Dad’s home and glad to be home, but just spending his days on the couch in his pajamas. So far, so good. He looks tired and every bit of 93, but they both seem to be getting along as well as can be expected. The nurse has been to see them once (or twice, maybe…I forget) and hasn’t found anything alarming. She is nagging him about drinking more fluids, too. He has a thermal cup next to him on the couch and proudly showed me that he’s been drinking ALL DAY. It’s about a 12 oz. cup and it was less than half gone when I was there in the evening. I asked if it was the first fill of the day or had he already consumed a full glass. No. It was the first fill. No coffee, no oj, no other liquids of any kind. Just about 6 oz. of water consumed by 5pm. Sigh. Amazing that he considers that a big WIN, huh? And no surprise that he is dehydrating regularly.
The greatest state fair in the land is over. I only made it out three times. The husband and I went with Thing 2 yesterday, at Thing 2’s request. I don’t know about you, but I was thoroughly impressed and touched that an almost-19 year old wanted to spend the day with us at the fair. We had a great time. He’s a pretty great kid, in general. He tweeted that he was going to the fair with the ‘rents. No only does he WANT to go with us, he’s not ashamed to tell the world. Pretty awesome.
Speaking of Thing 2, we move him into his dorm tomorrow afternoon. I’m leaving work at noon and will head home to wrap up the packing. I’m excited and happy for him and for us but am a little surprised (hush now!) at the nostalgia I’m feeling. Not sad or upset, just mindful of the milestone that this is for all of us. He said me yesterday that Thing 1 told him that these will be the best four years of his life. He’s a little nervous but I reminded him that everything he’s ever done that he was nervous about has turned out to be fantastic (Business Camp, 4-H trips, etc.). He’s the kind of kid that fits well most everywhere.
Here’s a funny for you – a letter was sent to the school board, administrators and local papers by a cranky ridiculous old man in the community calling for my dismissal from the school board. Why? Well, the underage drinking that occurred at my house and the drunken, naked party we threw that generated over $1k in donations for our local food pantry and Heifer International. The paper in Big City hosts an annual week long bike ride across our state. This was year 41 and the route went right by our pond. When we built the pond we wondered if it might be on the route someday and if it was, we’d open up for swimming – and skinny dipping. Sure enough, this year it did! 20k riders were REGISTERED and estimates were that another 8k-10k unregistered riders did Wednesday’s leg. We put up a series of signs about 4 miles out, the last one said ‘Swimming – $10, Skinny dipping-Free’. We had Thing 1’s DJ speakers set up along the road facing the oncoming riders and had the XM radio set to the Jimmy Buffett station. I bought 18 dozen peeled hard boiled eggs and pickled about half of them (and was sure that we’d be eating eggs for weeks), jars of whole dill pickles and 2 kegs of beer. We had a big donation jar out. No charge – donate what you wanted.
Holy cow. The eggs were gone by 9:30 a.m. We had to send people for more beer and cups – twice. We went through 6 kegs. The weather was absolutely perfect. Swimming was extremely popular, skinny dipping less so, but still more than a few au naturel swimmers. We estimated that between 4k-6k people were on the property over the day. At one point, the husband and I were looking at the crowd and counted over 400 people sunning on the shores and almost 100 in the water. I looked at him and said ‘you do realize that this could all go terribly wrong in a hot second?’. He said no, it won’t. It’s RAGBRAI. And sure enough, not a moment’s problem. I gave 4 newspaper interviews and one radio interview. Riders were all courteous, appreciative and tidy. When we cleaned up, I picked up 3 plastic cups and 2 granola bar wrappers. We had a big garbage can out and kept it emptied, which always helps. It was absolutely epic. The vibe was phenomenal.
Anyway, we raised over $1400 for charity, but I had to keep some of the $$ back for the extra beer. I’d fully intended to donate the first 2 kegs and eggs, but not 4 MORE kegs. At the end of the day, we had over $1k to donate. Fabulous.
So back to this stupid letter. Crabby old man stated that I shamed the community TWICE – underage drinking (like I was serving the kids cocktails in my living room or something) and now this drunken naked party. And tried to hide this latest escapade behind the fact that we donated some $$ to charity. Oh, and I should be removed from office and never ever be allowed to hold public office again. And demanded that the superintendent or board secretary read his letter at the board meeting tonight. Well, the joke’s on him. Tonight is my last meeting and all of this will be in my rearview mirror. I contacted the chair of the local food pantry and offered to come to a meeting and apologize for the source of the funds. She said ‘hungry people don’t care where the $$ came from. If anyone has any problem with it, I’ll handle it.’ Gotta love practical people. I plan to say a few words of farewell at the end of the meeting tonight. If it’s at all interesting (which I think is highly likely), I’ll update you tomorrow. P.S. Most of the naked swimmers were wrinkly old men that should have left their clothes on. I only saw one naked young lady. However, the husband had the little camera with him and when I downloaded the pictures found that he managed to snap 35 pictures of naked girls. I asked him how on earth he managed to find them – I didn’t see them! He said that it’s a gift. LOL!!!