Poked or maybe prodded…

It is Monday night here in NJ. Monday night means lacrosse for boys and yoga for girls. I played with the usual Monday night crowd at the Robbinsville Field House. The owners have finally fixed all the lights. All of them. When we started playing there about four years ago, all the lights worked. Then gradually, one by one, the lights would burn out and not get replaced. Then Sandy happened and the owners had to fix the lights. There is the silver lining from the storm. I had a few shots, caught a few passes. I did not score nor did I get hurt.  I had a good night.  My DW went to yoga at the Ocean Club. She said there were six students this week. One of them was a pregnant lady who, did not go into labor during yoga.  Good deal.

I spoke with DS2 this evening, second night in a row that he called to chat. Apparently he is unhappy with the lapse in my blog writing. He poked and prodded me.  Tonight’s blog is dedicated to him. He said that tonight was the fall Jazz concert. Note to the Marywood music department: How are the parents of the musicians supposed to attend a concert on a Monday night? We would have gone if the show was a Friday night, anytime Saturday or on a Sunday.  I don’t get it. He said the show went well. He also spoke of dodging a car in the cross walk in front of the music building. It’s good thing he is nimble on his toes.

Sunday he drove back to school from Lowville, NY. He said that the there was some snow on the highway north of Syracuse. He has very little prior experience driving in the snow. We live near the ocean in southern New Jersey, Sandy country. This is not an area known for snow fall in the winter. And while he has lived in Scranton now for the some part of three years of college, he will not usually venture out in his car if the roads are snow-covered.

Saturday, November 24 was spent doing the usual Saturday chores. We actually succumbed to the Black Friday sales (planned purchase waiting for a deal) and bought a 55 inch Samsung LED tv. This set replaced the tv in the cellar which was an old tube style tv.  Our other HD tv upstairs is 11 years old and still working. The picture on the new set is unbelievable. We have lived with a HD tv for 11 years and are blown away by the improvements that have been made to HD sets during that time. We spent Saturday night and some of Sunday watching college and professional football.

Sunday, DS3 drove back to school. He was home for the Thanksgiving break. He spent most of his vacation evenings with his girlfriend.  He will be camping this coming weekend with the ROTC boys and girls at Fort Dix, here in New Jersey. Fort Dix is about 25 minutes from our home. I have not looked at the weather yet, but I hope it will be nice.

Note to DS3: You took a few pictures at Thanksgiving and were supposed to put them in my Drop Box? Did you or could you? Thanks!

There you go DS2. I will try to be more faithful to my blog writing. Here are a few pictures from the last couple of days. The captions will tell the story. Enjoy!

Namaste