Friday, 6 June 2008

This and that again - June 6th

1. Post breakfast nap on my bed, for both cats.

2. Adelaide - inquisitive as ever.

3. Ada, sleeping - her favourite "activity".

It’s been damn hot here, maxing out at 91F during the day. ‘Twas even to hot to walk this a.m.. besides which, I wanted to do some planting. I did so just after morning twilight.

I am choosing Florida friendly and drought resistant plants - some of which I’d never heard in Massachusetts - viz Jatropha and Porter Weed.

Ben and I had lunch at a new Italian restaurant nearby. I ate 2 ½ slices of Pizza - my first in three months, and I immediately felt fat.

In fact I have lost 34lbs through eating wisely, and walking each day.

But I felt fat!

I thought about joining a local Health Club, where I could exercise in air-conditioned comfort.

Then I remembered that we have a exercise room in the Glen Oaks Ridge Clubhouse. So, after bowling I took myself there and walked 1 ½ miles on a tread mill, at 3.2 m.p.h.

After which I forgave myself for the Pizza.

Later in the afternoon it rained for about an hour - glorious rain. I simply had to take myself out to the car port to enjoy the rain. (We are in a drought, and every bit of rain is a cause for rejoicing).

The cats are well (see photo’s). Ada loves to sleep and eat. Adelaide is more active, and is very demanding of attention.

Ada is the cat I’d love to be.

Adelaide is the attention seeker that I am.


And here is some other stuff.



Tobias Wolf in the New Yorker



Dreadful jokes a la Henny Youngman (via Rory O’Connor)

Let Me Tell You About My Doctor. He is very good.

If you tell him you want a second opinion, he will go out and come in again.

Another time he gave a patient 6 months to live. At the end of the 6 months, the patient hadn't paid his bill, so the doctor gave him another 6 months.

While he was talking to me his nurse came in and said, "Doctor, there is a man here who thinks he is invisible." The doctor said, "Tell him I can't see him."

Another time a man came running in the office and yelled, "Doctor, my son just swallowed a roll of film." The doctor calmly replied, "Let's just wait and see what develops."

One patient came in and said, "Doctor, I have a serious memory problem." The doctor asked, "When did it start?" The man replied, "When did what start ?"

I remember once I told my doctor I had a ringing in my ears. His advice: "Don't answer it."

My doctor sure has his share of nut cases.

One said to him, "Doctor, I think I'm a bell." The doctor gave him some pills and said, "Here, take these, and if they don't work, give me a ring."

Another guy told the doctor that he thought he was a deck of cards. The doctor simply said, "Go sit over there. I'll deal with you later."

When I told my doctor I broke my leg in two places, he told me to stop going to those places.

But doctors can be so frustrating.

You wait a month and a half for an appointment. Then he says, "I wish you had come to me sooner."

1 comment:

  1. I loved the Tobias Wolf piece in the New Yorker. It was one of those reminders that we're not alone in the journey.