It’s Saturday and eighth day of summer break and I am feeling very relaxed and rested.
I was able to remember a few more of the promises I made about summer and acted upon a few before we left town for the lake. We arrived at the lake house very late Tuesday night/Wednesday morning. The dogs barked, but our daughter (who was already here) did not wake. We brought in the essentials before collapsing into our beds.
We fully unloaded Wednesday when we awoke to an amazing day.
We’ve been busy since. Thursday I ran to town for errands and got the fixings for dinner and thought I’d capture a few signs for this week’s post and I discovered one of the signs hadn’t changed since late April!
I laughed at this one which can be seen as you drive north along M93.
and I swallowed when I read this one… on the flip side of the first.
Friday was a lazy day. Truly, it was overcast and it rained.
yes, those are my feet…
This morning it was cloudy and wet from the overnight rain, but it has since cleared and the sunshines brightly. Which means my moments of writing are few and fleeting.
The local veterinarian always has good signs and I captured the signs below when we were here in February and the images were ‘out of date’ by the time I had time to write.
cats can be viewed driving west along M72
and dogs can be seen driving into town on the flip side…
There was snow on the ground and it was much colder than it is today. There is a breeze on the lake and it promises to warm to the mid-70s (about 24-26C). Hopefully, it will trigger more memories of other promises I made about getting a few chores done.
It’s Saturday and it is going to be a full day and as I think back to my first post at MtDC I am reminded,
This could possibility be the best day ever! (This could possibility be the best day ever,) And the forecast says that tomorrow will likely be a million and six times better. So make every minute count, jump up, jump in, and seize the day, And letβs make sure that in every single possible way, Today is gonna be a great day!
So I’d better jump up, jump in, and seize the day. Making the Days Count, one day at a time, because that’s how they come.
Do you have any promises you’ve made which are coming due?
I have been driving past this sign for years. It’s next to the elementary school where my kids went and down the street from their high school. The church sponsored my son’s Cub Scout pack and the sign has been dispensing encouragement and reminders for years.
School’s out for summer and today is Day 1.
It’s a beautiful spring afternoon and I am trying to remember all the things I promised I’d do when summer came – but there are too many to remember. So, I’ll start with the lawn, then the mulch, and maybe my memory will return. Until then, I am going to have fun and stay safe. Making the Days Count, one day at a time, especially when getting started is the hardest thing to do.
What’s is a hard thing for you to get started with?
Itβs the third Sunday in May and I am winding down on another year of teaching. There are eight days remaining in our school year with the kiddos, then itβs summer break and another opportunity to rehearse for retirement.
Sunday May 3rd, on the way how from somewhere…. blessings > problems
I was reminded by the sign below that I have a great deal for which to be thankful. I found it a couple of weeks ago, and I found the time this morning to write about it.
A week ago, I had a flashback to my first year of blogging and I reached out to a parent of a former student from the 2010-11 school year. It was my first year of blogging and she introduced me to another blogger whom she had met the summer before. I was, and still am, thankful. My message was brief and it took several attempts to find the correct email address before the message went through without a mailer-daemon reply.
Good morning,
I am not sure if this going to work… but I’ll give it a try.
Thought of you and your son this morning as I started my day – it is the day the first Coca-Cola is served in Atlanta!
I remember your family came back from a trip to the UK with a copy of a CD by One Night Only as it wasn’t available in the US.
My son – who’s your son’s age and grade, is now a firefighter paramedic, married, and has twin boys (18 months old). How is your son? And how are you doing?
I hope all is well, peace. BTW, I am still blogging at https://makingthedayscount.org
Semper sharkus,
I received a reply and I have yet to reply, but I will before the day is done. It was great to hear of my former studentβs successes since he left my class, I knew he was destined for greatness as he showed curiosity, resilience, and great sense of humor as a seventh-grade boy.
Friday afternoon, I attended a retirement celebration for three of my fellow educators who are finishing their careers and retiring this year. One of them has been at our school since it opened in 2001 and many former teachers and administrators showed up for the party. It was wonderful to see so many people I havenβt seen for several years and catch up.
One of them was a band teacher who left about the time I had Edward, or maybe it was before. But itβs been a while. As we talked, he shared how he remembered the MtDC posts I would share via Facebook. I stopped sharing my blog posts on the platform when FB labeled them spam and contrary to the rules of the platform. I never understood how it happened, but it was probably a word or phrase that got flagged, so I stopped. The entire thing had me in knots, before I let it go.
Friday evening, it was hazy and humid early in the evening. May 15, 2026, 7:36 PM CDT.
Itβs true I have far more blessings than I have problems as the sign says. Sometimes I just need the reminder.
In a few weeks, my sixteenth year of blogging will roll over to seventeenth. It is hard to believe itβs been that long, but it has. I have learned a lot along the path, and I know I am a better person for my years blogging.
Today is going to be a great day, if I can only trust it. It could possibly be a million and six times better than yesterday. So, Iβd better jump up, jump in, and seize the day. Making the Days Count, one day at a time making time to be present and patient.
I have a few signs of the week that haven’t made it to the blog, yet. I am not sure if any of them are relevant anymore as time ran out before I could write the post.
This week’s sign is too good to allow to wither away on the vine. I found it by accident. I drove past this week’s sign Saturday morning. I was in the left lane and didn’t see it until I was almost past it.
This morning, I went back to capture the sign I missed yesterday. I’ve have added the sign to my ‘must curate’ list, and I will be driving past it more often!
Mother’s Day in our house means celebrating my wife by weeding, spring yard cleaning, and spreading mulch, and getting the yard and garden, and anything outside looking great for spring.
It’s a labor of love.
At the end of a day’s work, we sit down and have dinner together on the deck, if it’s warm enough.
Mom, me and younger brother Warren. My youngest brother hasn’t arrived yet. late 1963, or early 1964.
Every year on this day I think of my mom, and my stepmom.
Those two moms shaped me onto the person I have become. Like the craftsman that shapes a block of wood; my mother sculpted me by knocking off corners first, then craving, and sculpting me before sanding to finish me. My stepmother aided in the process. I would not be the person I am without those two.
photos of my stepmother – upper left clockwise – dad and her, as a baby, probably her mum, and Juliana was a young woman – long before my father met her.
And the rough spots that remain, are the dominion of my wife (and daughter) who continue the work of removing any blemish or growth that remains.
It’s a labor of love.
I am work in progress and I am trying to be a better every day.
I am already behind my self-imposed schedule so; I’d better jump up, jump in, and seize the day. Today is going the be an amazing day. Making the days Count since 1961, one day at a time with the help of some very special women.
It is Friday after school and it has been a week of weather. Storms, wind, sunshine, hail, tornados, flurries, and shirt-sleeve weather for an afternoon.
Scullenβs sign – we need spring vibes, please!
I took the photo above last Friday after finishing my morning bus duty shepherding parents as they dropped their children off for school. It is fun duty and I have struck up a friendship with a former studentβs dog who always is along for the morning ride. At first, the dog parked at me, but now she (or he) just looks at me and makes eye contact with me as they drive past into the circle drive.
I figured I would have time last weekend to put together a βSign of the Weekβ post, but somehow the time slipped through my fingers and here I am a week later writing that post.
We all go through storms and somehow we end up on the other side of the storm in a better place and maybe a little stronger for the experience.
The past few months Iβve been chasing my tail and trying to keep up. I never seem to catch up, but here I am.
Last Friday afternoon, I stayed late to grade papers and sort through the study guides I had collected and review the data from the summative assessment (teacher word for final exam) I had given in science classes. My students did well and I was impressed, I had been worried that the February slump weβd all fallen into had taken a toll on their learning, but their scores showed they had recovered. My persistence, stubbornness, and belief they had learned the content was rewarded. And so were they.
It had been a stormy Friday. When I walked out, the storms had passed and the setting sun was making an appearance as the storm clouds moved out the area. It was the perfect moment and a rainbow was visible.
Friday evening after the storm passed through Scullen Middle School, Naperville, IL March 6, 2026 5:41 PM CST
It was stunning.
Really itβs been a stormy week from last Fridayβs thunderstorms to Tuesdayβs violent thunderstorms with a reported F3 tornado a little south of us to the windstorm that plowed through last night, it has been a week of weather.
In some ways that is life, we roll with it make the best of what comes at us. We make the best of what we get, because what we get sometimes is not within our control. We Make the Days Count, one day at a time, sometimes fighting a wind, or sometimes catching the wind.
How are you handling the weather this year?
NOTE: I am leaving the βsnowβ on until April. The forecast calls for snow Monday morning and we are really never out of woods for the possibility of snow until Motherβs Day in May. Really.
This weekend has been a cold one. Yesterday the high was in the tens, low tens.
This morning, it was -4F or -20C. At the moment, it is 3F (-16C), but the sun is shining brightly.
I discovered this week’s sign on the way home from serving others at Loaves and Fishes. It was a cold afternoon and fewer folks than normal were out getting what they need. We stayed warm and I shared my favorite cold weather hack. After several years of working out of doors for a few hours each Saturday, I have learned that the best way to keep hands warm (and dry, too) is to wear vinyl food service gloves underneath my regular gloves. Works every time.
I parked the car and walked back to get the photo above.
It’s been a few months since this church’s sign has been featured here. The past few months it’s been sharing messages promoting church events and I’ve been patient waiting for this week’s message of love, hope, and joy. There are signs all over – Christmas lights on houses, wreaths for sale, and sadly there are too many signs urging me to make a purchase in stores all over.
As the sign suggests, I am going to use love, hope, and joy take me far. There are eleven days until. Christmas and I have five ahead of me in the classroom.
Sunday is always a busy day but there is room for love, hope, and joy. There is always is and I hope it takes me far. Today is started and it going to be a million and six times better than yesterday. I am going to stay warm by Making the Day Count or doing my best at it.
This week’s sign of the week was supposed to have been taken before Thanksgiving Break, but I never took the photo and left for a nine day break away from school.
It was needed.
Last Saturday the snow began to fall and it didn’t stop until Sunday morning; It was the largest single day snowfall we’ve had in more than a decade.
before break, I noticed the sign had changed and chuckled. It is fun to play along with the students and their language development. My generation had cool, groovy, and a few others that are cringeworthy to say out loud today!
Every Thursday and Friday I have bus duty at the corner for the carline. I’ve been doing carline duty for several years and I enjoy seeing the kids walking to school and the parents dropping tier kiddos off for a day of learning, I have even befriended (well maybe) a dog or two. The past few years I’ve had a partner at the corner, but she’s been out this year and I am looking forward to seeing her back next year – true, bruh.
I take my wireless speaker out with me and I play tunes as the kids cross the street and I wave the cars in for the drop off. I share a few high fives and a bunch smiles. When I finish, I am able to encourage the hallway stragglers to make it to call before the 8 o’clock bell. But this week the carline has been brutal and the carline has persisted past the first period bell.
Office Hedge is our school resource officer and he’ll will join me when he’s at our school. Thursday we took care of the line and had it clear by 8:02, with time enough to take the photo below. It was cold and it took my fingers twenty minutes to warm up when I went inside. Friday I was back at it again, but without Hedge.
We’ve got snow forecast for tonight into tomorrow morning with a couple more inches to add to the snow pack.
We have two more weeks before winter break and I am sure the kiddos have visions of sun plum fairies dancing in their heads. I know the teachers do, too.
It’s Saturday and today is always a busy day for me. I am off to Loaves and Fishes to serve others and get love in return. The rest of the afternoon are afternoon chores and maybe, just maybe I’ll get to enjoy a college football game by the hearth. Today’s going to be an amazing day so I’d better jump up, jump in, and seize the day. Making the Days Count, one day at a time, having a little fun and sharing joy with others.
November has been a beast, October started it. Maybe itβs the leaves falling, or first quarter ending and second quarter starting. Either way, I feel as though Iβve been chasing my tail all month long.
Last weekend, I took a quick trip to the lake house β up Saturday afternoon and back Monday afternoon. It was a trip to replace the Nest thermostat which Google stopped supporting in late October. I figured (correctly) it would still work, but we wouldnβt have a way to check or change the temperature settings. O offered her Nest thermostat from her college house, and I took off when my Saturday shift at Loaves finished. I packed the car leftovers from the fridge for dinner when I arrived and both dogs.
It was a good thing I drove up. When I arrived, the thermostat was set to OFF and the inside and outside temperatures were the almost identical! 44F (11C) yikes. It was cold. I turned on the heat and within a couple of hours the cottage was a comfortable 65F (18C).
I am thankful I had the flexibility to take off for a quick trip to the lake.
I remember the weekend when I installed it in 2013. It is funny how the mind works. I re-read the post and like almost every post I reread, I found a typo or two. I also discovered Iβve become a better writer, and I realize that WordPress has developed incredible storytelling tools, even when I still must edit after I press publish.
I am thankful I continue to learn and grow, and I am thankful for WordPress. It was a good choice fifteen and half years ago and it is still today.
Sunday morning, I had a list of chores and a hope. I decided to tackle the thermostat switch, but I discovered that Oβs thermostat wasnβt a good match and I needed a replacement. I checked Home Depot and discovered I could get one on Wednesday, so I checked where I bought the original Nest β Lowes and they had three in stock.
So, the dogs and I took off for the Lowes in Gaylord and a new thermostat. Hopefully this thermostat will last another dozen (or more) years.
Two hours, total. Up, back, and then a quick install and now we can monitor the climate in our lake house remotely.
On our way back to the lake, I saw the above sign; boy, do I love the wisdom. Gratitude and thankfulness, indeed it is a lifestyle, yet like many of the values and ideals in America it has a day set aside for it β Thanksgiving.
This year my school district switched the timing of parent conferences to October, instead of November and set aside the ENTIRE week of Thanksgiving as a break for teachers and administrators. This year we had nine days instead of six.
I am thankful for the three extra days; it makes a difference in where I am on the ninth morning.
After the installing thermostat I had another errand and few chores before cooking dinner and settling down for the night.
It was a beautiful day to be working outside; and my canine companions enjoyed the time to play, and I enjoyed the sunset and moonset. Monday morning, while practicing gratitude with Five Minute Journal app, I caught the most beautiful morning sunrise. I was at the right place at the right time for all three photos.
Sunday evenings’s sunset, 5:08 PM EST
Sunday evening’s moonset, 6:57 PM EST
Monday morning’s sunrise paints the early morning sky, 7:41 AM EST
I am thankful I was able to see the sky and enjoy the beauty of nature.
It is the ninth and last day of Thanksgiving break, and yesterday we received a good amount of snow, had it fallen during the school week it might have been a snow day, but it fell Saturday. The yard is beautiful and I am thankful I was able to get the yard mowed, as many leaves as I could gather, and finish almost all our Christmas lights up Friday.
There was one thing I couldnβt squeeze into Friday, and it was refilling the bird feeders. Saturday morning as the first snowflakes fell, I filled the feeders. A couple of hours later, I saw a bird I have never seen at the feeder. I snapped a photo and asked Merlin to identify it, and it came back β Dark-eyed Junco.
There were several Dark-eyed Juncos enjoying the opportunity to take part in a Thanksgiving feast of their own. The bird feeders continue to spark my curiosity and learning. There is always something at the feeders to see and wonder.
I am thankful for the family of bloggers who encourage my curiosity and challenge me.
It has been an amazing break, and I have done the things I needed to recharge and finish 2025 strong. When I started writing t was Saturday and I was by a warm hearth, and it was snowing. It is still snowing and the fireplace has gone cold, for the moment. Today is going to be an amazing day, it could be a million and six times better than yesterday. But I will ever know unless I jump up, jump in, and seize the day. Making the Days COUNT, one day at a time, practicing Thanksgiving as a lifestyle, not a day.
Whatβs on your gratitude list?
The video above was created in October during our visit over the Columbus Day\Indigenous People’s break
Monday on the way to work an 8th grade teacher texted me….
The sign outside the parking lot is going to make you laugh this morning!
and it did, the other side made me laugh, too.
the sign I pass on the way into the parking lot….
I made a point to slow down and look at the sign on the way into the parking lot and paused at the entrance to admire the other side, before I parked the car and went into the building to get ready for all day parent teacher conferences.
When we broke for lunch, I walked out for some sunshine and a breath of fresh and of course, to see the signs up close. They are amazing. IYKYK (if you know, you know) or if you have adolescents or know a couple, you know.
In the first few days of school, I learned there is a new craze or phrase middle school kiddos have learned over their summer break – it is the 6-7 thing. Every time I used the numbers, six and seven, in sequence 6-7the, Β kids would call out,
sixxxxx – sevennnnn and move both hands up and down in front of them.
The first time they did it I was….flummoxed… but they didn’t stop and now nine weeks later, I have resigned myself to join them and sort of poke fun back. I have surprise for them on this coming Friday for Halloween. heh heh heh.
It’s a middle school thing, bruh.
Last week, a friend forwarded me a photograph of a sign in front of middle school in Minnesota poking fun at the 6-7 phrase\craze used by our students. The photo is at the bottom of the post. On Friday of last week, I shared it with our principal who, shared it with the PTSA, who are in charge of the sign; and ‘presto chango,’ a BLANK SIGN becomes a message to the world or two messages. Ha!
This coming week, I will be taking my classes outside for a class picture and a little bit of fresh air as we try to figure out what we need in order to see the sign. It’s science and the beginning of our unit on light and how we see. It’s also a bit of fun all wrapped up together. There are times when learning is disguised as a trip out of doors.
Sometimes signs are there for us to let us know and sometimes they are there to encourage us to laugh. The sign for me is that I need to read more books, I’d settle for one in a week. Today is going to be an amazing day, in some ways it already is and it could be a million and six times better than yesterday, but the grandies’ first year birthday party might be difficult to top. Making the days COUNT, one day at a time, slowing down to read the signs.Β
Can you read sixxxxx or sevennnnn books in a week?
This week’s sign is from the ice cream shop I pass on the way to the lake and along the way home. Friday night it was well past closing time when I stopped to admire the message.
Summer season is the high season along the lake and there are few folks on the lane this weekend. Yesterday, I saw a few walkers and a neighbor couple, both of whom I watched grow up, are here with their newborn – their first. It’s hard to believe, but I am the first of three generations that come here now.
I didn’t make it to that ice cream shop this year, maybe I will next year. It all depends on if I get there in time or if the line isn’t too long and I can spare a stop along my way.
It’s Sunday and I’ll be looking for a new sign today but there are signs all around that fall is in full bloom, the weather has a chill in the air and the forecast promises sunshine later in the day. So, I’d better jump up, jump in and seize the day. Making the days Count, one day at a time, making time to take in the season.
