Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Blow and Swing


Over the weekend I noticed a brightly colored whistle on the hutch and I asked Mrs Jude if she wore it when walking Ziggy in the early morning hours. She said "no". End of story? well, almost.

Monday very early in the morning, like we're still snoozing in bed, well I was anyway until she placed her hand on my shoulder. Waking up right away I thought it was going to be a morning delight start but no, she was just trying to stop me from making snoring noises so she could hear clearly.

Coyotes. A fairly good size pack were yelping in the next neighborhood behind us. It's not unusual to hear them around here. We are in coyote land.

About a hour later Mrs Jude marched into the bedroom to announce she and Ziggy had the stick AND whistle with them on their walk.

I told her "that's good" and now I won't worry when they go walking in the break of dawn with her coyote stick and whistle! Or should I?  







and there's no way am I going to tell Mrs Jude that the whistle touched Ziggy's little richard either!



Thursday, August 18, 2011

My BAD

 
 
I definitely have to get better at this....

I don't know how people do it.... 
 
(this and it meaning ....
being taking care of other people while still
keeping yourself somewhat together)
 
BUT...

One book and One Zip Up Pack left on top of my CAR ROOF and

Two hours later, I found them!

They had fallen off at my first right turn
 
and patiently stayed towards the middle of 
 
a fairly busy four lane roadway.

I'm sure the elastic band is what saved the
 
book from turning into pages in the wind.

The Zip Up Pack didn't fare as well.

The original content was 3 items.

When I found and opened it up,

Ten parts came tumbling out.

I'll check later to see if the mini ipod still works.

Right now,

It's FCK'N Miller Time.


Wednesday, August 17, 2011

It's Been One Hell-of-a-Summer

Major life changes happen all the time to everyone. I know I'm not alone in this little fact. We had one here at the end of May and I'm still struggling to get use to our new circumstance.

My Dad had a mini stroke. He called me in one night and asked for help to get into bed. I new right away what had happened and told Mrs Jude to dial 911. He was being seen by the ER doc 30 minutes later. Two surgeries, his carotids were 98% blocked, a week and a half of hospital stay and he was back home.

Then for 6 or 8 weeks, crap I can't remember how long it was, we had a parade of strangers marching into the home. The physical therapist, occupational therapist, nurses and my Dad's favorite the personal assistant who would help with his showering, were all here twice a week. These eight, hour long visits were being scheduled around my work day. I can't say enough how lucky I am to work from home.

Mrs Jude went on vacation in June to visit the grand kids, I stayed home. I was going to stay home anyway so I don't even know why I'm including this part. Could be because I'm feeling trapped?

Today, he's getting around with the aid of a walker. It's a step up, or I guess really down, from his cane that he was using prior to the stroke. All of his meals need to be prepared now since he no longer can make his own. Good news is I took the car keys from him and I take him to all of his Dr's appointments. The bad news is I'm constantly fighting a depression.

I know I'm lucky to have him. I mean really, he's 91. I get to see him every day and my two brothers haven't seen him in a few years. Mrs Jude and I found a nice assistant living place where he can go for a week or two if she and I decide to go away on vacation. So that took care of that feeling of being trapped.

My exercise and diet has gone to hell and I know it's up to me to get back into the swing of taking care of me. Maybe that's the important part of me that's missing right now. I don't know but I have to do something to get me back on a steady happy.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

A Special Treat



Mrs Jude and I thought this would be a nice little summer treat for our dogs, Ziggy and Harley. Little cups of frozen doggie bliss. The package of four went into the freezer three weeks ago. One weekend I opened up the pack, got a cup out and had the hairy kids share it. I kept count of the licks. They loved it! Then what usually happens is what's in the freezer gets forgotten for a while, until last weekend I remembered and decided it was time for another treat hand out. 

When I opened up the box there were only two cups left. WTF? 

I immediately asked Mrs Jude if she had given the dogs a cup. She said no. Then I spied Dad, sitting at the dining room table. I took the box over to him and shouted...."did you have one of these?" He looked at me, looked at the box, looked back at me....since he didn't give me a verbal responce I asked again louder so the whole fucking neighborhood could hear. 

He said "No, I don't think so, I like jello".
 
He ate one of these. He had too. It's not like Harley can help herself into the freezer. He ate a frosty paws! At least it doesn't have sugar but the outer carton does say, "not for human consumption". 

I wonder if Dad had a little audience watching him while he was slurping it up.  Which reminds me, I need to make sure jello is on the shopping list for this week. 

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Cleaning My Closet


Today, where ever I go,


I will be leaving a pair of shoes and a pile of clothing. 


just because


ha

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

She Still Makes Me Laugh

Mrs Jude: calling from work Hey Jude, when you get a chance could you look for my cell phone. I think I lost it. The last time I remember....

Me: Just call the number.

Mrs Jude: What?

Me: Call your cell phone.

Mrs Jude: Ok, good bye.

Me: NO! Don't hang up.

Mrs Jude: Well, how am I suppose to call...Oh, you mean put you on hold while I call?

Me: Yes.

Mrs Jude: OK  she puts me on hold

Me: Listening for but not hearing her cell phone ring

Mrs Jude: comes back   Never mind. I found it. It's somewhere in my purse. I only have to find it in there but I heard it in my purse.

Me: LOL

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Training for Retirement

I'm preparing myself for my well earned retirement days. NO, I don't have a date set yet, it's still far into the future as in years and there's no need to provide any wiseass remarks either ;)

I've heard how some people don't know how to handle their retirement days and I can understand why. When your years have been with a certain group of people on a daily bases and that group is no longer part of your days, that can make for a big hole to fill. I'm not going to have that problem. In fact right now it's work that is getting in the way of my retirement training.

Here's the dilemma that I'm facing today.

What summer classes to choose.......

     Piano for the beginner - either Monday or Thursday evening
     Intermediate Ukulele - Thursday evening
     Guitar - Wednesday evening
     Jazz Guitar - Monday evening
     Pickle-ball - Saturday afternoons

I would LOVE to be able to take all of those classes but knowing I would have some time constraints (thanks to work) I'm allowing myself only three of the above options. I'm having a heck of a time deciding.