I awakened at midnight due to the sound of Harley-Davidsons fifteen floors below my windows. Also the dog wanted to get back up on the bed and had to be lifted (she has no hips).
After nearly two hours the Harleys have gone, well, wherever home is during the Rally. Now it’s just fierce winds off the lake. They’re both loud.
We’re poised to do a few things this weekend, including taking advantage of a museum membership (thanks, M) and perhaps another as well. Then again, it’s Labor Day weekend, one to plan for new adventures and perhaps renew our energies (and take out and feed the dog) and definitely sleep in.
The Harleys awakened me at midnight and I have dog duty at 6-7 a.m. and that’s OK. I want hubby to sleep in. Do you know how loud Harleys are even 15 floors up?
It’s almost 2:00 a.m. and the bars must be closing. That’s a good thing. University students are back in town, our first year here so we’ll see how it goes. More Harleys. And it must be ten minutes before closing.
And the wind is fierce off the lake and escalating. Glad we have solid windows. Dogma and hubby are sound asleep, as they do through hurricanes. I’m on my own and writing. Shhh, Dee
Cooking with Dee 