The Burrow

After weeks of inactivity, my first attempt did not go well.  Many deep breaths and a cool face wash helped me finish the class, but instead of going to the garden I drove straight home and slept for 3 hours. It's too expensive to keep heating the pool, so swimming isn't an option.   Recently (and for the foreseeable future),  Amster's travel schedule and mine have kept us apart and away from our weight workouts in her home gym.   Today, I tried again.  The mind was willing but the musculature was a lot weaker than I expected.  There are adjustments and modifications to the high level exercises and I took full advantage of them.   I'm reminded that it takes far less time to lose it than to earn it back as I feel everything starting to wake up.  It's a good start.   Too bad it will soon be interrupted by our Halloween visit to the Big Grandkids. This may just end up being the season of getting back in shape... it's the jour...

If people aren't smart enough to recognize the Dan Sullivan they've elected twice to the United States Senate, perhaps they aren't smart enough to vote.   Senator Daniel Sullivan will be on their ballots as a Republican.  That's probably something that ought to be easy enough to remember; both their Senators have been Republicans since 1981.  Lisa Murkowski was appointed to her Senate seat by her (Republican) father after he won the governorship.  I bet that made some kind of ruckus in 2002.   Can it be that they have forgotten?  Perhaps the fact that Daniel J Sullivan, the spoiler, has unaffiliated . not Democrat or Republican, beside his name on the ballot.  Are they incapable of paying attention to details? Perhaps FFOTUS   the DOJ  what passes for justice in this country has decided that the voting population of Alaska must be protected from itself.  That would be the only logical reason that the Republican candidate would ...

Don't worry,  I'm not talking about bodily functions.   I'm talking about the grunts and groans TBG and I make when we change position.  Usually, it's not difficult to move.  When it is,  that's a real groan, not an Old People Noise. Bending over to load the dishwasher is a very simple task.  All the body parts involved know what to do and when to do it and are willing to participate in the joint effort of shifting my shoulders while holding a plate, bending at the waist, and reaching my arms out and down. Not to brag, but I do Pilates and lift weights.  I don't make Old People Noises then. Squatting in Amster's home gym elicits deep breaths and serious exhales, easily mistaken as groans rather than the explosions of energy they are.  There are often grunts; I don't know why they help, but they do.   The breath is the movement in Pilates; serious exhales are the norm.  They and the grunts are part of my everyday life.  Mov...

I showed up right on time for my COVID and flu shots. Last time I got them both at once and had no reaction.  Foolishly,  I thought the past was prologue. Unfortunately,  they only sent the full strength, not the extra strength flu vaccines, to my Albertsons' pharmacy.  Being of advanced age,  the pharmacist and I agreed that I should search elsewhere for the more powerful dose.  I didn't care which arm he used.  I was offered Pfizer but asked for the Moderna version, again, foolishly thinking I'd be okay.  The needle was undetectable.  I didn't feel anything when the serum went in. I spent the afternoon waving my arm around to distribute the vaccine and keep it from getting stuck in my tricep. I felt fine until I didn't.  Sleep was elusive.  My digestion was carrying on a somewhat disturbing conversation with itself. By 7am I gave up and sat up and wished I hadn't.  Malaise.  Generalized yukkiness. A slow, dull, rhythmic ...

For the first time since my nose Mohs  situation began a week ago,  I wasn't visually impaired when I rolled out of bed this morning.  My left eye was a functional source of information in all directions.   For the first time in a week, I don't have to see over or around the swelling.  Now I can see the keyboard without constantly readjusting my position, and I had a rather full day, at last. I tackled the garage and have reduced one pile to 2 large boxes containing several years worth of  Stroll and Roll t-shirts.  The holiday decorations are sorted into temporary containers, on their way to permanent places in the closets lining the walls.  The kids' toys are still in the dining room, awaiting their return to those same closets.  Preparing those closets will have to wait for another day. I decided that my face could be seen in public, so we went to lunch with TBG's girlfriends .  I put in another stint sorting and organizing...

The theme may have been Vote Early, but the posters were still on the same subject.   She and a colleague came with only their stoles and smiles.  There were lots of extra signs, though. Some signs were thrown together that morning.  Others were retreads from No Kings gone by. I'm not sure about the mixed messaging here (does McD's have pudding?) nor do I know what is in his left hand. He just smiled and smiled at everyone. The crowd was much younger, at least when I was there at the start. So true. My favorite: I was there for an hour or so, representing all of you who couldn't join in the fun.  90% of the cars passing by honked in support. Fingers crossed.