Spent most of the afternoon watching the Packers battle the Giants in the frigid air of Greenbay, wondering how they kept going with their bare arms and tight uniforms. A rousing good game, and I especially enjoyed it because I watched it propped up on pillows, covered by my electric blanket (turned on, of course). I had no chocolate candy to munch on, nor did I have any wine or brandy, but I did have some walnuts and raisins, which I consumed. I ignored my household chores, and since the game went on past dinnertime, I let Bill do the cooking and he made a memorable meal. Such luxury!
We had a small diversion in our lives yesterday, although it will seem minor at best to others who lead more active lives.
What happened was that our absentee neighbor called and asked if we would go over to her house and check to see if her hot water heater was leaking. Her electric bill was almost four times as large as usual, and she was worried that the water was leaking out and using an inordinate amount of electricity. We were happy to help her out, but to be honest, we wondered just how we were going to do it as she has a high fence with a locked gate. Still, we ventured forth and luckily Bill was able to jiggle the gate around and it actually opened up. A couple of cars went by while we were breaking in, but no one seemed to think that two old seniors breaking into someone's yard was unusual. We closed the gate again and found our way down the path to the house. It was like going into an area that had been hit by a huge windstorm. Limbs and clumps of needles and leaves were everywhere and we had to push our way through banks of ivy and low bushes. It was peaceful and quiet and the house was empty and silent. My neighbor has been in ill health and only comes up a couple of times a year, so the yard work has really piled up. We couldn't see any leakage under the water heater, but when we checked the electric meter, we could tell that the meter reader had made a mistake. She had given us the latest reading when she called, and the numbers were far out of line. Good news for her, and a very small adventure for us. The view from the back of her house is spectacular. As we walked home, we felt as though we were back in time, two young, foolish people going somewhere where we were not supposed to be. It brought to mind the time that Bill led a group of us through the forbidden temple of the Mormons. A serious transgression.
Otherwise, everything has been going on as usual. I wonder how many thousands of people watched the game today.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
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