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21 March 2016 @ 04:15 pm
Our silly spaniel has strained her back somehow, either from jumping or from slipping on ice. We're trying to keep her on one level and away from stairs, but preventing her from leaping onto the couch/rocking chair/bed is another matter altogether.

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It is my couch, and I am pretty.



Flat spaniel.
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Life is a Contact Sport
15 March 2016 @ 04:34 pm
I spent the weekend downloading all my CDs to my laptop. Total as of this morning was 787 songs. I hadn't realized I had that many CDs that weren't on it already. I found some stuff I hadn't listened to in years, which was really good. I like The Wreckers, but I'd forgotten that I had their album. Nice country/folk duo which has since disbanded. Also some Glenn Miller stuff and a set of ten jazz singers albums, like The Andrews Sisters and Lena Horne. And I found a bellydance CD from my first teacher with songs that she liked. I'd totally forgotten about this, and I'm really glad to find it again.
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Current Mood: cheerfulcheerful
Current Music: unnamed Arabic pop song that I used to bellydance to
 
 
Life is a Contact Sport
12 November 2015 @ 01:17 pm
I went to see my internist last month. Everything is fine, though he wants me to start tapering off one of my prescription meds. I dutifully start doing so, adjusting as necessary. I call in for a refill. He's apparently decided I can't have that med any more. At all. Along with my migraine meds, which is just ducky as I'm in mid-migraine. So much for the Hippocratic Oath. He never mentioned a problem with the migraine meds when I saw him three weeks ago. I now have to go in to see him again, spending more money, because he's high-handedly decided I can't have meds I've been taking for twenty plus years because- I don't know why, since he hasn't explained!

I'm getting a new doctor. This isn't the first problem I've had with him, but I'm damned if it's not going to be the last.
 
 
Life is a Contact Sport
05 October 2015 @ 12:26 am
We got our power back on Thursday night while shopping for dinner. We came home and voila, light! Everyone was relieved, including the dogs. However, I did notice that we all scattered to our electronics, where before we'd talked at mealtimes (not much else we could do.)

After shoveling heavy wet snow for an hour on Wednesday, I was still sore on Friday, so my gym workout turned into 45 minutes of walking with me doing pushups and hanging leg raises every other lap. It's not my preferred workout, but it was effective and I started feeling better.

I had to pick up a prescription, go to the library and do laundry after work, so I decided that I'd eat dinner out at a little diner near the laundromat (we normally do it at home, however, the bad weather meant that laundry had piled up and dad was worried we'd overdraw the well.) I had sourdough pancakes and reindeer sausage with blueberry pie a la mode. I don't eat like that often, but I really needed those pancakes. And the sausage. I don't eat pork, so it's usually turkey sausage at home. Reindeer sausage is a rare treat.

Saturday I went to run errands, but did not have time to go to the bookstore. Bah. We went to see Neil Simon's play Fool, which was hilarious and fun and silly. I ran into the father of someone I used to babysit- she's now a science teacher. I'm old!

Today I took a morning walk, did laundry since the well is ok, went to my office for a couple of hours and then took a sauna at the gym. I enjoyed the sauna, but not the migraine I currently have. It triggered before the sauna, so I should probably have skipped it. I'm all doped up on meds now and will hopefully get off my computer and go to bed soon.
 
 
Life is a Contact Sport
11 September 2015 @ 05:06 pm
Wuxi, pool party
Picture by Wuxi on Flickr
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Life is a Contact Sport
11 September 2015 @ 01:37 pm
“Lord, thou knowest better than myself that I am growing older and will soon be old. Keep me from becoming too talkative, and especially from the unfortunate habit of thinking that I must say something on every subject and at every opportunity.

Release me from the idea that I must straighten out other peoples' affairs. With my immense treasure of experience and wisdom, it seems a pity not to let everybody partake of it. But thou knowest, Lord, that in the end I will need a few friends.

Keep me from the recital of endless details; give me wings to get to the point.

Grant me the patience to listen to the complaints of others; help me to endure them with charity. But seal my lips on my own aches and pains -- they increase with the increasing years and my inclination to recount them is also increasing.

I will not ask thee for improved memory, only for a little more humility and less self-assurance when my own memory doesn't agree with that of others. Teach me the glorious lesson that occasionally I may be wrong.

Keep me reasonably gentle. I do not have the ambition to become a saint -- it is so hard to live with some of them -- but a harsh old person is one of the devil's masterpieces.

Make me sympathetic without being sentimental, helpful but not bossy. Let me discover merits where I had not expected them, and talents in people whom I had not thought to possess any. And, Lord, give me the grace to tell them so.

Amen”

Not bad advice.
 
 
Life is a Contact Sport
13 June 2015 @ 07:23 pm
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Last night I went to shul for the first time in eleven years. I stumbled over the transliteration, but it was surprisingly peaceful and nice. I may go again next week. (The local Jewish congregation is too small for a permanent rabbi, so in summers they bring a rabbinical/cantoral student up for the session. It makes for an interesting change each summer. )
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Life is a Contact Sport
08 May 2015 @ 09:53 am
Baby owl cafe/

Who else wants to go?