Who's a Fat Bastard - The picturesque Snowmageddon of the Maritimes

February 16, 2015

From our garden to you

      It is another amazing Left Coast winter day. My friends and family trapped in the Ice Bound Tundra of the GTO, the centre of the universe and the picturesque Snowmageddon of the Maritimes don't want to hear about us playing golf in February

or having a picnic on the beach

or walking around Como Lake in a Tshirt and shades.

That would be cruel and unnecessary! So I won't mention it.
      I got a late start to the day today. I wasn't out of bed till after 10:00. I was lethargic and kind of mopey. Even the second cup of Joe didn't get my heart going. However there have been things going around the petrie dish of a care facility Mama Lee lives in and I think I might have picked up something. Mama Lee was having issues yesterday. So much so that they called to let me know.

      I got dressed and went over to check on her. The care aids and the Nurses have always been excellent with Mama Lee and always have the answers to my questions. I went and talked to the Nurse before I went to see Mama Lee. Sometimes Mama Lee is not forthcoming with information. She told me the chain of events and would continue to monitor her. She had no fever so there was not a lot of concern on their part. I went down to Mama Lee's room and she was up and in her chair. She said she was feeling much better except for a sore throat. Valentines Day is very stressful for Mama Lee, more so now that Adrian has passed. So we loaded her up with chocolate when we got back from the Island. I spent twenty minutes or so breaking the news to her about not being able to get tickets to Neil Diamond. On the bright side she did get Barry Manilow tickets. Mama Lee is foaming at the mouth for Botticelli tickets but it happens when we are away. We'll try to work out something.

      2:30 Monday afternoon and Como Lake was busy. Doesn't anyone work anymore? You meet the nicest people when you have multiple Rat dogs. I talked to this couple for five minutes while Nutmeg got some loving and Elvis was a jerk! They were out for a walk on their 65th wedding anniversary.

65 years and counting

Lot's of Rat dogs, lots of strollers. I was halfway around the second time when I got my Ho warning.

The lovely Lisa was going to stop in and see Mama Lee and I was going down to Stupor Store to do the shopping I told Chef Boy R Lisa I had already done. I was in and out of Stupor Store in record time. I really like the self checkout. I got the things for Chef Boy R Lisa and a big Salami out of the used meat section.
      The lovely Lisa was already at home when I rolled in with the Rat dogs and her groceries. We talked about her day and Mama Lee's issues while dining on leftover chicken and day old Squatch salad.

Drop the chicken, drop the chicken, drop the chicken

Chef Boy R Lisa's wake up call is 1:15 a.m. She was in bed by 5:30. I went down to the Green room and did a half workout, okay maybe a third of a workout. I did the floor exercises. That's it. No One Stair Steps, No Iron Maiden. The Canucks game was my excuse. Just not feeling it was the truth.
The Canucks / Wild game was a scrambly, disjointed and entertaining tilt with our local heroes coming out on top after withstanding a withering assault in the last two minutes. I was going to stay up until Chef Boy R Lisa was up for work. I watched a Mentalist episode Read for a while then played a stupid video game until the lovely Lisa arose and Chef Boy R Lisa left for work.

That's all I've got

Till Next time

Peace out Y'all

©2015 Dave Squatch Ward