This weekend marks Todd's annual fishing trip with his dad and some buddies.  He left this afternoon so I took the bus home from work (usually he picks me up).  I was quickly reminded why I cannot stand city transit.  At least 3 of the buses passed by; apparently full.  I decided to take the #3 rather than my usual #2 as the 3 comes more frequently. Just as I was about to step on, I was literally pushed aside by a 'gentleman'.  The bus driver witnessed this and kicked the man off.  I got on, but it took me just over an hour to get home when usually it's 7 minutes.  I'm going to walk next time.

On the bright side, it's finally warm so after supper the kids and I went to Lick's Ice Cream for a treat. It's a summer tradition where we each get a cone, walk to the nearby river and toss rocks into the water.   We even saw six baby gosling and their hissing mom.  Maybe she was trying to get on a bus. :)