Wednesday, July 03, 2013
Playing Catch Up
There was so much going on the week after we got back from vacation. We had to drive into town to return the rental car and buy some groceries. The next day we had to take my car into town for service, which is why we took a rental car in the first place. I forget how fracturing those trips are - always have to allow two hours road time. I had an email on Monday from my old running partner, asking whether or not I was going to be able to make the brunch on Friday? I didn't realize we had one, but yeah. My head is still reeling. Four of us who were friends from 30 years ago sat and talked forever. We had belonged to a tight group of several dozen and then life spontaneously changed and we all went our own ways, many of us out of state. I was exhausted after I left but I felt really good. I was thankful that I had scheduled lunch with my favorite woman on the planet - my daughter!
There were over a dozen more support vehicles, including sleeping units at the top of Red Rock Road. I crept through the maze to get onto the highway and choked up as a firefighter waved me by. I'm so grateful that they go out in this miserable heat to keep us safe.
My DIL Missy is in town with my grandsons to help her mother post surgery. We visited for a while, checked out some knitting, and played a rousing game of Apples to Apples - more goodness. I left to see my doc and polished off the day by stocking up at Costco. It was 102 when I left there and I got soon heard one of the disaster alert messages on the radio for flashflood warnings. Huh? I hadn't driven another five miles when the sky opened up. It was like driving through a car wash. By the time I reached our highway, my temperature gauge registered 66 degrees. Welcome to the high desert. I can image the fire crews were doing a happy dance. The smell of smoke still lingers tonight. Heroes? You know my answer.