KiwiKimi. EdStun. Shay41. All old friends. All show up together on the top ten list. DD was in it’s prime, and many wonderful writers sheltered in the virtual haven here. So many electrons – cast off to new atoms or disappeared entirely. The diaspora of friends and talent has spread across the webscape, but the…
Iâm outside, on the deck (10â X10â of floor planks and rails, sadly in need of attention). For âattentionâ read ârestorationâ. Today is my day off. There is no chance of me doing anything that needs doing beyond the already accomplished sweeping of the arbor vitae droppings and cleaning of the patio table and two…
My job is weird. I suppose, from a certain point of view, itâs also a little morbid. I donât go into too many details in this blog as a rule, but the short of it is that I am a veterinarian working in food safety and humane animal handling at a beef plant. The most…
Nothing like another birthday to get a person all maudlin and introspective. Year sixty-one wasn’t too bad. The world only outright tried to kill me once with that heart attack last August, although the broken ankle in March might have been another half-hearted attempt by the fates. Calculating all the near misses in my life…
This weekend marks 15 years since my liver and the rest of my body shook hands and decided to give it a go together. There’s been a few rocky patches, but they continue to mostly play nice with each other. It’s rather like getting a cat and keeping it in a room filled with lots…
I just finished making two dozen cupcakes (from a box mix) to take with me on my triumphant return to the workforce tomorrow. Baking is not my forte, but how wrong can you go with mix, one cup water, half a cup of oil and three eggs? The cupcakes came out really nice looking, and…
Dr. Ortho has cleared me for active duty. I can return to work Monday. Yippee.
I’m not ready for any retirement that requires I stay home all day because I can’t drive.
Today it will (just barely) cross 80ºF today. In my mind, rates marking today as the first official day of spring. Especially since weâve had very few 70ºF days, much less an 80ºF day. Were I ruler of the universe, things like the start of a season would not be fixed to a calendar date…
OK, so the orthopedist informs me that âpeople our ageâ take a little longer to heal, and rather than releasing me to work after six weeks, he wants to see me at the seven week point to reevaluate the break. So I go back for a re-check on April 26, and if Iâm really lucky…