Yesterday, after work, I helped D & Z for about three hours, burying the electric line that we laid the other day. We also used D’s tractor to haul off a few tons of rocks that had been dug out of the trenches. It was about 98ºF outside, and we sweated crazily, and the dust from the ditch stuck to our skins. It was hot and gritty work, but we did the job. Afterwards, the three of us cleaned up and drove to Shawnee, where we ate a big meal at the Cracker Barrel, then watched K-19 (starring Harrison Ford and Liam Neeson) before going home. Mom spent the afternoon and evening with Meemaw, who is in the hospital recovering from surgery (she had a cancerous tumor removed from her colon).
Today, I slept until 11:30 a.m., then checked emails. After that, I drove to Holdenville Lake where The Producer’s staff was holding an “end of summer party.” Stu and his wife Cheryl (owners) were there, as well as Karen & Jerry Anson; Donny (sports editor), Shirlene (office manager) & Chris Cofer; Jim Keisman (advertising director); Juanita Stafford (typist); Johnny (pressman & head of circulation) and Laurie Lewis (receptionist & inserter); Cliff (pressman) and Darla (inserter) Harris; Katie Phillips (pagination), her husband & kids; Mike Gifford (advertising); and Cheryl’s daughter Darlene.
We ate hot dogs & hamburgers, chips, potato salad, cookies and baked beans. We swam and rode in Stu’s boat, or on the inner tube behind it.
I felt some awkwardness between Darlene and I, mainly because no one introduced us — I already knew everyone else at the party, from working with them at the office, but I had never seen Darlene before. Also, she and I were the only two single people there — at least I think she’s single. She was attractive. I said only a very few words to her. Later, I wondered if I should have been more forthcoming & courteous, by introducing myself — I’m always so awkward in unexpected social situations.