I didn't do much blogging last week and left a bit of a hole in my usual routine. Guess that happens sometimes.
Today I took Hannah out to babysit for a couple hours at Bethany's house. While she was there I took the opportunity to spend
some time alone. I drove down to the Webster side of the Irondequoit Bay
outlet, past the spot where the firefighters were ambushed in December of 2012. Most of the empty burned out lots have brand new houses being constructed. Only the Spengler lot remains empty and it is so small that over time it will not even be known as an "empty lot" at all. There is no way to drive that little stretch of road without remembering that fateful morning.
Didn't get much accomplished at home, but I did do two loads of laundry and straighten up the couch. And, I managed to make something for dinner too. Guess that counts for something.