Smokey, Smoky, Whatever

I do not go outside with this smoke in the air, It is thick with smoke from the Ponderosa Fire.

We usually go to Lassen this time of year, but that is not going to happen, Unless the east wind comes along and moves it all out to the Pacific.

Labor Day, Again we are unsure what we will do, I wish Wish Wish Ken and his family could come up for a day. I am sure the kids could use a nice swim. Yes the water is cool, cold, frigid but refreshing.

I have another call into Davids doctor. I am beginning to insist something is accomplished.
Can you imagine how it feels to see the one you Love begin a decent into pain and old age.
This has aged him horribly.
When he came home from work Yesterday, He lay on the bed and slept until time to go to dinner.
(Clay and Marie wanted us to meet them)
We go to dinner, We come home immediately. He sets down and goes to sleep and sleeps until 9. Then up and off to bed.

While he sleeps I rearrange the dining area and get it shined up, I am not sure where this cleaning bug came from but I wish it would leave.
Of course if it was clear outside I could be outside on my tractor. (Once I charge the battery and air up the tires and change the oil and replace the blades)
Oh Heck I cant be outside doing anything.

I made the Samoa cake. It sits on the table with two  pieces missing. That is it.I guess it now will go to the freezer with the half of the toasted coconut cake. It just does no good to cook anything here.