Week in the Life, Day 2

SUNDAY

10:27 a.m. (The clock is 8 minutes fast.) I finally roll out of bed. Mark is at church but he let me sleep in. The plan for today is for me to sit around as much as possible so the ankle is in good shape for work and Ottawa. Should make for a great post, right?

11:33 a.m. I attempt a trip to Blockbuster. It's hard to tell in this photo but the right lane of the road is totally ripped up in front of and beside Blockbuster. I drive back and forth a couple of times, trying to figure out how to get in the parking lot before finally just parking across the street. Hamburg is freakin' killing me with all this construction. I'd buy a house somewhere else just to get away from it.

11:59 a.m. My movie selection. They didn't have what I really wanted - the rest of season one of The Wire - and I'm pretty uninspired by what I got. If I hadn't had movies from Blockbuster's mail service to trade in I probably would've left with nothing. I started with Brothers and Sisters which I liked a lot more than I expected to. (Oh, and that puck isn't placed there just for the photo. It's always on top of the TV and has been for a couple of seasons now.)

2:24 p.m. I follow a link from Shots Off the Crossbar to Bucky's column which includes the line, "And the fact that Crosby scored the winner in a shootout made the event (the Winter Classic) that much better." He makes no mention of the anonymous donation that Ryan Miller and the Steadfast Foundation received from the league to let Sid win on that horrible shot. (I would criticize Bucky for that remark but he was writing from the point-of-view of the league and that's undoubtedly the ending the league wanted.)

3:43 p.m. Reading Flyte. One of my boys brought me his copy of the first book in this series. "I know you like to read and I think you'll like this a lot." I thought that was pretty adorable so I read it and it was pretty good. This is the sequel which he also loaned to me. It's kind of Harry Potter-ish maybe for a slightly younger reader.

8:18 p.m. Returning books and magazines to the library. Total late fees accrued: $3.75

10:14 p.m. Mark says, "Ummm... So what's the story with the bike in the bedroom?" The story is this: Most of my boys are on some kind of behavior modification program - if you do this, you can earn that. One of them earns time to ride this bike that was donated to the school. On Friday the seat suddenly fell apart so I decided I would bring it home this weekend and take a look at it which I did not do until right now, 10:14 on Sunday night. I think I figured out how everything goes together but unfortunately I believe I'm missing a... thingy. Not a screw, not a bolt. A nut! Yeah, a nut, I think. So that was a bummer.

And thus endeth the most boring day ever.