Join Waukesha resident Brien Lee and his blog, Sir Fido, as they explore the city and report on the interesting things they find.
Sometimes we get busy at work. A new, second location to get settled, more procedures to learn, more rules and computer codes, less help. Prepare to be bored because I'm going to tell you what I did on my day off.
I knew I had to get up early, so I tried to get some sleep Friday night. I got out of bed just before six so I could take Nick to Saturday school.
Home by 6:30 after dropping off Nick, Sir Fido then took me for a short walk. I read the papers but didn't have much time to smell the coffee, much less drink it, because two hours later I was picking Nick up again. I then gassed up the car, cleaned the cat box, took out the trash and washed a few dishes.
A half hour after getting Nick home from school we were back in the car, now heading toward St. Vincent Pallotti at the corner of Hawley and Bluemound for one of his league games. He won his game so we stopped at Mickey D's on the way home.
I wanted to use the van later in the day for hauling so I took out the seats and, because it didn't start, hooked up the battery charger. I still had some time before my next commitment so I sneaked over to a lovely home on Birch Drive for conversation with my alderman, Joe Pieper, and other neighbors during a "meet and greet" but not before washing and drying Nick's uniform.
Nick and I were back in the car before 2:00 heading to St. Joe's. I helped with game admissions from 2:00 to 4:00 while Nick played, and won, a 3:00 tournament game - his second win of the day.
Fortunately the van started, because immediately after the game I used it for the next three hours to help a family move. By the time I'm done, one son is at a sleep over and the other is at the movies. It's just the two of us, my wife and I, for the next two hours so we pick up subs from Cousins and settle in to watch Castaway for the umpteenth time. (We both agree that knocking out the bad tooth with an ice skate is the worst part of the movie. I closed my eyes.)
The subs went down good and, about the time that "Wilson" is seen floating off in the distance, we are called to pick up Nick at Westpoint. He said the movie, Ghost Rider, was excellent and he said he didn't notice a much larger crowd now that Westown was closed.
So ends a busier than usual Saturday and, if I didn't lose you, you'll notice how much quality time a father spent with his youngest son this day. Days like this don't leave much time for blogging, (or personal hygiene), and for this I apologize.
