It’s been 5 days since I’ve been cooped up here in the house, and I’ve decided that’s just too long! Could even be a personal record. So I broke out, and went over to Meijer for a little bit. I needed to exchange some sweats and wanted some salad for tonight’s dinner. Was definitely nice to get out. Felt kinda funny driving and it took a few minutes to get comfy, but all was good. Also, using a buggy to get around the store? Not a great idea. That salad cost almost $27. Yikes. Kit Kat anyone?
Today has been a pretty good day. I slept in a little bit this morning and pretty much took it easy. After Saturday’s post of being disapointed with today’s cartoon line up, I realized I could log in to Netflix and stream directly to my new computer. Score one for me. So this morning I watched “Daffy Duck’s Quackbusters” to fulfill my sweet tooth for good old fashion cartoons.
My friend Bill stopped by for a bit this evening to sit and chat. Always good to see Bill. Especially when he comes bearing gifts. He and the Missus made a nice gift basket of get-well soon goodies that I’m sure will be put to good use:
Of course, I broke in for a sample before I remembered to snap a picture of the crafty handiwork.
A call to mom and dad was next, only to be cut short with the statement “We have a 6 foot geiser of water out in the front yard”. Why can’t these people hit oil instead
Tonight, I will wrap up with the last of the Star Wars Prequels, “Revenge of the Sith”; Hope it’s good, as I haven’t seen this one before.
As you can see, it takes a lot to be me – but somebody’s gotta do it!
Nuts. One thing I didn’t want to do? Wake up too early today. I woke up just before 6 AM, and forced myself to stay in bed until almost 7. Just couldn’t stay there any longer. As I was laying there, pretending to still be a sleep, I began to think of a post I read earlier over in OMSH-land: Saturday Cartoons.
Some of my earliest memories are me waking up early in the morning, sneaking down stairs, and turning on the TV to watch cartoons. Dad almost always worked Saturdays, and mom deserved to sleep in a little. Not me. I wanted to watch cartoons. I would remember having to keep the volume low on the old 19″ color TV, and sit on the floor right in front of it since it was right across from my parents bedroom door.
Cartoons in the late 70′s were great. (The 80′s too, but that could be another post) Not like the junk on TV today. There was the Justice League, with Superman, Batman and Robin, Aquaman and Wonder Woman in her invisible jet, all trying to keep the world safe from evil. Who wouldn’t be in to that? I don’t know exactly what would be next, but I know some of the other shows were, Scooby Doo, Capt. Caveman, the Flintstones and Hong Kong Phooey. Saturday morning as a kid was something to really look forward to back then.
So, this morning, as I pushed myself out of bed, (a little easier than yesterday) I had a brief thought to myself to see what could possibly be on this morning. To my disappointment, there were few cartoons available on the regular channels. Nothing I wanted to see. Kids today must really be missing out.
What about you? Did you have a favorite Saturday morning carton when you were a kid?
Well, I’m home and doing pretty well from my surgery yesterday. I have quite a bit of soreness in my abdomen, but, I’m not in any type of pain. Not even taking any pain meds, which I understand is very unusual. All in all, everything has gone well.
You never really realize how much you use a muscle, until it is injured. Last night my core strength was just about 0%. Getting up to find something to eat, or use the bathroom took just about all the energy I had left.
But I slept pretty well. I woke up several times way too early, but managed to dose back off for a bit. I’m moving around a lot better today, but still pretty slow. When I’m up, I try to do everything in a single pass, since I get winded pretty easy.
I watched “The Proposal” last night, which was good, but not a good movie choice as it made me laugh quite a bit. I’m sure if the neighbors would have heard me, they would have called the police for possible abuse
I appreciate all the emails and calls. If I don’t answer, I either can’t get to the phone, or I could be dozing. Thanks.
Today marks the first day of my medical leave & I’m glad I took the day off before my procedure. This is by no means a vacation. I was able to get all my phone calls and followups taken care of this morning, and I’m scheduled for 11 AM tomorrow. Like semester exams, it’s one of those things you aren’t looking forward to, but just want to get it done and out of the way. Pretty much how I’m looking at it.
Also had a great impromptu lunch with my old friend Dale this afternoon. We hadn’t seen each other in quite a few years, but were able to pretty much pick up and chat like we saw each other yesterday. To me, that’s a mark of a true friend. Hope to have more connections like that in the near future.
I’ll probably be “out of it” for the next few days. But beyond that, I have some books I’m looking forward to reading, and some articles that need to be written.
Now, I plan on enjoying the rest of this beautiful Fall day.
It’s hard to believe it. But it’s almost been a month now since I started getting up at a normal time again. It’s not the first time I’ve tried to re-adjust my schedule over the past 18 years while working the 2nd shift. I’m still not sure exactly how it happened, but I think overall, I just got tired of the schedule I was keeping. The biggest change is not coming home, and turning on the TV. Such a major time suck, that TV is. I think the thing I like most, is waking up naturally, without an alarm clock.
This week is also the week that I will have my hernia surgery. Can’t really say that I’m looking forward to that. No worries, just want to get it over with. My outpatient surgery will be on Thursday. Then, I’m told I will be down for about a week, with limited activity in the 2nd week. Hopefully this won’t throw my new schedule out of kittywampus.
One of my favorite activities is to jump in the car, and head for a drive in the country. This is something I remember we used to do as a family when I was growing up. Seemed like we would drive far away, and would be gone forever. I love a good country road. All dirt and gravel, no blacktop to be seen for miles. Better have a good sense of direction too, because that cow only knows the way back to the barn.
I have to wonder. Were those trips to the country on a sunny weekend afternoon, really just a ploy to drop us kids off in the middle of nowhere? Maybe mom and dad couldn’t get their stories straight? Or maybe they just couldn’t let go of those two adorable trouble makers bouncing around in the back seat? That’s probably why they never brought a camera along. Good thing I bring mine along each time I go. Like yesterday:
Almost all of my snapshots are taken from the car window. One day, I will learn to take better shots. Until then, I’ll just have to enjoy the scenery while it goes on by.