Author: Peg

Finally. The Employee Health Computer system is back. At 1300 today – the IT department threw in the towel and rolled the network back 7 days. And by 1301 – it was all good again.

Finally. I got out of the office before 1400 hours.

Finally. When I got home – it was warm and sunny.

Finally. It’s Aloha Friday.

Note to Carlton: I saw Lelia yesterday – she still works at the hospital. She is over 80. And she is still as happy and perky as ever.

It is supposed to be cold and rainy tomorrow. But, that is then. Nobody is promised tomorrow – so I should welcome tomorrow – rain and all.

Glad I got some photos today. Don’t think there will be any tomorrow.

Still chilly and cloudy. But, I didn’t deploy the umbrella today. I had it with me.

Reading the WJS – big article about the US Cheese glut. All of the cheese warehouses are stuffed. So, we are all called on to eat an addition 3 pounds of cheese this year. I can do that. And apparently it is all kinds of cheese – so – eat up boys and girls.

No bees today. The rain is back. And, I spent the afternoon “prettifying” a flyer for work.

So, it is chilly and rainy. In honor of Mr C – it is time for a little gratitude list.

1. Uber – got me home this afternoon. 3 minutes after firing up the app, I was in the car. And 11 minutes later, I was walking in the door at the asylum. ($8.32 Carlton – deal with it!)
2. The wonderful spinach and tomato soup the asylum had on tap for me when I came in for a late lunch.
3. Cara Cara oranges – season is almost over.

Three is good. Let’s not overdo this gratitude business.

I like signs almost as much as bees. And, I got these two on Sunday.

This fine event was this afternoon:

Our fashion show and shopping event with Taylor Marie’s Apparel is taking place on Tuesday, May 17. Watch the Atrium and Rotunda transform into a clothing boutique featuring racks of fashionable women’s clothing and accessories from respected, high quality brands! The store will feature the latest spring styles in petite, missy, and women’s sizes. 

Unfortunately, I missed it. Was planning on checking it out to see “What Not To Wear”. I think I know.

Where is my Robot Cat?

Glorious sunny day. A little chilly. They had snow not so very far from here. And, we’ll be back in the rain tomorrow. But, today was grand.

And, everyone knows I love bees… I was able to sneak up on a couple in the OBC garden this afternoon.

Settling into the OBC. I thought it would be like moving into a new apartment. Done that lots of times. But, moving into the OBC is more like moving to a new universe. It is OK. Just different. I am more than a “renter”. And, it really isn’t like being in boarding school. Because, you don’t “graduate” from the Asylum. (Nobody gets out alive.) So, it is more permanent. And for those of us who are mentally and physically with it – we can leave anytime we want to. (Never mind that it will cost a lot of money to leave.)  So, it isn’t like being a lifer in prison.

For me, this is a good place to be. It is home – Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in. (Robert Frost) But, it is still strange.

It is almost impossible to overstate the importance of the Hōkūleʻa to Hawai’i and the Hawaiian renaissance. In 1976, the Hōkūleʻa sailed – using no modern/western navigational aides – from Hawai’i to Tahiti. When she arrived in Tahiti half the population showed up to welcome the Hōkūleʻa and her crew. So, it was only fitting that every Hawaiian, Samoan and Maori in the area showed up to welcome canoe and crew. She will hang around until next weekend. Then she sails north to NYC.

The excellent Hōkūleʻa adventure took a couple of busses, two metro rides and some walking and most of the day. Also did my normal Sunday laundry chores. And, I applied for the “Global Entry Program”. Time to get my traveling boots on.

Lazy rainy day off from work yesterday. Then happy hour, dinner and a chick flick with the “Bar Belles”. One of our group has a major DVD collection. She says DVDs are cheaper than a therapist and get one through bad times. I think for me it is audiobooks.

The sun was actually out this morning. So, I was out too. Took a little walk to a “gourmet grocery”. Which – since I have no one to cook for and I live in a place that feeds me seem a little silly. But, I love grocery stores. Even if I couldn’t cook anything – I would still love grocery stores.

And a pretty fine lunch it was. Healthier than the asylum fare too. It is fun to make food from the great ingredients. Especially when you are cooking because you want to. Not because you have people that require feeding.

Note to Carlton: Your old VA Tech classmate – Irv Peddrew received an honorary degree from VA Tech the other day. I know that will make you happy. His picture was in the Post. He was looking good.

OK, another damp and cloudy day. And tomorrow is supposed to be more rainy than cloudy. So, I am taking a “rain day” off from the job. I don’t really have much to do right now anyhow. No reason to just hang out at the office. Gotta learn to have a life.

For 2 years, every hour of every day was devoted to keeping Carlton alive and “well”. The next year was devoted to doing “The Widow Peg’s Paperwork” and to finding a place to live and downsizing into that place to live. Not to mention moving.

Now, Carlton is back from med school. He is waiting to go back home to Hawai’i.

Now, I have to get myself on a the way forward. Whatever it is.

 

This is getting boring. 15 days in a row of rain. Will it rain tomorrow?

This Blog is about 15 years old. And, 15 years ago today – I was getting us ready to go to Skagway for the summer. 11 May 2001. 

My life isn’t as interesting this May 11th. But, that isn’t anyone’s fault but mine. Oh, I have a lot to be grateful about. But, it is just a little boring. Or maybe it is the rain. Or maybe I need a vacation.

But wait. What was I doing a year ago? Not my very best day. I was having much angst. trying to decide if I should move to Goodwin House – AKA – the asylum. That was an interesting time. Not necessarily a good interesting.

Guess I am just settling into the “new normal”.

Well, it is still cloudy, cool and damp. It has rained 13 days in a row. (Sunday was mostly sunny, however.)

For some reason, today’s yoga left me completely exhausted. So, I spent the afternoon napping. I “deal with” stuff – by going into Energizer Bunny mode. Sometimes, I don’t notice that I am in EB mode.  I may have slipped into EB mode over Carlton’s final service. Carlton would recognize EB mode and force me to slow down. Now, I have to be my own governor. My own sea anchor.

Isn’t she just grand?

 

Ok, I got this one done. It wasn’t bad. It was the basically the Mass of Christian Burial. There was a little speech by the dean of the medical school, the resident rabbi read the Kaddish, and one of the students had words of thanks. Then Father Sol took over and it was the regular memorial mass – except at the end – where the dead is commended to the angels, God, etc… was replaced by the students giving roses to the families.

About 100 students and maybe 200 friends and family were in attendance.

After it was over – we had a little lunch. Note to Carlton: They had brownies.

And then I went up to the chapel and picked up Carlton.

And then Carlton’s AA buddy – who was supposed to visit him on his last day – brought me home. So, I didn’t end up riding the buses with Carlton on my lap.

It is all good and all done. Except for getting home to Kona.

Another note to Carlton: Transit of Mercury occurred today. And I picked up a penny. It was rainy too – consider it a blessing.

Today, I decided to face tomorrow. Tomorrow is Carlton’s Donor Mass. Oh, it isn’t just for him – it is for all of this academic year cadavers. I am guessing maybe 75 or 80.

I have been a little apprehensive about this. But, the apprehension seems to be lessening as the day gets closer. I only get one chance to do this. So, I decided to make a test run over to Georgetown this morning – after breakfast and laundry.

Walk to bus. Bus to metro. Metro to Rosslyn. Walk to Georgetown. Up The Exorcist stairs. Find tomorrow’s venue. All Good.

Then I explored around the Hospital/Medical School. And, I found one of the old “Party Animals” – leftover from a fun public art project in 2002 – when politics was still relatively civil.

The elephant, named Wisdom,  is covered in wishes from cancer patients.

Tomorrow – I will – Shut Up, Suit Up and Show Up – as Carlton would tell me to do. And I will wear an old cheongsam “split up to there”. (Carlton was a big fan of Bill Callahan – the man only knows 5 cords – but Carlton liked all 5 of them – and he liked “Dress Sexy at My Funeral”.) I can not be disrespectful. Because, this isn’t about me. Or about Carlton. It really is about the kids. The first year medical students. The cheongsam isn’t that sexy. But, it is the best I can do, Carlton. Because, dear man, I am old. And, the ain’t nothing sexy about old.

I wonder if they are going to give me a little box with Carlton inside? Will he come home on the bus on my lap. I think I take a big purse. I figure a cremated a Carlton will weigh about 4.5 pounds. And, I plan on putting him in a flat rate box and sending him to Kona next fall. Legally, he is supposed to be mailed Express rate not flat rate. But I have a friend who shipped her hubby to Kona in a flat rate box with some dominoes. Her hubby was pretty cheap. Just like Carlton. Well, that is all wreckage of the future.

 

 

Just in time – the sun came out this morning. I rushed out to shoot anything. Ended up shooting rain drops.

Then lunch with an old NPS friend and boss.

Then dinner with a new asylum friend. It is strange to be a part of this community. I need to constantly remind myself how important it is to accept and embrace the community. Not unlike the Buddhist concept of Refuge. As you practice Buddhism you take refuge in the Buddha, in the teachings or dharma, and in the community or sangha.