Archive for May 2012


The Start of the Season

May 30th, 2012 — 2:23am

May 29th, 2012

Today’s special:  A Polish sausage with grilled onions, peppers, mushrooms, and cheese, with fries and a vanilla cream float.

Today’s cookies:  lemon oatmeal with tart lemon glaze, oatmeal raisin cranberry, and monster.  Lately I’ve been stuffing the cookies–fudge in the monster, lemon curd in the lemon–but there wasn’t time for that today.

Today’s muffins:  elderberry-blueberry with an orange glaze.  All gone early!

Today’s furthest (farthest?) travelers:  a  family from Germany.

Today’s hardest part:  taking in two big deliveries and waiting tables at the same time.  Back hurts; lifted too much.  Too stubborn and too dumb to take it slower and easier.  Do I have to wreck my back again to learn?  Maybe.  Such is human nature.  Wonder why.

Today’s best part:  hard to choose, once I start thinking about it.  My first sip of coffee this morning?  My walk with Sallie?  All the friendly faces I saw?  My spinach salad?  Also the smell of rain, which has been in such short supply for so long, talking to my mom and my sister on the phone, sitting down for a moment with Bob and Carol, talking to Candace about writing, serving pie and French fries to two cheerful campers, finding the mocha I lost this morning when it got busy (added ice cubes to it and had it as my after work treat),  eating bleu cheese potato chips with a slice of sharp cheddar cheese for a very happy if not nutritional supper.

Best news:  The wildfires are somewhat more contained.  We had a much needed downpour last night.  (The world seemed washed this morning.)  My brother is home from the hospital.  Readers are stopping in to say they loved PRAIRIE EVERS.  Also writing to say they bought SOUTH OF SUPERIOR at the airport.  (This is quite a thrill!)  Laura had a great graduation, which I was sorry to miss but happy to hear about after.

Worst news:  Oh, she said with a sigh, I guess there wasn’t any, really, not in my own personal world, not today.  It’s just that it’s 10:00 p.m. and I’m mentally flat-lining.  But even on hard days there are so many high points.

Some scattered high points from the past week:

Nathan and AJ enjoy sodas

Thomas, me, and Dameon. Dameon's going to read P. EVERS for his book report at school, and Thomas is going to see if his library at home has it.

Crossing the Mackinac Bridge is a thrill every time.

Like us, the guys at Krueger's Fish Market in Mackinac City are gearing up for the summer season.

So is our friend Lenny at the Bridgeview Diner.

6:34 p.m. on Wednesday... fifteen minutes later we left Lenny's place in Mackinac City and headed back north across the bridge to dive into the holiday weekend's long hours.

8 comments » | After Work

PRAIRIE EVERS Release day…

May 25th, 2012 — 2:31am

May 24th, 2012

10:30 p.m.

Today’s Special:  Steak and eggs with potatoes and toast.

Windy, warm, hazy, busy.

A long day.  My shift was from 7 a.m. to 9 p.m., and Rick is still working in the kitchen.

There’s a wildfire burning in the Seney Wildlife Refuge and one–or maybe a few–north of Newberry, up in the Two Hearted Country.  My thoughts keep going to the people fighting the fires and to those being evacuated.  Also to the wildlife and land and trees.   People asked at dinner if we’re worried about our house and so far the answer is no.  Actually didn’t know about the fires closer to home until they asked and explained that Pike Lake and the Two Hearted are being evacuated, but still the answer is–thankfully–no, not worried, not at this point.

It was a steadily busy day that didn’t allow time to make cookies or pie or Cole slaw or muffins, and so we were sadly lacking in all these most of the day.   Also it was busier than expected and we ran out of things right and left:  burgers, soup, fish, corned beef, pastrami.  Now Rick has finished the soup–fish chowder–and I did make oatmeal raisin cookies and batter for monster cookies for tomorrow.  Also got cinnamon rolls and bread baked and orange juice squeezed, and finished most of the daily closing chores of sweeping and dishes and emptying garbage and etc.  Did not get the ketchups filled.  Too tired now.  Go easy on the ketchup in the morning, please!  Emily comes to work tomorrow afternoon and Becky also as of Saturday, and for this I am profoundly grateful.  I need their help.

Today all day my head hurt, I was tired, I couldn’t think, I was concerned about my oldest  brother who was unexpectedly in the hospital.  (Tonight he seems in good spirits and says it’s comfortable if sometimes a little boring, that everyone has been very nice, and that the food is pretty good.)  Also my list of undone chores kept getting longer  no matter how hard I tried, we got shorted on our meat order in a variety of inconvenient ways, and the big deli case acted like it wasn’t going to work.    (But finally it did start running this evening, so there is a great big repair bill possibly diverted.)  To top this off, late in the day I dropped my nice new pen from my sister and broke it.  When I was sad about this, David who was in for cookies kindly offered to super glue it back together.  In doing this, we managed to super glue my right thumb and first finger together.  This was  totally unexpected and hard to believe, but indeed, my fingers were glued firmly together.  I was a little worried-it was almost dinner time and I had stuff in the oven.  I tried to remain cheerful while David went back uptown to get his gallon of acetone.  A customer eating a sandwich and watching the events unfold  said, “At least everything is O.K.”

I started laughing, because indeed that was the symbol my fingers were glued in.

And so it was–okay.   It was a hard day, a good day, a weird day, a special day for me, the official release day for PRAIRIE EVERS, my new middle grade novel.   It was especially fun to sell the book to two girls from Petoskey, Michigan–the first two kids to buy the book from me.   Even though it was an ‘off’ day almost all day long–what I think of as a struggle day, when nothing will go quite right and I can’t get my brain clicking–I’m in a happy mood tonight.   There’s basketball on the radio, the dog is plodding around in a friendly, curious way, and I’m on my way to bed at last.  Many people were very kind to me today.  Cheers to all–dear friends and strangers passing through.

23 comments » | Today's Special

Back to top