We lounged and worked puzzles. Then I worked on my journal and did some printing. Marge was outside so I took her and Paul a postcard and gave them our address. I can't believe we're leaving on Friday (they leave Thursday for a family reunion of Paulís side.) Butch and Debbie returned from their trip to get their 5th wheel worked on.
Bob and I headed to Cheboygan as the skies darkened with promised thunderstorms. It looks black and ugly to the west as we drive up 27. Big drops began to fall as we ducked in to Indo China Gardens for one last lunch. We will definitely miss this place. We splurged and tried the sampler appetizer (spring rolls, wontons, pot stickers, wing dings and egg rolls.) Needless to say I took most of my Cashew Chicken entree home, as Bob did his Shrimp & Veges. The lights blinked off in the restaurant once as we ordered but came right back on. It poured like crazy but was barely raining as we left. We stopped at Wal-Mart and got a few groceries then headed home. The black clouds are all east of here now. We got the last paper at the office. Shirley was manning the front desk.
Some small branches and leaves were down around our campsite and Marge had retracted her awning, so the wind must have kicked up here too while we were gone. We read the paper then I took the laptop down to the office. The picnic table down there wasn't too wet. I got some of my 'To Do' list done on the wireless before we leave. Martha, the workcamper who lives here with 'Max' and his 'Shack' came by and joined me with her laptop. She is just eligible for her first Social Security check and went on-line to see if all of the paperwork went through correctly. She had been out kayaking and the storm chased her and Max off the water. But not before she got a good picture of a loon. She said Max didn't even bark his fool head of at it.
Patti was on-line and we got to chat. She was jealous of our rain. Shirley said it rained for about 25 minutes here at Indian River. On the way home from the office I ran into Martha out for a walk with Max. So I got meet the infamous Max, a cute Schnauzer, one year old. It made me get dog fever again. Back home we watched NCIS and House reruns. The clouds must have lined up right because our reception was better than it has been.
It's 10:28 p.m. and 70.6 degrees. The rain cooled things off about ten degrees and blew out some of the humidity thankfully.