Happy and Sad and Regular

I've had a pretty good week this week. Of course, it's been a while since I had a bad week. Lucky me.

Sunday after church I was determined not to sit at the house all afternoon. I twisted Rob's arm, and convinced him we should go spend a couple of hours on the lake. And we did. We caught a few little fish, but mostly we just enjoyed the sun and the water and the quiet. The most impressive part was that we got the boat in and out of the water without any hassle, even though I was backing the trailer up into the water. On the way home we both decided that we are excited about the float trip in the fall.

Work was work Monday, but I did catch a little of the US-Italy soccer match. Our boys looked good in the first half and even went ahead one-nil. In the second half, being a man down caught up with them, and they lost. After work, I threw together a meal with a huge zucchini I got from Chuck and Linda. Robert came over to eat my casserole concoction and watch the LSU-Arkansas CWS game. The food was OK, the ballgame was a complete success. Chuck also came by, and we chatted about the float trip and how much fun we were gonna have.

On Tuesday evening the sad part of the week hit me. Robert's dog has not been well for some time, and when he got home Tuesday she could not stand up on her hind legs. He has been struggling with the decision of whether to continue to treat her or put her down, and decided that now was the time to let her go. She was obviously uncomfortable, she had lived a long life, and it made no sense to prolong her agony. I happened to get to Dr. Boudreaux's house just as they were making a final decision, so I sent Rob and Crystal home in my truck and helped the Doc do the deal before bringing Belle home and helping lay her to rest. As an aside, the ground is really hard in Many right now because it hasn't rained in a couple of weeks, so digging a hole in the dark was not easy.

I got to go play cards Wednesday and had a great time with the gang -- Wayne and Tina, Sammy, Tammy, Deb and Dave, Ruth and Tim. It was cool because the people I like were there, and the ones that aggravate me were not. I also won a little money.

Yesterday was normal and uneventful, except that it was Ernest Rodrigues's birthday (72 or 73, depending on who you ask) and I went over to sing Happy Birthday and eat cake. I hadn't seen Ms. Shirley in a while, as her health has made her a bit of a recluse, but she looks good and I was happy to see her. We had a fine time until Larry decided to shoot a gun, and it scared the fire out of Tippe. She literally tucked tail and ran to a safe place behind Kayla's chair on the porch. I laughed at her.

Now it's Friday morning, I went walking with Rob at 5:08 am for the fourth time this week, and I am going to be alone at work today. Good thing, because I won't disturb anyone when I am watching the LSU game this afternoon. Fluffy is up in the yard to cheer for the Baseball Bayou Bengals -- Geaux Tigers.