Frank has been told — by a doctor this time, not me — to cut back on his coffee. He’s been a coffee hound ever since I met him, drinking it morning, noon and night. Me, I’m simply a morning person with coffee. But if he comes upon a free cup at, say, the bank […]
Yes, he’s wonderful. He does so many things for me that just wouldn’t happen otherwise, if not for him. Take today, for example. Frank made sure that all the computer wires got all set up in the right way. This involved about 25 times of him getting on the floor upsidedown to make sure cords […]
We haven’t been caught doing papers in such a rainstorm as what happened yesterday — a Saturday, of all days, with the heaviest, biggest papers. They take longer to bag and we actually do the route backwards. I get started on it and meet Frank midway (who takes the scooter up to Cooper Street).
It was […]
We, too, welcome little Calvin Greeley Williams to the world on June 21, although we wish the parents had been more daring with the name and added “Coolidge” to the middle name.
We can’t wait to see the little guy!
To follow up on Louise’s anniversary comment (”Which did you choose?”), we chose Saint John as our anniversary destination. It’s 115 miles from Machias, or 2 hours, 15 minutes. We left at 2pm and were home, after a fun dinner and walk-about, by 9pm.
We had hearty beers off the tap and appetizers in a pub, […]
We’re not sure when newly-marrieds stop being considered “newlyweds,” but here on our third anniversary, we still consider ourselves newlyweds! I mean, it feels like it was just yesterday, the big event at Fort Knox.
We both have a little work to do today, but then we will head to New Brunswick to who knows […]
We are looking forward to seeing “The Music Man” as a production of the local Downriver Theatre Company, now in its 17th season. Last year we saw “Carousel.” It runs over the next three weekends at the University of Maine at Machias’ Performing Arts Center.
We got the Robert Preston DVD of the Music Man and […]
Frank landed on the “Christian Life Committee” at the Parish Council’s annual meeting last week. He had been on it since last year, but so were several women who tended to do all the work. This time, those women put themselves on other committees — so Frank is it, this year (plus a high schooler […]
Friday I had an accident, of sorts. Nothing significant in any way — but leaving a store’s parking lot, I backed into a concrete post that wasn’t there when I looked in the rear view mirror the first time. The sound was loud and the bumper took all the damage (and there really was no […]
Twice a year, for the June primary and November election, I go the one hour to Calais to help collect towns’ voting numbers for the next day’s results. For the bigger elections we meet at the radio station and “go live” with updates of who’s winning what, where. The crew has included on November nights […]
So - some say around here that “just going to a funeral” wearing jeans is okay, because it’s better than not going at all. I still don’t buy that. I believe there are times to make an effort.
Another time to make an effort and dress with respect is when you’re in the courtroom — either […]
… the house is a wreck. Three days of Margaretta-ing — when things don’t get put back where they should be, or even in a timely manner — accounts for that. Major cleanup ahead.
Our house smells of cigar smoke — but what do you expect when Frank and his buddies can’t do the encampment (see below), and have to spend the day doing something?
By 11am they were all assembled at 12 Free St., and the cigars were all going. I made sandwiches for everyone and set out […]
Our festival happened, in spite of a forecast for drenching rain through the weekend. It coulda been great — if the forecast had only reflected reality. The worst of the rain occurred Saturday from 6:30 to 9:30am — and came on top of already-soggy ground that had been rained on for much of the previous […]
Frank picked up another “vice-president” tag on Thursday evening, from the Machias Historical Society. He gave up his secretary title to become the vice-president, and that job seems more fun — he’s now in charge of lining up the speakers and figuring out new spins for old topics, for the monthly meetings.
Although now he is […]
We thought the rain solid through last weekend would mean Margaretta Days — today through Sunday — would be clear of rain. Guess we thought wrong. It has been raining for much of the last two days, and today’s forecast is for more rain, followed by rain overnight, and rain on Saturday. So much for […]
As of this evening, Frank is the new vice-president of the church council (they have the annual meeting for new offices each June). He is also currently the vice-president of the Washington County Children’s Program and the vice-president of the Washington County Bar Association, although the children’s program position will fall away at that annual […]
We had two days of heavy rain on Saturday and Sunday, but Frank’s dozen blossoming irises withstood the bad weather. There are another 20 buds about to bloom, which pleases Frank no end.
I have given up the home office. Happily, agreeably. While I enjoyed so many things about the convenience, I realized recently that the paneeds to be accessible in the community, with an office where people can stop by and chat, if inclined.
We have rented two rooms — one is for the circulation people who collect […]
In a bit of pre-Margaretta Days fun, us publicity-seeking church-goers wore our Sunday finery, circa 1775, yesterday. Mom had made me the proper style dress for which one doesn’t wear a bra underneath, and Frank was dashing in his black socks, white britches and black jacket that came out of Marg Ahlin’s attic of theater […]
Finally — after 21/2 years since we moved in, Frank has his beloved irises blooming again. I think he waited some time to plant them, and then one batch didn’t take at all. (These were what he dug up from the front of the farmhouse in Franklin, where he had irises for about 20 years […]