Saturday, 27 September 2014

Who's a Fat Bastard - Smiling...by osmosis

September, 26, 2014
Mac wants all the toys all the time
     I slept like a baby last night. It was almost 3 a.m. When I got to bed. No wonder I didn't get out of bed till 9:30.
I don't even recall turning off my alarm at 8:00! The worst part was that Lisa was already up. I had  left a bit of a mess in the sink last . I'm always up before Lisa when she
Isn't working. I usually just tidy up the sink while I'm making the coffee. When I got up not only had the sink been cleaned, the coffee was made as well. I should wise up and sleep in more often!
 It didn't matter to me I was down in the green room doing my workout.
as usual I started with 1000 Four Stair Stretches

Followed by 200 One Stair Steps. 

Now this is where it gets interesting. Rubydoo told me I needed to change up my exercises or I will plateau. Like I have. I was within a pound or two of 290 lbs for three weeks. Even though I have been working out faithfully and watching what I eat.  So I added some sit ups. I rearranged the green room and retired the Princess Barbie Workout mat. I am now working out on the Alphamat that Christo and I put together. To quote Bella, "This thing smells funny." I washed the cover and now use it for inspiration. "I'm coming Princess!"
I alternated Belly Crunches with situps. Two sets of twelve Belly crunches followed by one set of ten Situps, with the usual thirty seconds rest between sets. I did 140 Belly crunches and 40 situps. The picture is not very good but I wasn't going to do another situp just for the photo op...they're hard!
Situps on the Alphamat
For all my hard work I rewarded myself with Italian combo lettuce wraps and a pickle, Vlasic of course. they're crunchy and juicy!

    Lisa had made plans to switch out Mama Lee's wardrobe today. I thought she meant at Momma Lee's. What she actually meant was, "Why haven't you gone to get Momma Lee yet?" I showered and changed, grabbed the car keys and was half way out the door when Momma Lee called back to say she wanted to be picked up at 2:15, it was now 12:45. 
     It worked out for the best. Christian came by for a visit after work, and to pick up Bella from school. We turned on TSN, started talking soccer and, Voila! Lisa was off to get Momma Lee. Momma Lee wanted the later pickup because their was a women coming over to sing Christian songs. Like many older people she has become quite religious. I guess if you figure your going to be meeting him soon, you might want to stay in touch. What better way to get his attention than thirty-seven out of key geriatrics going to "Meet him at the river!"It's really quite Amazing, Grace..... Sorry, I couldn't help myself.
     While the sing along was going on, Lisa started packing up the summer clothes to be stored at our house. Lisa and Momma Lee got to our house around 2:30. Christian went out to the truck to bring in Momma Lee and I set up her indoor wheel chair. I had pulled down three Rubbermaid bins full of winter clothes for them to go through. Christian left to get Bella and I went and hid in the office. 
     I played a stupid computer game, I practised on my keyboard with the headphones on. I played a stupid computer game.... again. Get my drift? Wasted days and wasted nights! I didn't want to play dress up. Is that so wrong? This is when Brother Steve showed up on his way to Cloverdale. He plays in a cover band called Tyme Machine and they are out at the Cloverdale Legion tonight and Saturday. Lisa's taking me out dancing Saturday night. Whatever shall I wear? 
" Come out and be sociable, we're done with the clothes" Lisa instructed me. "Shit" I said under my breath. "What was that?" she queried, bat ears flaring. "Sure , I said sure, Sweetie."
     Momma Lee's spring and summer collection now live in Rubbermaid containers in our attic. While her fall and winter wardrobe is on route to her home. It was now safe to leave the office.
     As usual, Brother Steve was not only in my chair he had commandeered my guitar. I don't mind the guitar thing he's an exceptional player. 
Just to add to my already substantial level of agony they were watching The Mary Tyler Moore  Show. Death by a thousand gags!
Fifty year old fun!
I escaped to the kitchen where I prepped dinner. I dry rubbed a couple of racks of ribs. Sorry, secret spices. Place the ribs on a piece of parchment paper inside a tinfoil wrap. Pour the juice of two limes/lemons over the ribs. Close the tinfoil tight and place in the oven for two hours at 350. Make a nice Squatch salad moving as slowly as possible to avoid any MTM eye shrapnel torture. 

When the ribs are done, remove them from the tinfoil package and cover them with your favourite sauce. I make a Garlic based BBQ sauce with fruity undertones. WOW, talk about fruity undertones!! I should come up with some more masculine metaphors!

Thirty minutes at 350 and OMG! 
     We were on our way to the Billy Bishop Legion in Kitsilano for our old friend Bill Doig's 80th birthday. Bill is one of the original Kitsilano hippies. 
Eighty years old and still eating cake!
If there was money in seventy year old pony tails, this party was worth millions. Bill and his lady Liz are wonderful people and so were all the guests at the party. Lisa has known these people for thirty years. Most I just met tonight.
Reg, saved Lisa's life.
     Thirty years ago when Lisa worked in the stock market, she walked into the office and Reg said, "You look awful." He gave her $20 and told her to take a cab to the doctors. From there to the hospital, to the operating room and surgery. Diverticulitis. She almost died. I owe Reg a debt of gratitude.
     Willy McCaulder was the entertainment and did a great job as always. My brother in law Paul made a rare night time appearance. I'm assuming his pony tail needed to be with it's own kind for a while.
Paul with Maya , bill's grandaughter

Highlights of the night.
This shirt and Pony tail
This suit from the Don Cherry collection
Evidently plaid is "in"...in what, I don't know. She looks like a tin of shortbread! 
The pulled pork. Quite tasty

And of course Bill and Liz.

It was a good party. Inside and out. The smokers circle was a veritable who's who of Kitsilano Hippydom. All in all, the whole thing made me smile...by osmosis.

That's all I got.
Till next time.
Peace Out Y'all

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