August and Heat. Finally.

You know, I was thinking about writing something political, as I have a strong interest in politics. But sometimes I get so sick of it, I turn off the news for weeks. It's so depressing at times, seems like half the population is stark raving mad. I've got some views on local politics, and I work in Indian Country so sometime I might write about such things.

But right now it's 69 degrees at midnight, and that's my kind of summer night. Kinda makes me want to go for a short cruise in my Mustang convertible, take a peek at the bottom of the page. I'm the kind of a guy who likes my summers, and I like 'em hot. We've been pretty cool this summer, hardly ever over 80, but this week's an exception. Mid-80's yesterday and today. Gonna be pushing 90 tomorrow and 80's for the rest of the week. Let's face it, summer is really sensual for a lot of different reasons, but I also share the view of the "Boss" Bruce Springsteen who likes "Girls in Their Summer Clothes". If ya haven't heard the song, google it.

Everything and everyone is so active when it's summer. We like to be out on the lake, we own a pontoon. We don't fish, but we picnic, just cruise around. Sometimes we pick up friends and go have dinner at three or four places you can go eat by boat on Lake Bemidjigamaag. Now that the weather's hot, we also like to go for a swim off the boat. We have to use that boat a lot to make it pay for itself, not cheap owning a boat. But when ya live on water in Minnesota's Great North Woods, well ya gotta have a boat.

We are pretty blessed here with our four acres on the Father of Waters. We re-did our screen porch this year by making it into a three season sun porch. Smart move on Barb's part, I wasn't too sold on the idea until she pointed out I could quit putting up plastic to keep out the winter snows. Now I just love it. What a great place to sit out in the dark, hear the rustle of the leaves and a few night critters, debriefing with the spouse. Yeah, we're blessed. No doubt about it, and now that summer is here finally, well hi...why, I'm just feelin' all right.

Dragon Boat Festival, Bemidji '09

Summertime

I love summer. Let's face it, it's sensual. In spite of June and July acting like May or September, we've been pretty busy enjoying the summer. We always have a bunch of kin come up for Memorial Day. It's nice now that my brother Gregory and wife have moved to Bemidji at least for the warmer months. She's a Californian. And their son Alex has been living with us since April, we have to take good care of him because he is the only boy child of that generation, with about 11 girls. We need someone to carry on the Meuers name.

Kinda got off summer here. The hotter the better, which is not this year. Darn! 'Cause boy like the "Boss", I do like girls in sumer clothes. Lucky I have an understanding wife. We like to be on the water with our pontoon, just cruising, sometimes swimming, or just relaxing in the sun. We did the 4th of July fireworks with friends and relatives on the pontoon which is a nice perspective. We try to make the most of it - doing things, going places. We've jumped in the water a couple of times, a little cool not having those upper 80 degree days to warm it, but refreshing anyway.

This past weekend, we did the Dragon boat festival for the 4th year. Always fun, see lots of folks you know. People come from all over. There is always a grand and crazy parade of teams patterned after the Olympics...sorta. But visiting, music and dancing in the tent afterwards is always a lot of fun, they play my kind of Rock 'n Roll. I even danced a couple times and didn't get all worn out. Maybe I'm finally losing that weight. Somehow I'm feeling younger lately. If I figure it out, I'll let you know.

I sure hope August warms up like it's supposed to. Summer goes by too fast, I want some heat.

I'm Just a Lazy Boy

I'm just a lazy boy, with blog so new
I'm all alone, with not much to do;
Computer and cell phone, right next to my chair
This is my comfort, this is my lair.
Let me oh let me retire, I’ve lost my fire;
To take it easy, why that’s my desire.
I'd like to hear, somebody say
Relax in the north woods, each night and day.
The song of, the song of, the song of, the wood frog, and loon to me
Are so doggone pleasant, a great symphony.
I stay up past midnight, and I get up late
Oh how I love, to pro-crast-in-ate.