Balt and I spent the morning up at Indian Lake. I left shortly after 9am and we got home around 11. Balt is drawn to the water- always. The lake is solid ice but the shoreline has doubled over in areas and the water was barely noticable until Balt went over and weighed down a chunk of ice. He was slipping around as the water moved up. He seemed to enjoy the experience and when I called him to get going, he ran away gleefully as if he had just drank in a bit of spring. Oh, I'm in for trouble once that lake melts. He's jumping in everytime, I just know it.
I came home with an exausted dog to a hungry family. I made egg sandwiches and enjoyed a very leasure afternoon. I read and napped until my 3pm yoga class. After I went shopping and came home to make dinner. It was a wonderfully restful Sunday. Jessi has to write a paper on the movie, The Shawshank Redemption (1994), so we watched it with her. It's a wonderful story (adult family stuff- not for kids). Morgan Freeman should have won the oscar for it (Forrest Gump got it). It was the second time she had watched so she was able to catch a lot of references to the themes of hope, redemption and deliverance. It made for good family conversations and a few great laughs. We all busted up loud when a prison guard said he had to go "pinch a loaf." We then proceded to debate whether he had said "pinch" or "pitch". My husband insisted it worked either way.
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