January 31, 2015
Grey day at Como Lake |
It takes me about two hours to write my blog every day. Not counting doing things to write about. Or, when I'm not doing things, thinking about things to do. Does that count as doing things? I mean, if I'm just thinking about things I could/should do, is thinking about doing something, doing something! Or am I just filling the page with gibberish. Randomly connecting words and hoping in the end they make sense. I tend to get sideways but can usually find my way back. I write my blog like I live my life. Most days I feel like nothing is going on, then I sit down and start to review the day and I realise, I stay pretty busy for a guy who works six days a year!
For most adults jobs occupy a large portion of their everyday life. I haven't had a "job" since 1986. That's the first time I went on stage. I learned to be funny. I expanded my horizons, that's what I called my waistline, peaking at 416 pounds and wearing a size 56 pant. I used my girth as a source of material. As unhealthy as I was, I was terrified of losing weight. What would I talk about? I would have to write a new show! I know now that I was hiding behind my bulk. I was also hiding anything that was behind me. People, cars, the sun!! I was a freakin mountain! I figured it was time to lose weight when they told me I was diabetic. This is what I mean. I went down this road and now I'm lost. Which way is up?
I finished posting yesterdays blog just as the lovely Lisa got up. It takes her a full day to recover from her three seventeen hour days and when you add in five hours of skiing she was pretty tired. I left her to wake up at her own rate and I went down to the Green Room for a workout. Fifteen sets of floor exercises and 200 One Stair Steps. I didn't ride the Iron Maiden today. I was hoping to get the lovely Lisa to go play golf. Didn't happen.
Instead I made us omelets for brunch. I made the lovely Lisa an Incest Omelet, that's eggs with chicken breast, green onions and chedder. I had a Barnyard Omelet. That's the same only with pork chop and salsa Huechol. A tasty way to use up leftovers! The only thing I like more than cooking, is eating what I cook. I've learned a lot in the fifteen years that I've Scullery Squatched for Chef Boy R Lisa. There's more to life than what comes out of a can. Except for tuna. It comes in a can. I like it. Tuna, condensed milk and black beans are the only things we buy in the can. And since I stopped taking cream in my Joe and eating beans we haven't bought them since last May. Except the tuna. I like it. I like the No Name brand packed in water. Everything should have a name. I named it Russell after the Seahawks quarterback, Seahawks love tuna! GO HAWKS GO!!!!!!
After Brunch, still unable to motivate the lovely Lisa I packed up the Rat dogs for a trip to Como lake and a quick visit with Mama Lee. She's been pretty lonely the last week or so. There is a Flu epidemic going through the facility and the big sign on the door recommends that you visit only if necessary and that you wear gloves and a mask. I did neither, but I did sanitize my hands and never touched anybody. I was in and out in a minute. I had a small bag of goodies I left for Mama Lee, rounded up the Rat dogs who were out working the dining room and headed to the lake.
Fourteen minutes. That's how long it took to go once around the lake with the two Rat dogs. Forty-seven minutes faster than when you add two Grandkids!
The first Loon I've ever seen at Como Lake |
I move at a pretty good pace when It's just me and I let the Rat dogs off their leads on the backside of the lake away from the busy road. I just keep walking and so far they always catch up. There was no sun today and it was just the right temperature for walking. We were half way around the second time when the construction crew must have came back from coffee break. All of a sudden there were Skil saws and air nailers and compressors going and Nutmeg was gone! A little brown blur headed back to the truck as fast her four inch legs would take her. "C'mon Elvis, Nutmeg has left the building!"
We stopped at the new Kin's market they built in the same plaza as the Cheap Thrills. The specials were really good. Tomatoes $1.50 per pound less than in the super market and a good price on pears. Everything else was way expensive. Bastards!
When I got home the lovely Lisa suggested we go to Tentatsu for dinner. Always a good idea in my book. Chicken Teriyaki dinner and a beef/chicken Teriyaki side.
Great japanese food and out of there for $20 stuffed to the gills. It was after 9:00 when we left the restaraunt. We called a friend on the North Shore who wasn't into visitors so we headed back to Coquitlam over Burnaby Mountain. The lovely Lisa and I went to bed shortly after we got home and I slept like a baby until 6:37 when my internal bladder alarm got me up. Then I started thinking about Super Bowl at Woody's later today and my mind was racing and even though it was pitch dark outside, I was up for the duration!
Crab cakes and baked beans for everyone!
GO SEAHAWKS GO!!!!!!!
That's all I've got
Till Next time
Peace out Y'all
©2015 Dave Squatch Ward
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