It's almost the long weekend. Yee Haw!! It looks like the weather will hold out again. Even the rain this week was a welcome relief. It didn't spoil a whole day just little bits here and there. The temperature is not so hot and the grass is looking a little green now.

Lots of people traveling around. The highway is really busy as are the stores in town but the lakes are pretty quiet. The lake is so warm, the swimming is great.

There was a theft at the trailer park this week. Amy was telling me yesterday that someone opened up one of the worm containers and stole nine worms. Seriously 9 worms!!! She wondered why there was some dirt and a worm on the bottom of the bait fridge. Upon investigation she noticed the half empty container. CSI will not be called in to check the pockets of the Lake St Peter residents or visitors. I would not like to be doing the load of laundry with that shirt in it. Some people will take anything. She probably would have given the person the whole tub if they has asked her. So don't worry about your beer fridge just keep an eye on your worms.

Now for my touching story. I'm sure some of you are familiar with the Cardiology Clinic and the infamous Dr. Hughes in Peterborough. Well I had to have some tests run and then the follow up visit. So after four trips to Peterborough (some tests taking less than five minutes) my final visit for results was due. Arriving 10 minutes early and checking in I was told that Dr. Pompass Ass was running 40 minutes late. Shocking! So after more than an hours wait I finally got sent in to see the big man on campus. Without even looking up I am told "sit there, I'll be with you in a minute". Then in the next breath he yells "You have perfume on. Get out of here." I didn't have perfume on but non the less I steped out of his very large office and he continued to shout "I said out further-get out. We will figure out how to deal with this later. Out further." I couldn't believe what just happened. I was stunned, so I left his office, went out to the waiting room and said to my daughter is a rather dramatic fashion. I am told that I smell and I must leave the office. I'm not sure how far he wants me to go but I figure the car would be far enough. Let's go home.

So I left Dr. Pompass Ass's office without ever getting the test results and frankly I will croak from a heart attack before I ever step foot back there again. There are lots of really great cardiologists around that treat their patients with kindness and respect. This egomaniac is rude, condescending and ignorant. I have since heard dozens of incidents with him and it makes me feel better to know that I am not alone.

The only thing that I can think of that would have had a scent was the fabric softener that my clothes were rinsed in. So anyone that is that sensitive should live in a bubble and work in a lab away from the public.

There now I feel better. (Big sigh)

We will be having music on Saturday and Sunday evening this weekend. So come on out and join us for dinner or just a drink and some rousing conversation.

I'd better get back to work. I'm making a pot of Broccoli and Cheddar soup and soup waits for no woman.

Hope to see you on the weekend.
Cheers
Nancy