knows what tomorrow brings. Maybe I will make a hole in the pen and create some excitement….but likely won’t. Ha!

​After work, I headed to camp. The drive was fairly uneventful. I did stop at a fast food place. It was not fast food at all. In fact, it took about 20 minutes. I even went inside and no one was in line in front of me. The dogs sadly waited in the car wondering where I had gone for so long. Other people came in after me and got their food before me. What the heck? The town I was in is known for interesting sights and behaviors by some of the community. I am not impressed. After what felt like Iona, I  left with my meal. That was a real nail biter. Wasn’t sure I was ever going to eat again. Ha ha! I finally arrived at camp after hearing 2 separate dateline story’s. They were both equally enjoyable. It is warm and humid with a beautiful sun set. I am hoping some pigs get loose so I can make them my friend.

​More work has been done on the barndominium. The floor is poured, sidewalk in place and the front porch is spacious. The next month will be letting the concrete cure. Ethan continues to work on his application to the electrician apprenticeship program. We are having a hard time locating his high school diploma. I will have to order another one. We had a little bit of life happening at the time he graduated. There was no time for filing. We had some crazy storms today. Ethan reminds me of my dad when there are storms coming. My Dad liked weather and storms. Ethan is the same way…but two fold. He has an in depth weather app on his phone and he was watching the rotation of the storms, was watching how the clouds were forming. He saw a few tornados touch down via radar in our area. He was so excited. I sit back and enjoy the look of pure bliss on his face. Paul tells him all the time he should have been a weatherman. Apparently one of the farmer’s pigs got loose up at camp. She was runnin...