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September 17, 2014


Thunder, lightening, and actual rain.  Not here, of course, but at a beach further up the coast it proved a gully washer.  Winds up to 100 miles per hour blew through the city knocking out power and trees of all sizes down everywhere.  One tree fell right on a school bus as it was moving along the freeway.  No one was hurt there, and the school bus came out in pretty good condition.  Not so lucky for many cars in parking lots.

No rain when I drove up to the surgeon’s office.  92 F and sunshine.  I will be forever grateful that the Toyota has AC.  Yes, surgery, outpatient, no general anesthesia – my bugaboo, and they just rebuild the bone on bone joint with a tendon graft.  I got a shot of cortisone in the non-existent joint now knowing why they put a little pain med in with the cortisone.  93 F when I headed home.  The sky was clouding over by mid afternoon then thunder began.

It only sprinkled here.  Living in drought conditions takes a sense of humor….just like living without a thumb or two.  Today I do books, but tomorrow at 9 I take a paper to my GP for surgery prep and permission. 

  • Himself:  He was pretty good yesterday, and by evening had a sense of humor again.  What ever bug he had is still hanging in there.
  • Herself:  Once again with Steroidal youth this morning.  Swim, store, books, post on facebook, women’s group, and dinner of tacos at the Brigantine.
  • Reading:  Again, I grabbed the nearest book on the way out rather than run up stairs.  I will finish the “White House Chef” tomorrow after I finish rereading  Anne McCaffrey’s “The Ship who Sang.”
  • Balance:  Not taking a nap.  I got up at 4:30 this morning wired from the steroid and a nap yesterday afternoon.

  • September 16, 2014


    The lines look a little like a hula skirt waving in the wind.

    Moving on to the next item in my annual physical stuff.  Last week shoulder and hand.  Yesterday eyes.  Today hand surgeon.  I’ve heard nothing about the mammogram, but I know I am plugged into the system. 

    Didn’t we used to go to one doctor and have  everything taken care of at once?

  • Himself:  Grumpy and sick yesterday….”Zero to asshole in five seconds,” he says.  At work.  Enjoying Ken Burn’s the “Roosevelt’s” in the evenings.
  • Herself:  Really pretty good.  I won’t get lost getting out of the doc’s office if I use the GPS.  Now there’s a confession.  Dinner: Chicken salad with half a muffin.  “Roosevelt’s” this evening.
  • Reading:  Perhaps the heat has taken me away from both Kent and the Mitford books.  Instead, I find I am really enjoying reading Sheib’s, “White House Chef.”  What a gem.
  • Balance:  Staying cool.  It was 82 at the pool this morning, and I am heading down into the valley now.  G has the AC on.  106 in woodland hils, 105 in Escondido, and 92 here at the house on the beach.

  • September 15, 2014

    Step by Step

    On the Tole Mour, Festival of Sail, 2014.

    Life jerks along.  I have a lovely collection of birthday cards to display. Thank you all for taking the time.  Another beautiful picture of mother and child appear online to break my heart.  I go to the eye doc today and the hand doc tomorrow.  At least this time, G took time off work to drive me home from the ophthalmologist’s office.  I couldn’t have done it alone.

    The sun is out.  It’s hot outside, and everyone reminds us of how spoiled we are.  I agree.  We are just not used to 90’s at the beach.  It was good to see Margot who eventually found her keys and brought both her computers down to her dad, George.  Malware removed over 4,225 items of bad stuff from her hard drive.  That was good.  The bad…malware took something’s off needed to get the computer online.  One techie at the Sunday gathering suggested a program that removed another thousand or so bad files then put stuff back on.  The computer will now go online.

    G could do nothing with her laptop.  So after the eye doc visit and all those pressure tests, scans, and more tests, we took it to our local computer store.  The laptop has her Fire Computer Code books two at $600.00 each.  We want to save those. 

    It was good to see Margot again today, actually, as she picked up her computer.  We talked.  I missed Milaka.

  • Himself:  Took me to the eye doc, cranky, ate, and is back to work.
  • Herself:  Pool, eye exam with slightly elevated pressure in one eye,  They diluted the dilating drops, but after two and a half hours I am still blind.
  • Reading:  Wondering if I should discard the Mitford books.
  • Balance:  Everybody loves my new frames.