On holiday, sort of

It’s a three-day weekend for those of you working in the real world. The school district in which I toiled all those years is still on winter break, returning on the 17th, after a 3-week hiatus, so they are enjoying the last of their holiday.

Terry and I took off Thursday morning for the bay area, stopping at Stanford Shopping Center for lunch and window shopping. On Friday we took BART into San Francisco and spent most of the day in the Mission District. I will have more to tell you about that once we have returned home. We got back to San Mateo in the late afternoon to help our son-in-law take care of the two kids. Our daughter works late, very late, on Fridays, and so he must do it all–chores, dinner, baths, bedtime. Today we are taking care of the small granddaughter while her parents and baby brother attend the 49ers vs somebody game at Candlestick Park, which fortunately for them, is just up the road apiece. We’re going to take small granddaughter back to our hotel to spend the night which will make it a little easier for her mother to get up and get ready for work in the morning. (If I haven’t already told you, our daughter is a minister in San Mateo so weekends are her working days. This morning was Chinese School until noon.)

As I sit here typing, small granddaughter is napping, Terry is doing the dishes, and I am on the fourth load of laundry, one more to go. Remember, it’s a holiday weekend!

If you can’t stand the heat…

Turns out, today, at my daughter’s in San Mateo, it is cooler in the kitchen than the rest of the house. Of course, no cooking is going on.

San Mateo is usually pretty cool, like San Francisco, its neighbor 20 miles north, but today there was no marine layer; therefore, the temperature has hit 88 degrees by 4:30. Not so bad in a place like Fresno where we all have air conditioning. Pretty miserable in a place like San Mateo where AC is rarely needed. Even in Fresno I  have four fans running during the hot summer days. My daughter has only one fan.

For now I’m hiding out in the kitchen, where there is a slight breeze coming in the window, and where I can feel the fan blowing some air from out in the living room. It’s also close to the ice.