Meet Calli, our grand-dog (that's her mom, Net, holding her). Darb, our youngest son, and his wife Net have provided us with grand-cats and a grand-dog that assuage our pet ownership urges. Like grandkids, we can play with them and get them all wound up and then walk out. Nice.
Darb and Net visited over the weekend while in town to help out Net's dad. Sunday Denny made popcorn in the afternoon as is our habit and he and Darb watched the Bengals/Pittsburgh game (what else would we be watching in Ohio?). Of course, after the popcorn was made Darb remembered that he had brought the popcorn he purchased for us at the Beavercreek popcorn festival this past fall. Sigh. Good, home grown white hull-less popcorn from Arcanum. Denny and I grew our own popcorn for two years, sitting in front of the TV in the evening after work stripping the kernels off the cob which is very hard on the thumbs but oh-so-worth-it for great big fluffy popped corn. We've looked for home-grown popcorn all over the West this year but couldn't find any so it was great that the kids not only discovered and bought us a ten-pound bag (thank goodness I brought an extra suitcase for Christmas gifts!) but also got an order form for future purchases. This kid knows the way to his mother's heart!
Net has a new job with the State of Ohio working phone lines with senior citizens answering their questions about the new Medicare prescription plan choices. The position may be a springboard to a different job later, but she's looking forward to working with folks over the phone instead of driving to their homes as a change of pace. The research grant that funds Darb's job is due to expire so his office is waiting to see if their request for renewal is accepted, otherwise he'll be looking for something new also. Since he's bright, verbal and personable (and a lesbian, he claims-don't ask) I don't worry about him as he'll always land on his feet. Which is all a parent can ask, right?
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