Category: The DayBook

The other day when I was logging my exercise miles, I came upon this 10 foot chunk of old wall all trussed up in the middle of a construction site. The only thing I can figure out is that this is a historic preservation job. And if this little chunk of the old building is included in the new building then someone gets a historic easement tax break.

Mr C is still doing fine. He said this was Lucky #13 treatment today.

Enjoy Every Sandwich – Turkey Swiss Coleslaw on Ciabatta.

You gotta love a person who has a great old car and takes it to the grocery store on Saturday morning.

I am reading a rather poorly written book about an attack on the US and Europe. A 21st century drama. The evil ones are plotting to destroy the internet and along with is Western Civilization. Oh, I believe that it could happen. But, we westerners did produce this super fine auto without the internet. Or even a computer. Maybe a slide-rule or two.

Has anyone else noticed that real scary teabaggers seem to be winning Republican primaries in some locked in Republican senate and house districts? We do live in “interesting times”.

Enjoy Every Sandwich: Barbecued brisket on a roll.

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.