Discovering Teddy Roosevelt...
What Sundays are all about.
Sleeping as late as I want, (ok, so not that 7:30 is really late by any means, but hey, it's as late as I wanted)
Making a nice breakfast (actually, since the fridge had a multitude of eggs and bread, I beat together 8 eggs, 2 cups milk, some syrup and vanilla and poured that over about 3/4 a loaf of bread in a cake pan - baked it for 45 minutes and let it cool. Good stuff - half oven pancake, half french toast)
Reading the Sunday paper including a story on how Duluth's school population is down 25% since I was in high school and thus causing a need to close school properties that are currently running at less than peak capacity. Another story by a friend about the upcoming election for the local tribe's next chief was enlightening of the successes of a casino economy.
Some work on the house followed - another feather in my cap - adding to the laminate flooring, tile laying/grouting, painting, rough carpentry, drywalling, taping/mudding and electric, I can now add finish carpentry. Did the first coat of polyurethaning today. Second tomorrow and, if all goes well, third on Tuesday.
Back home in time to catch a quick nap as Tiger wrapped up his 7th consecutive PGA win - that guy is pretty good.
Awoke, cooked up a little dinner and headed over to the local B and N (1.25 miles away) With the goal of locating a book by Andy Andrews, I was unsuccessful, but did run into both the Thomas Freidman section and an account of Teddy Roosevelt's life. Found a good chair and almost two hours later (at closing time) was ingrained in the early life of President Roosevelt.
Since I'm, let's say, frugal, I haven't purchased the book yet - but plan on returning tomorrow for another couple chapters in the life of a president that was serving his 2nd term 100 years ago today. Interesting story, on New Year's Day 1907, President Roosevelt shook hands with 8,150 individuals wishing them a prosperous new year. Most of those were common folk who lined up for hours at the White House in order to have the priveldge of shaking the hand of an amazingly popular president.
I've only made it to age 10 in the chronological account of Teddy's life, but am very much looking forward to the remainder of the story.
At the age of 27 it makes me a bit sad that I haven't read more about some of this country's historical figures and founding fathers. Those that have steered the course of the nation are for the most part just names to me. I learned more about Teddy Roosevelt tonight in those couple hours than I had in the rest of my life. It humbles me to think of all the information on the shelves of that store - and all the information I'll never have the chance to know.
Home again by 9:05, finish up the load of laundry, savor a piece of cake and glass of milk, get a fire prepared in the woodstove and a short blog. 10:15 now and time for bed at the eve of another week's dawn. Life isn't too shabby.
Sleeping as late as I want, (ok, so not that 7:30 is really late by any means, but hey, it's as late as I wanted)
Making a nice breakfast (actually, since the fridge had a multitude of eggs and bread, I beat together 8 eggs, 2 cups milk, some syrup and vanilla and poured that over about 3/4 a loaf of bread in a cake pan - baked it for 45 minutes and let it cool. Good stuff - half oven pancake, half french toast)
Reading the Sunday paper including a story on how Duluth's school population is down 25% since I was in high school and thus causing a need to close school properties that are currently running at less than peak capacity. Another story by a friend about the upcoming election for the local tribe's next chief was enlightening of the successes of a casino economy.
Some work on the house followed - another feather in my cap - adding to the laminate flooring, tile laying/grouting, painting, rough carpentry, drywalling, taping/mudding and electric, I can now add finish carpentry. Did the first coat of polyurethaning today. Second tomorrow and, if all goes well, third on Tuesday.
Back home in time to catch a quick nap as Tiger wrapped up his 7th consecutive PGA win - that guy is pretty good.
Awoke, cooked up a little dinner and headed over to the local B and N (1.25 miles away) With the goal of locating a book by Andy Andrews, I was unsuccessful, but did run into both the Thomas Freidman section and an account of Teddy Roosevelt's life. Found a good chair and almost two hours later (at closing time) was ingrained in the early life of President Roosevelt.
Since I'm, let's say, frugal, I haven't purchased the book yet - but plan on returning tomorrow for another couple chapters in the life of a president that was serving his 2nd term 100 years ago today. Interesting story, on New Year's Day 1907, President Roosevelt shook hands with 8,150 individuals wishing them a prosperous new year. Most of those were common folk who lined up for hours at the White House in order to have the priveldge of shaking the hand of an amazingly popular president.
I've only made it to age 10 in the chronological account of Teddy's life, but am very much looking forward to the remainder of the story.
At the age of 27 it makes me a bit sad that I haven't read more about some of this country's historical figures and founding fathers. Those that have steered the course of the nation are for the most part just names to me. I learned more about Teddy Roosevelt tonight in those couple hours than I had in the rest of my life. It humbles me to think of all the information on the shelves of that store - and all the information I'll never have the chance to know.
Home again by 9:05, finish up the load of laundry, savor a piece of cake and glass of milk, get a fire prepared in the woodstove and a short blog. 10:15 now and time for bed at the eve of another week's dawn. Life isn't too shabby.
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