Fritchman Thompson Diary
of 5 November 2007
Latest Update: Sunday, 11 November 2007 3:30 p.m
only played nine holes yesterday afternoon but it was good to get out.
The advantages to teeing off later in the morning are not only the
warmer weather but the dew has dried and the rising sun is not right in
our faces playing the holes facing due east. I time yesterday afternoon
to finish up a couple computer projects and get my desk cleared
Last night Bob and I watched the last Inspector Lynley. Very
surprising ending. I will not give it away just in case you plan to
I had a very busy day at work today. It is a good thing I am
comfortable working with spreadsheets. I am entering a lot data in a
couple of spreadsheets I set up. By last this afternoon I was almost
cross eyed. I went to the gym from work. It was good to get a good
physical workout after frying my brain during the day.
Guess I better go. I have some bills to pay before settling down to rest and get in some playtime with the dogs.
Tuesday, 6 November 2007
Yesterday was Guy Fawks Day which is celebrated In England on the anniversary of the Gunpowder Plot.
How fitting that I started reading Carola Dunn's 2006 book Gunpowder
Plot. Daisy, now very pregnant, has gone to an old school friends home
for the 1924 celebration of Guy Fawks Day. Daisy intends to write an
article about the history of the celebration. "Lord" of the Manor, Sir
Harold Tyndall tries to control his children and his wife much to the
consternation of his three daughters and one son. All three daughters
lost finance's/husbands in the war. Son Jack, instead of taking on the
ancestral home prefers to go into aeronautical engineering.
The big day arrives bringing celebration, fireworks, and murder.
Daisy's Scotland Yard husband Alec is called in to investigate which
naturally gets Daisy right in the middle of things. It took the library
system forever to get this and the most recent book in her series which
I why I am just now getting around to reading this one.
Yesterday UPS delivered our author copies of Illustrated Guide to Astronomical Wonders.
Allow me to brag on my husbands efforts. Of all the books he has
written and the ones I have helped with, this is by far the best one he
has ever done. I say that not just because he is my husband, but also
because it really is the best guide you can buy for beginning
astronomers. If you or someone you know is interested in
astronomy as a hobby you need a copy of this book.
When I was just starting to learn astronomy we bought and used a wide
variety of books to assist us in locating double stars, deep sky
objects, binocular objects, etc. All of them were helpful in guiding me
to the objects I needed to find. But, being able to use one book to
pinpoint the all those objects for each constellation would have made
things much easier and less frustrating.
Wednesday, 7 November 2007
Ah. Middle of the week. Not much in the news.
Gym after work. On the weather front, tonight is to be the coldest of
the season so far getting down to 30 and maybe even dipping into the
high 20's in some places.
Bob and I are watching the third and last season of Veronica Mars. Great show. Very Buffy like.
Thursday, 8 November 2007
Friday, 9 November 2007
I had Friends meeting last night followed by
the weekly grocery shopping. I decided to step down from the Board next
year. I have been on for six or more years and feel it is time for
someone else to serve. Since we elect our new Board in January they are
now looking for volunteers to replace myself and a few others who are
going off. I wanted to give them time to find someone to take secretary
as well as filling my position on the Board.
We are still in the middle of our Veronica Marsathon.
When I got home tonight Bob had just finished up a telephone interview
with an editor. I guess Malcolm took exception to Bob having the gate
up to his office and/or just got bored with life. Bob came out of
office into the den while I was coming in the downstairs door. The
floor and couch were covered with something that had been shredded.
Turns out Malcolm, the thief, stole an empty plastic Dent Stix wrapper
from the trashcan by the couch where I sit. The bags are pretty touch
plastic so hopefully he just shredded it and did not try to eat any of
Saturday, 10 November 2007
I didn't get to the weekly house cleaning
last week so I tackled that first thing this morning. By the time I
finished up it was around 10am. I hauled out the blower and leave
vacuum to start a a major leave cleanup. I blew the leaves from the
natural area by the house and along the drive onto the driveway then
blew all those leaves to the street. There was half a bushel of leaves
on the driveway alone. After clearing the natural areas I cranked up
the vacuum having it nice and clean by noon. After my lunch break I
mowed the front then started all over again in the back.
Blew the leaves from the lower part of the drive and off the natural
area in front of the deck, vacuumed, then mowed. All done by 2pm. With
a couple of rest breaks between the vacuuming and mowing it still only
tool a total of about 4 hours which was not bad for as many leaves as I
had down. There are still a lot left to fall. And, with the
temperatures to back up in the low 70's the grass will still need
mowing by a couple of times.
I finished the Daisy last night and started another Anne Perry, Half Moon Street.
Sunday, 11 November 2007
Last night I went out to dinner with Frances
and Marcie. We went to a very nice, casual dinning Italian restaurant.
Pizza, stromboli, pasta, etc. I had a very good eggplant with
mozzarella on penne pasta dish.
I caught up on my ironing this morning before leaving around 11 to pick
up dad for nine holes. It is a beautiful day. Temperatures in the mid
50's with light winds. I stayed to visit a little when we got back to
Now to tackle the usual Sunday pile of junk on my desk, read websites,
etc. Tonight we are having dinner with Paul and Mary at the Mexican
restaurant. Hum, a no cooking weekend. Nice.
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