January 5, 2015
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| Ducky weather |
I was up at 8:30 with Nutmeg standing on my chest licking my face. I hate that! I've seen where that tongue's been! I flipped on the kettle for a cup of instant Joe on my way to the back door. The best thing to do is keep moving?
After a cup of Joe, that's what I did. I moved down to the Green room and did my workout. My five different floor exercises and 200 one stair steps. I think the floor exercises are really paying off.
Not in weight loss but in range of motion for my shoulders. I can lift both arms over my head now and I feel the strength returning to my upper body. I'm feeling pretty good these days. I'm hoping to break the 280 pound mark soon. I hope Mark is alright with that.
After a shower and lunch of leftover ribs ( still delicious) and Squatch salad ( slightly wilted) I packed up the Rat dogs and went to visit Mama Lee. This is birthday season for our family. Mama Lee is just recovering from Christmas panic and now birthday panic is setting in. Baby Julia, Peter and myself all have January birthdays. This gets Mama Lee in a tizzy. I try to calm her down. The lovely Lisa sent Baby Julia a card ( she's three and can't read) and a gift (the postage was more than we paid for the gift) and a cheque (Made out to a three year old) I assume she will endorse it in crayon.
Peter is easy. Lunch and cash, no cheques please. Peter lives on a disability so food is always good for him. I take him and Mama Lee for lunch once a month. Cash. Smokes and Starbucks. Peter has a good heart. Every time I see him he's quitting smoking next week. He tries. He buys Nicoret gum. When the gum is gone he buys another deck of smokes. I tried to explain that you can't quit smoking if you keep putting Nicotine into your body.
Here's a little social commentary from an ex smoker. Why is it that the people who can least afford, to are most likely to smoke? Peter is on a disability, after they pay his rent he has a couple of hundred dollars to live on. I remember being broke. I also remember I was always able to dig up enough cash for a pack of smokes. The lovely Lisa and I quit four years ago Thanksgiving. The lovely Lisa decided we were going to quit when the Doctor told her she had bronchitis and handed her a puffer. I bought her a copy of Allen Carr's, Easy way to stop smoking, she read it and it worked for her.
I did it the Scots way. I did the math. I was smoking two packs a day. At the time I could get two packs for $15. That's $450 per month. $5400 per year, literally up in smoke. The lovely Lisa was the same. Between the two of us that's $10,800! Not smoking has paid for every trip we have taken since!
Just saying.
I don't really care about my birthday. I'm just glad to still be here. It's the same as Christmas for me. If you have to give me a gift, give me the gift of your time. Come by and have a coffee. I have stuff. I have hand made birthday cards from my grandkids. What else does a person need. I have spent 58 years collecting stuff. I'm actually overstuffed! I have no room in my house but plenty of room in my heart. There I go, getting all Hippy again.
Man I got sideways on that one! After our visit with Mama Lee I took the Rat dogs to Como Lake.
We got soaked. It wasn't raining just wet air. We had done two and a half turns around the lake when a city crew showed up with chain saws and a chipper.
That was the end of the walk. Nutmeg lost her freakin mind! Tail between her legs she tore off back to the truck. The wrong truck actually. I guess dogs are colour blind. She was standing beside a grey RAV 4, mine is red. It hadn't rained and still I was shaking the water off my hat.
The lovely Lisa forgot to send me a Ho warning so when she called me from Mama Lee's, four minutes away, to tell me she was on her way. I was boned. I was supposed to clean the bathroom because Elvis peed on the floor, empty the dishwasher because it was full and the dishes were clean and fold the laundry I had left sitting in the dryer since Sunday. I power cleaned the bathroom floor, poorly. Ran down and grabbed the laundry and put the whole basket in the closet unfolded. I had half the dishwasher unloaded when the lovely Lisa came through the door. I finished unloading the dishwasher while Chef Boy R Lisa told me about her day. Then she went into the Bathroom and I was in the crap. It somehow seems appropriate. After she had recleaned the bathroom, had her shower and a bite to eat she was in bed. Her wake up call tonight 1:45 a.m.
I watched the Canada Juniors win the worlds in an exciting game against our arch rivals the Russians. Our first Gold medal In five years. When Chef Boy R Lisa got up for work, I went to bed.
And now I'm running late. I'm meeting Willie and Wally for the Old Man Movie Club in New Westminster at 11:30. The new Hobbit movie is on the playbill.
That's all I've got
Till next time
Peace out Y'all
©2015 Dave Squatch Ward
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