HAPPY NEW YEAR! I'm sure 2024 will have its own unique highlights (and lowlights) and we even download an extra day. Like a runner doing a stutter/skip step to keep his time on track we need to finetune the calendar. Happy Birthday for those February 29thers who only get to celebrate every four years. Do they pick Feb. 28th or the March 1 as their substitute the other three? I would think the lst as that officially starts your next flight around the sun.
PLEASE STAY SEATED Speaking of flying, how safe do you feel taking that big silver bird? This week alone a plane had to be diverted because a passenger claimed to be the devil-not sure how that was disruptive as there are many of them out there. A drunken teenager precipitated another diversion. A plane crashed into another one on the ground. But the biggie, and everyone's worst fear, a sealed door panel fell off in flight-say what? Ripped the shirt right off a kid. Now does everyone know why we keep our seatbelts fastened whenever we are not in the wonderfully aromatic potty cube? Oh btw, the moisture on the floor is probably not water. Also aren't we glad that airlines spend most of their employee training time on safety issues? I know safety is a royal pain until, oh I don't know, something happens.
Speaking of birds, since the weather turned into winter the bird feeder got filled. The reason I know that is the head banging commences where eager eaters start crashing into the patio door and kitchen window. Hey dodo, the feeder is in the other direction; learn about reflections or quit getting into turf/food wars with the other birds. As a means of measurement, they appear to empty a full feeder within two days once they get rolling.
WHAT UP DOC? This follows the birds as the Doc's name is Roost (get it?) Well since this is my year of the medical, I thought I would give chiropractic methods a try. The insurance covers unlimited adjustments, but then there are all the other little extras that are not covered as with any "alternative" medical. I have a sleep pillow, seat cushion, orthotics, new vitamins and even a "brain tincture". Oddly enough I cannot find any of the items online when I go to research. This was the result of a "woo-woo" (technical term) hand reader thingee. Apparently, it noted 118 out of 198 adjustment issues so I should be in a wheelchair or dead, I guess. X-rays were interesting as they showed an old fracture in one of my vertebrae. He asked if I had been in an auto accident. No, just fell down some stairs once and dropped my motorcycle on me one time. Typical stuff you know. No arthritis in the back, just everywhere else, so that was the good news.
The Doc is kind of a card and loves to do videos about treatment and exercises-which patients must suffer through-though he calls them maneuvers as exercise sounds like work. He also has cutsie names for the at home maneuvers like the Hitchhiker, Wall Angel, Mug Shot, Sphinx, Bird Dog to name a few. One is described as assuming a hostage pose with hands up against a wall. Based on my bill it does feel that way a bit. He also uses a vibrating (a guess) tool that sounds like a stapler when he applies it up and down my spine. It may be a vibrating or sonar tool as it feels a lot like what they used on me to break up kidney stones. I am literally vibrating when I leave the place. Though it is not as painful as the kidney stone treatment was.
Hey, I'm open to anything that might work at this point. I've decided to commit 3 months to this modus operandi before I make any decisions on anything more invasive. I also get 3 massages as part of my 3-month package so win-win! Back surgery is definitely not on my short-term bucket list, though I did tell the Doc that I probably won't pursue bungee jumping or parachuting at this point. He was relieved.
HOUSE WARS After anguishing over the expanding crack in my relatively new kitchen floor the awful truth emerges. The original dude put it in wrong. This is the dude who ghosted us after keeping or losing the key to the vacay home and would not respond to our calls. When a "handy person" says they can do anything in construction, do your due diligence, just saying. So, we have been hosting brand new floor tile in our dining room so it can "acclimate" to our house. Fortunately, they don't eat much. Oh Joy. The OH gets to "supervise" another house project which starts tomorrow totally messing up my podcast duties this week. Need a She-shed studio I guess. Wonder if the Conference will spring for that.
JP TIME - Hung out with the boy for a few days last week and of course trying out jokes is part of his repertoire. JP's - 1) What does a horse say when it falls down? Help. I can't giddy up! 2) Why do cows wear bells? Because their horns don't work? 3) Mine - there are so many buttons to push in my car that run everything, but I'm really afraid to press the "rear wiper" control....Yeah well.
We offered JP a bit of sparkling Rose at midnight for New Year's, and he was eager to sip with the adults. After hearing my stories, he further decided he would sip, stick his head out the door to hear fireworks and call his Mom at the same time. Fortunately, one of those activities was a bust (no way he could do all 3 at once). After his eager swallow he stated "Yuck! How do guys drink this stuff!" My sister said to just tell him alcohol doesn't taste good until you're 21. As if. It never really tastes good; it's more a determined acquired taste. Peace Out ...💚 💙💛
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