fit mess

I have a fitness tracker on my phone 

    It keeps track of the steps I take during the day.

    I set a goal, and when I reach that goal it sends me a little message.  It's like a participation trophy.

    Lately I have not been reaching my goal!

    I must not be walking as much, or not carrying my phone.

    I think it is not carrying my phone.  

    Parking far away from the front of a store is one strategy I use to increase steps, but I don't go to the store every day.  And the other day I forgot where I parked.    

    When I am close to the goal, I let Beth out at night and then march back and forth like a sentry on duty.  If my neighbors spot me they will probably think I have finally gone off the deep end.

    Last night I was real close to the goal.

    I thought if I walked around the house, I would reach the goal.

    I made 12 loops through the kitchen, great room, dining room.

    The needle did not budge.

    Made another 12 loops.....no change.

    Made 20 loops.....no change.

    By then I was damn tired, so I settled down with a cup of honey laced tea that is supposed to relax me.

    Well, it did relax me.....but drinking it at 10 before bedtime proved to be a mistake.  I was up at 12:30, 1:30, and 3 to use the bathroom.  Beth barked at some point, Jackie poked me, and I told them both I was not getting up.

    The house was quiet until Beth started barking again, Jackie started poking me again, and I said again I am not getting up to let her out.

    You know what?  Beth was fine.  

    I figure in an 8 hour period, I was up or poked 5 times.

    No wonder I am tired.

Peace and Love

        Especially Peace.

tri confused

 I think I have too many books

    Let me rephrase that.  I think I am reading too many books at one time.

    I am sort of reading 4, but it's really only 2.  

    I know, it makes no sense.

    I am reading A Salty Piece of Land by Jimmy Buffett.  I got this a couple of years ago for Christmas and just never started it.  Now I am almost done.

    I am also reading Innocents Abroad by Mark Twain.

    It's a bit harder reading this one because it's on my e-reader and is really long.  I think I am about 1/10th of the way through it.

    Between forgetting to charge the reader, having to renew the book, and not reading it every day, I think it will take me a long time to finish.

    I checked it out on Hoopla.  Before this I was reading Following the Equator, also by Twain.  But after I renewed it about half way through, I got a message that it was no longer available in that format.  Huh.  Guess I won't know how it ends.

    I have 2 other books I have started, but just have not gotten around to reading them completely.  Then there is the pile of books I have left to read.

    There is not enough time in the day.

    Of course, I could play less solitaire, which I am trying to do.  Then today comes along and I spend too much time losing.  Every time I lose, I play again thinking I will win. 

    That is a gamblers's mentality, right?  No matter how many coins you put in the 1 armed bandit you are always certain you are going to win on the next one.

    Sigh.

    Last night on a Rockford station's weather forecast they had a map of reported hail falling.  Smack dab in the middle was Rochelle, with no reports of hail.  East, west, north, south...... all had hail. Julia had hail. But we didn't.  Luckily.  Some of the hail was huge!  And some of the damage was unbelievable.

    It was a weird looking map.

    Today we ran the whole string.   Cloudy, snow, rain, mist, sunny, more snow, sunny cloudy.  Dark.

     Mother Nature was a manic depressive today.

Peace and Love

            Especially Peace

tis the season

 Spring is not my favorite season

    I know, winter is basically over, flowers are starting to appear, you can go outside with a sweatshirt on and still feel warm.  

    That is, if you are wearing pants or sweats.  But just a sweatshirt alone might cause neighbors to label you as a pervert or exhibitionist.

    People generally feel better in spring.  Optimistic.  Young again.  Energetic.

    I don't like spring because it is muddy.  The yard squishes when you walk on it.  

    I don't like spring because one day it could be 60, and the next day 35 with  possible snow.

    But I especially don't like spring became of nights like this.

    Our weather radio has gone off multiple times.

    Luckily, only 1 warning affected our area.  That was a severe thunderstorm with quarter sized hail, strong winds and heavy rain.

    Further adding to our luck, nothing major happened.   I don't think we even got rain.  There was a lot of lightening.  In fact, it seemed to be one continuous flash for several seconds instead of just a brief flash.

    Every time a bell rings, an angel gets its wings.

    Every time the weather alert sounds,  Terry gets his exercise.

    I know, I need it.

    So far we have had at least 4 alerts for the area around Lena, 1 for us, 1 for the lakeshore area, 1 southern DeKalb County, 1 for Aurora and Juliet, and others I may have forgotten.

    Thunder is rumbling, a lot.

    I pulled the blinds on our windows in case it hails.  I honestly don't know if that is a protection or not, but they are all closed.

    In case of high winds, my patio and porch furniture is safe in the garage.  Of course it has been there for 5 months, but someday I will take it out.

    My stomach is not as nervous as it usually gets.  Maybe I am just getting used to storms  Or maybe I am coping by eating.

    Whatever.  Evenings like this are not good for a guy who has trouble sleeping at night.

    I took a short nap again this morning, but when I sat down at 4 to read a little bit, I fell asleep again!  This time Jackie did not wake me because she also fell asleep.  

    My fingers are crossed that we have a quiet night.

    I hope you do too.

Peace and Love

        especially Peace

national nap day

I celebrated National nap day today

    I know!  I had never heard of it either, but today is the day.

    After a looong night, a night in which going to bed at 11 was like going to bed at 10, Jackie feeling sick, Beth wanting to go out 3 times in the middle of the night, I was dang tired!

    We had help today, and I sat in my chair at 9:30, was up at 10, went back to my chair and slept until 12:30.

    To try to make me tired, Beth and I walked down to the cul de sac and back this afternoon.  That is about 1 mile.  I think we will both be pretty tired tonight.  Hope that lets me sleep.

    I went to the store at about 5 today and the parking lot at Skare Park was pretty full.  There was a line of people waiting to play disc golf!

    I actually played it by myself when the course opened several years ago.  I thought it was fun, although I admit I did not keep track of my tosses.

    I ran into a friend and mentioned the golf course and he showed me his bag of discs.  He had a driver, a putter, a wedge....and about 20 discs in total.

    I bought one disc. 

    I think if I ever go with a group of people I will be a little embarrassed at my lonely disc while they have carts to carry their bags.

    I am not a golfer, disc or otherwise.

    Although I did play an 18 hole course once and shot an 89, but they made me stop after 9 holes because I was taking too long.

    I just don't have the eye-hand coordination needed for that.  Hell, at this point in life sometimes I have trouble feeding myself!

    Speaking of which, I was looking through the pantry and found a package of noodles stuffed with cheese and a truffle sauce.  It looked really good, but the expiration date was May 2024. 

    Julia must have left it.  

    Despite my willingness to eat anything, I tossed it.

    Better safe than sorry.

Peace and Love

Oh yes I did

 I am a food pig

    I have a tendency to eat stuff.

    Crumbs left over from cookies.  Little bits of meat left on a plate.  Stuff that should really just be tossed.

    I am not hungry.  I just eat shit.

    Julia brought us some amazing cupcakes.  Tonight Jackie had half of one and I put the other away for tomorrow.  I, of course, ate my whole cupcake in one sitting.  Hell, in one mouthful, almost.

    Julia also bought some doggie cupcakes for Beth.  These are little itty bitty cupcakes with a bone on the top.

    As I was clearing dishes, little piggy noticed some cupcake on Jackie's fork.  So little biggie put it in his mouth and licked the fork clean.

    Then little biggie asked Jackie, "Did you use your fork to cut Beth's cupcake?"

    Of course the answer was yes.

    It had a nice peanut butter flavor, but seemed a little grainy.  Immediately after swallowing it I started to howl and scratch my butt across the floor.

    And I am not adjusting to the time change.

    Not this one, the one last fall.

    We woke up at 8, I went around and reset the clocks to 9, then it was shower time and breakfast/brunch time.  

    I whipped up some crepes and bacon, and we ate about 11:45.  

    After I let Emily's dogs out, I came home and intended to take a 35 minute nap.  When the alarm on my phone went off, I reset it for 20 minutes more. When that alarm went off I set it for 20 minutes more.  Jackie finally woke me.

    Last night when I was out front with Beth about 10, I heard a distinct gun shot.

    Beth immediately ran toward the door.  I don't know about her previous life, but those noises really scare her.

    I was a bit concerned, so I called the sheriff's office on their non emergency number.

    I gave my name, my concern, the dispatcher  asked my address and then asked if I lived in Hickory Ridge.  I said yes, and he said there was a deputy in that area dispatching an injured deer.

    That was actually a relief, though I did feel sorry for the deer .  My guess is a car hit it, but I don't know.

    That's why I always tell people when they leave, "Watch for deer."

Peace and Love

            especially Peace

uh oh

 I got yelled at today

    Jackie was printing something on the computer.  I had gone to Emily's to let out the dogs, so Jack was by herself.

    The printer ran out of paper.  

    Since the printer is right next to where she was sitting, she reached onto the shelf with all the paper on it.

    That's when the trouble started.

    She pulled out a bunch, and it had all be used on one side.

    She pulled out another bunch, and it had all be used on one side.

    A lot of other paper spilled onto the ground.  All of it had been used.

    When I came home there was paper all over the place except in the printer.  

    "Where is the paper!" And I think she was a little exasperated (or mad....) at this point.

    I calmly told her the paper was in the closet. and I got her some and loaded the printer so she could finish the print job.

    She then asked the 6 million dollar question:  Why was I saving that paper?

    I  explained to her that I cut it in half and use it for notes.  I mean, it makes sense to me.  The paper is used, but still can have a purpose.  I am reusing it  before recycling it.

    Although in hindsight, I may have too much.  Way too much.  It is almost 4 inches high.  That's a lot of notes!

    When I am done with this little episode, I will get rid of most of it.

    Besides, I have another stack in the bottom shelf already cut.

Peace and Love

        especially Peace

too much for note paper???   maybe

These folks light up a lot of holidays!  Always makes me smile!!!

vampire time

 Today was blood test  day in the household

    Jackie and I  got our tests for upcoming doctor appointments.

    I still get weird when it 's time.

    I talk a lot.  I look away.  I joke.

    By the time I finally shut up the draw is done and I am sent off with a tiny bandage on my arm.

    Yet I still get a little uptight about the entire procedure.  Jackie is ok with it, it's just me.

    Once I fainted when I had a blood draw.  After that I was told to lay on a bed while they did it.  But now I can sit up, talk, and get through it.

    I follow a post called Lenten Madness.  It's based on March Madness, but it features contests between saints.

    Saints.  Well, they did have a will be someday a saint person this week, but 99 percent of the contestants are saints.

    I read about two of them, then vote.  The winner of the vote advances to the next round.  Just like the basketball games, but with saints.

    Today's contest was Joan of Arc and Marina the Monk.

    Briefly, Marina lived  in the fifth or sixth century.  Her mother died and her father intended to marry her off.  Then he was going to become a monk.

    Marina  wanted no part of that.  She shaved her head, dressed like a man, and convinced her father to let her join him in the monastery.

    Time passed, after a decade her father died, and a  controversy arose, and Marina, now going by the name of Marinos, was accused of fathering a child with a poor woman.

    Instead of admitting her sex, Marinos admitted the sin and took the child in, raising it in the monastery.

    It wasn't until Marinos died that the monks discovered his secret.

    Aside from being an interesting story, I was reminded that gender identity is not a new issue.  

    Marina lived among monks as a man, no one was troubled by it, and she became a saint.

    By the way, Joan won, but it was a close vote.

    And I voted for Marina.

Peace and Love