Tonight's supper

Mike and the girls went fishing today. They caught three pretty good-sized catfish and three little bluegills. Brought them home and cleaned them up, but it'd been a while since he had cleaned fish, so he had some questions. I called my dad for a fish cleaning consultation but I got voicemail. Tried to think through my contacts list as to who else I know that might know about cleaning fish, and made a couple of calls but got voice mail there too. Mike figured it out though, and cleaned the fish just fine.

Meanwhile, I had harvested some potatoes and onions and while Mike was cleaning the fish I came in and put together a dish of scalloped potatoes. Simple and delicious - fried fish and scalloped potatoes - a meal fit for a king.

While we were eating I got a text from Dad. He said, "I was in a noisy place and didn't hear the phone.
To clean fish, use baby shampoo. That way it doesn't burn their little eyes." I laughed so hard I could barely read it to Michael and then we both fell out. I replied to dad, "good, then we did it right!" I'm still laughing about the baby shampoo. Funny Daddy!

How it is in Florida

Here's how it is in Florida: hot and humid. When you go outside your glasses fog up. Then moisture forms all over your body. Some of that could be sweat but I think most of it is condensation - I know I don't sweat that much in Oklahoma. Then again is my sister has just pointed out to me, "You haven't been moving house full of stuff In Oklahoma." True. Anyway I thank God for air conditioning. And Siri, who types a whole lot faster than I do.

Moving Dad

In Florida with my sister to empty Dad's big house. Mom died two years ago and this huge lovely house is way more house than he needs. He put it on the market, it sold, closing is next week. Movers have been here the last three days - first to move some things to a much smaller house up in Bradenton, and then to pack and load the rest of everything else to Oklahoma. They left yesterday.

The packers we had on Tuesday were suitably thorough, but when the people showed up yesterday (a totally different crew) they complained bitterly about how slow the previous day's crew were, and how little they got done. Kathi and I tried to defend the "slow" crew, because WE knew they had been working all day and we saw how they packed - carefully, as if these were their own precious items. The "fast" packers - not so thoughtful. We'll see how everything arrives.

Other than that, it rained a frog strangler yesterday and we awoke to thunder this morning.