Day 162: Patchwork Day

No, I don't quilt, but today has been a patchwork of this and that, one thing and another - bits and pieces that somehow fit together to make A Day.

There was a festival in the village (some call it 'Rose Queen' while others call it 'May Queen' and since each side has its adherents they argue it out every year - so it's 'The Village Festival,' lol). It was cloudy and rained pretty good around lunchtime, but other than that, they had a nice day for it. We didn't go up to the field where the events are held. As I pointed out back on the first of May, I will watch Maypole Dancing when it's available, but it very seldom is, and alas, today there was none, so I didn't bother. The rest consisted of a parade of kiddie floats, plus some carnival-style rides for tots. One of these days I plan to get to DisneyWorld (I've been to DisneyLand, lo these many years ago, and I don't care how old you are, Disney-places give us a chance to be kids again), but other than that, until grandchildren come along, I will wait for that stuff. If that makes sense.

Then there was the qualifying for tomorrow's Grand Prix race in Montreal. I watch it for the background, as much as anything. Montreal is one of my favorite cities, and a few years ago, we walked the race track. When there are no events staged there, it's open to the public, to walk, jog, skateboard, ride bikes - beautiful space, level and paved, with some great views of the city. Himself thinks I watch racing for the racing. Ha ha.

One of the stepsons and girlfriend dropped by, so it was a late supper, and that has broken up our Saturday routine. Not necessarily a bad thing, but as you Faithful Readers know, I am a creature of habit. Once my routine is disrupted, I'm completely (rather than the usual partially) scatterbrained and it takes forever for me to get back on track.

I actually thought about giving the blogging a miss tonight. My grandfather kept little diaries most of his adult life. He didn't do much beyond record a few lines - the weather, if they went somewhere, if someone came to the house or if there was a birthday, just little things. (Might've been much more interesting if he had recorded gossip and scandal, but he didn't, lol.) I started blogging with the idea of organizing my thoughts and figuring out ways to get, and stay, healthy. And I do that. But I made a commitment to myself (a New Year's Resolution, as it were) that I would blog every day for the year, and see where it takes me. I'm reluctant to break my streak (tip o'the hat to The Spark Guy). Mostly blogging seems to take me to the weather, going someplace, having visitors, and noting special occasions. Gee, shades of Grampa--!

I polished off the crazy-quilt day with a bit of television, a little more research for ancestry, and - of all things - looking up information about railroad societies in western NY. I'll try to expand on that in a day or so. Not that it's as colorful as gossip and scandal, but I might find something interesting to share.

And that's it. Goodnight, Sparklers, wherever you are!