This weekend I attempted to read my book. I finally accomplished this on Sunday afternoon. In fact, it was quite easy to do because there was absolutely nothing to watch on the TV.
In the morning, I did watch a movie I had not seen in years. Beverly Hills Cop! Now that sure was a fun movie.
Northwoods Law was on in the afternoon, but I had seen all the episodes, so it was just background white noise even though it was on.
I’ve been working through Ancestry.com tracing our family’s roots. I recalled my Grandmother Stevens had a younger brother who served in the Canadian Armed Forces in WW I. Just for the heck of it I googled his name and the battle that took his life. I was shocked to find this:
He was just 20 years old when he died. He is buried in France. So sad. His life had not even begun. I can see my Dad’s eyes in this young man. Oddly enough, my Grandmother never spoke of her family. I think my Dad may have mentioned it to me along the way.
You just never know what you will find when you Google someone!
Our weather finally has changed. We’re back to cooler temperatures and lower humidity. Thank goodness. I moved back here from Florida because I could not handle the intense heat and humidity. One thing that’s for sure is that when I eventually leave this house, my next home will have air conditioning.
For the most part, I can say that my desire for a quiet weekend finally happened.