July 7, 1991

I wake up hungover, and only an early afternoon nap, a baseball announcer droning in the background, revives me.  It's after three by the time we leave for Middleton.  We stop for refreshments at the A&W in Fond du Lac and to soothe a fussy Eddie guy at the Hardee's in Waupun.  

Driving along River Road, I am stunned by the evidence of a recent storm.   The road is littered with leaves, as if it were fall, only they're all green.  Dozens of trees are uprooted.  Others have been snapped in half.  Power lines are down.  I start to worry about the condition of our yard and am relieved to find just oversized twigs on the ground.  The gardens look unscathed.  

We unpack and spend the evening quietly.  No TV due to the storm.

July 2, 1991

I kiddingly remind JoAnna to make sure she takes her portfolio to work.  I want no interruption this morning, as I've given myself a long list of chores to do.  Like take out the garbage, which this week includes sawing the changing table into bagable pieces.  Disassembling the entertainment center that we moved into the garage last fall.  Organizing the contents of the garage.  Performing some routine bike maintenance.  I'm a greasy, sweaty mess by 11.

As promised, I take Andy to Hardee's for supper.  He can't sit still the entire time we're in the restaurant.