Cheers from East Tennessee

Yesterday afternoon, I arrived in Knox-town with a car which was providing transportation, but nothing else. I came inside to escape the heat of late June and found my father in law with new facial hair. The house was cool, thanks to air conditioning, but Cindy and I went out on the screened porch and read books while the dog found the coolness of the floor.

Today, it was hot and all the plans we had discussed got preempted by a trip to the pool at Missy's condo. I found that there was a Moe's nearby, so Kate and I travelled to it and purchased the burritos for which I had had a taste for several days. Afterward, it just seemed too hot in the shining pan of the day to lay out in the sun and wait for the sunscreen to stop doing its duty, at which point my poor Celtic flesh would turn red like a lobster in a pot.

So, I excused myself and drove to the folks' house, showered, changed and then napped for an hour. At this point, I decided that I was being rude to my inlaws, so I came downstairs, only to find them both asleep on the couches in the living room. So, apparently it was the nap hour in the Sicard house, and I was just complying with the structure.

Now it is past five, almost six, and a beer from Germany is calling my name from the refrigerator downstairs. It is quite interesting how I can remember the Deutsch I learned in high school and college about this time of day.

Adieu. Oder Auf Wiedersehen. Entschuldigen mir bitte. Prosit.