Author: Peg

Peonies are wonderful. They enjoy 2 glorious weeks every May – weather permitting.

Mr. C’s radiologist is happy with the Merkel creature extermination process. Of course, it isn’t Dr Bobby’s life on the line.

Love being an apartment dweller. Last night – after it finished nuking our dinner veggies – the microwave died. I put in a request to fix the microwave. And when I came home at noon today, a new microwave was installed over the stove. No shopping, no figuring out what to do with the dead nuker, no problems getting it installed. The “new” microwave is 12 years old. But, it works. And, it looks just about like the old one. Fits over the stove. Has lights all that stuff. And, if it dies… I’ll just put in another repair ticket. (Oh and the new microwave is all squeeky clean. Can not say that about the old one.)

Enjoy Every Sandwich: Nothing fancy. Tuna melt for Mr C. Plain tuna for me.

Merkel creature is smaller! Still has a way to go. But, it is going.

Enjoy Every Sandwich: We will be having tuna salad for sandwiches for dinner. But, I made myself as super sandwich for lunch – left over chicken, provolone and blueberries stuffed into pita and nuked a little. Mr C went out to lunch today.

Did my 5 miles forced march today. It was 92°

 

A fine early summer day.

The radiology techs think that Mr C needs a new calibration run. They think the creature has shrunk and they want to move the death ray a little closer to his skull. I suppose they will recalibrate him tomorrow. Tomorrow is picture day too. You have been warned. Don’t tune in tomorrow if you don’t want to see the creature again.

Enjoy every sandwich: Fried egg sandwich with cheese and salsa.

Mother’s Day. I was not the mother my daughter needed. I was not the daughter my mother wanted. Mother/Daughter not my finest roles.

It was a fine warm and sunny Mother’s Day. I managed to log my 5 miles today. I turned into a squirrel this morning. I stored away 3 weeks worth of yogurts. Just like a squirrel stashing nuts.  What am I expecting?

Carlton continues to be “fine”.

Enjoy every sandwich: Most excellent chicken and cheese quesadilla. With salsa, guacamole, sour cream. What’s not to love?

I went on a little outing to Old Town Alexandria this morning. It was cloudy and sprinkled. I didn’t get wet. Nor did I buy anything. So, an all around good trip.

I took some fotos with my little old FX01. And I did not use the zoom or the image stabilization. Because I still want this baby. Fujifilm X100s

About my old ladies home – the one that I have promised Mr C that I will move into “after”. Or that we will move into in 2 years if things go great. About these asylums… Why are they all in the ‘burbs or worse? I am a little old lady – what on earth would I do in the ‘burbs? Wouldn’t I rather live in Old Town, where I could stroll to gift shops, galleries, cafes? Damn right. Surely, I am not unique. There must be like minded old ladies somewhere.

Enjoy Every Sandwich: Mr C requested cheese burgers. Cheese Burgers delivered.

 

Everything is fine here. Mr C thinks that the radiation is making him tired. But, that is expected.

I need to knock myself out of this fearful waiting mode that I am in. It isn’t really helpful. I am just sort of paralyzed. But, wait… Last Friday, I was grumpy. Maybe this is better? At least I haven’t been snapping at people.

Enjoy Every Sandwich: Tuna salad and tomato on rye.

Think spring is over. It is 90°. That is summer.

Enjoy Every Sandwich. chicken, pineapple, avocado wrap. Gee some bacon would have been good in that! Next time.

A note from the old lane: Information package came for me today from the old folks home that I think would serve me best if I stay in Northern VA. Bingo, anyone? I haven’t opened the envelop yet.

Nothing new on the Mr C’s health. The radiology folks took pictures of his head this morning. Maybe they will see some positive difference.

I had nothing to do at work today, so I left after two hours. By the time I walked home it was chilly and windy. I extended my walk and logged almost 5 miles. Then I did yoga. And made soup out of scraps that I found in the freezer. That was lunch.

Sandwiches were cancelled today. Right now I am roasting a chicken. Will have chicken with sweet potato and broccoli. I seem to be trying to make Mr C’s favorite foods. That is OK. It is the least I can do.

Sort of feel like we are marking time. Waiting on something that we don’t want to happen to happen.

 

 

Well, five treatments down. Twenty to go. Don’t see much change. For sure Merkel creature hasn’t gotten bigger. It may be a tiny bit smaller. I need to see some progress. But, he still feels fine enough.

He went to see the dentist today. The dentist told him to just ignore his broken tooth since it didn’t hurt. And, if his prognosis improves then it will be time to do something. But, no need for dental work if you aren’t looking past December.

No more photos of Merkel creature until next Tuesday, unless something dramatic happens.

Enjoy Every Sandwich: Turkey, Swiss, Cole Slaw on Rye.

 

Today was all about exercise. Well, after volunteering. I was in the office all morning – so I couldn’t log any miles on my Fitbit running stuff from here to there in the hospital.

Even after walking home, I still had a lot of walking to do to hit my 5 miles. Also did yoga. But the FitBit ignores yoga. I do yoga for the strength part of my program. Also for balance. As you may have noticed old people tend to tip over with disastrous results.

 

Mr C and the Merkel creature continue unchanged. 4 treatments down, 26 to go.

Enjoy Every Sandwich: Quesadilla, with salsa, sour cream and guacamole. Cinco de Mayo you know.

When you a medical problems – the weekend can be good. Because, you don’t have to have procedures or see doctors on Saturday or Sunday. So, it is easy to slip into denial.

Having little fantasies about getting an expensive new camera, going to Paris, or Tokyo… But, I am not leaving Mr C home alone. Not for one day. Now, a new camera – that’s doable.

Enjoy Every Sandwich: Cheese Burgers!

Carlton and the Merkel creature take lots of naps. I don’t think he is depressed. I think he is just tired. The creature appears to be unchanged. No nukes on Saturday or Sunday.

Today I walked and did yoga. Bought a pair of Levi’s at the flea market. They are in the washing machine. Don’t want to get fleas. Jeans cost more at the flea market than at the Goodwill. But, the flea market jeans dude has all his jeans sorted by size and brand. Could spend an hour with a tape measure looking for 30×30 505 Levi’s at Goodwill and not find any. Time is worth something, even to an old lady.

And why do I need “new” Levi’s? My beloved old Levi’s – the ones that I fit so nicely into again – are a little too ragged. My panties peak out of the holes in the butt. Not a good look for an old lady.

Enjoy Every Sandwich: Sandwich cancelled today. I made Mr C’s favorite liver and onions for lunch. Messing up the entire kitchen. I have since policed the kitchen. Blitzed the stove. Etc… Dinner is going to be Trader Joe’s Mac and Cheese from the microwave. Not messing up the kitchen enough to make a sandwich. The kitchen will be clean for at least 12 hours.