{"id":9184,"date":"2013-08-11T21:16:26","date_gmt":"2013-08-12T02:16:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lincolndemocrat.com\/?p=9184"},"modified":"2013-08-11T21:22:09","modified_gmt":"2013-08-12T02:22:09","slug":"hummingbird-and-advil","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lincolndemocrat.com\/?p=9184","title":{"rendered":"Hummingbird and Advil"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>As the day began to dim I was looking out at our garden while washing the pots and pans. I saw a familiar streak zip past a bunch of pink petunias. We&#8217;ve been waiting in vain for hummingbirds all summer. I scrubbed furiously as I searched the garden. Then sure enough a ruby throat-ed hummer hovered over the flowers. I dried my hands and hurried into the living room to tell Claudia that all her work planting hummer food had finally paid off. <\/p>\n<p>I was going to hurry up after the dishes to enter this breath taking news into a blog post but I was so tired I laid down for half an hour to rest. When I got up I took an advil to sooth or mask the stiffness from carrying a forty pound grandson for a mile on my back during today&#8217;s %K Amberwing ColorRun. Or something like that. My daughter had bought a set of family tickets and there was one left over for me. <\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;d planned to visit my Mother and sing to her. Ditto yesterday. Didn&#8217;t work out. We had grandkids and a wedding reception most of yesterday and today&#8217;s 5K. I was wearing jeans and had no inclination to join but I&#8217;m a sucker for a good time and by the time I&#8217;d parked the car I had reconsidered. While walking to find my family I dictated the beginnings of a new Reader Weekly column into my amazing Samsung phone. I&#8217;d brought my computer to type it in during the run but with the Samsung that wasn&#8217;t necessary. I just dictated a long email and sent it to myself.<\/p>\n<p>Then I began my slog. Tanner and I were in the fourth wave of the several thousand runner. I kept up with him and then after a mile he realized he was thirsty. This slowed him down as I kept assuring him there would be water ahead. Instead we got profusions of rainbow colored chalk dust tossed on us. I carried him much of the way home in the heat and sang to keep up my good temper. Must have missed the singing for my Mom.<\/p>\n<p>Gee, this is strictly Harry&#8217;s Diary stuff. I make it a general policy not to post pictures of my family in the blog. I write enough personal stuff in here without singling them out visually. Trust me I&#8217;ve got the pictures to prove we were a rainbow sherbet when we got home. We all took long baths or showers to scrub ourselves back into normalcy.<\/p>\n<p>My PVC gave me a call after Claudia started grilling a six pound chicken &#8211; singing chicken she calls it. PVC (who really deserves a name reported on the latest phoning. He&#8217;s gotten to the end of my list and added quite a number of lawnsign locations for me. He needed a ride to Wallgreens for some items. (He lives without a car) It was a good chance to catch up as I&#8217;ve been hiding behind grandparenthood for most of the last week. <\/p>\n<p>I grabbed one of my old books from 1992. I&#8217;d published over 5,000 of them with a mind to sell them to finance my campaign that year against Congressman Oberstar. I sold 300 and only began recycling all the clutter a few years ago. I&#8217;d set another 200 of my rapidly dwindling pile of them out to recycle and they had gotten rained on. I plucked a damp one out of a box to toss to my PVC. I told him the book was about me and that it was written before I was really ready to write or publish a book. That caught his interest.<\/p>\n<p>To my surprise he texted back an hour later to tell me he&#8217;d been impressed with <a href=\"http:\/\/www.snowbizz.com\/HWRepublican\/congressor92.htm\">the speech<\/a> in the book that I had delivered to a booing Republican audience. I thanked him. <\/p>\n<p>My PVC has no clue how unorthodox my politics has been through the years. It seems to endear me to him. That&#8217;s fine with me especially if he keeps making phone calls on my behalf.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As the day began to dim I was looking out at our garden while washing the pots and pans. 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