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The best way to spend the new year is just lying around the house. We drank a great deal last night but I'm very thankful I didn't wake up with a hangover. Scott was here so we had bacon and eggs for breakfast after watching the Rose Parade. Then we sat and watched the historic hockey game which was played outside. Afterward, we walked on Lincoln Road and ate pizza and then went to visit Danee. It was fun day and it was a great way to start the new year. Happy new year. It's going to be good one.
It's time to go into full awfulize mode. The new year has begun and I'm without resolutions. Not such a bad thing however because I already made two of them and I'm in the process of resolving them. Once again, I have resolved to lose weight. The best news is that I started in the fall and I've already dropped 25 pounds. Go me. The other has to do with smoking, for which I have a truly unhealthy obsession. I read years ago that I simply need to identify as a non-smoker. The problem is that I love to smoke!
Another TGIF day on tap. It's Friday and Scott and I are going to Shabbat dinner at Danee's house. It will be odd since Marc won't be there but we'll make the best of it. She always puts out a fantastic spread and there are always lots of interesting people. This week, we enjoyed talking to Esther along with Dawn and her husband Andrew. Their two children were there as well, and Danee's kids seem to have calmed down considerably. We stayed way late and drank so much wine that I hardly remember driving home. It was a fun day.
Today, Scott and I went to the Cuban place for breakfast and I had a couple of gluten bombs with my cafe con leche. I don't mind eating real bread on occasion, but the best news of all came when we went to Publix and I jumped on the scale and discovered that I've lost 35 lbs. I'm very proud of me and wondering just how much more I can lose and how quickly if I just start walking on a regular basis and really pay attention to what I'm eating and the quantity. Good times. And good days ahead.
Today is starting off quite slowly. Raoul is still lying in bed at it's already almost 11 a.m. I'm waiting for Scott so I can go with him to Home Depot. I'm going to buy a stiff bristle broom to help me finish off the pressure cleaning job I started in the back yard. I'm going to pressure clean the rest of the mildew off the cement and then I'm going to brush it with diluted bleach in an effort to prevent it from returning. I have to say that this is probably the worst it has ever been.
Today is Helen's birthday. I went to visit her on Saturday. She's so unaware that she doesn't even know what day of the week it is, much less what month and that fact that we're already 14 years into the new millennium. She's been out of it for that long. I remember trying to explain to her that we were no longer in the 20th century and she was just a drooling mess. I have been feeding her lunch for all these years and she just exists. It's a horrible condition. I hope I never end up that way. Please.
My goodness, a whole week of the new year has already whizzed past us and we just go about our lives. It's the inexorable passage of time. It just keeps on going. I was supposed to have lunch with a pal today but he blew me off once again. It was his suggestion and then it was gone. I almost went to the place where we were supposed to meet, but I just couldn't bring myself to go. I think I may be about due for a free lunch because after you've been there a dozen times, it's free. Yay.
Ugh, will this rain ever stop? Plus, even south Florida has felt the wrath of the polar vortex. It's been cold for the past few days, but the rain has added a nice little touch. Cold and gray. How wintery! We just go about our business and dodge the raindrops. Melinda came over this morning after her voice therapy and we had a little spread. Then she invited us all over to get Raoul out of the house. It was nice but went on far too long. I finally begged off after four hours. That was plenty. I assure you.
Letting the days go by. I have no recollection of what I did on this day and that's okay because the days are starting to look very much the same. Today was an ordinary day. Not much happened. I wrote my 750 words entry for today and ignored the 100 words entry. So, here I am, a week later, writing to catch up, puree, don't get left behind. I want to listen to that old Wings album, but I don't have the gumption to try to find it online. It would probably take less than a minute. So so sleepy.
It's a TGIF kind of day. I'm just glad that this week is over because I haven't anything constructive to show for it. I was invited over to Danee's house last night but I didn't go because at the last minute she changed the plans. Tonight, we went to Melinda's house for a few hours and sat on her patio dodging mosquitos. All I could think of was that I wished I was at shabbat dinner instead. But I sat there for four hours and finally demanded to go home even though Melinda wanted us to stay longer. Good night!
I'm in a rut but it's so much fun to go visit Helen on Saturday in the nursing home. There's one old lady who likes to flirt with me. It's kind of funny and I really like it. There's another lady who is always calling me and I can't understand her Spanish. I feel badly for her, There was another lady there who went downhill so fast that the last time I asked about her, they told me she passed away. They talk to me for awhile and then become incommunicative and then they're gone. It's a very sad place.
Sunday and that means it's time to fix something extravagant for breakfast. It was also the day to clean out all the leftovers from the fridge. There were a number of things in the frozen part that were just sitting there and ended up being tossed. I swear we threw out 20 pounds of food. That's so wrong. I wonder why I even kept them, when I realized today when I took them out that they were never destined to be eaten. It's not easy to manage old food. It has to be eaten as soon as it's declared leftover.
Today, our handyman came over and fixed a couple of leaky faucets. I'm glad for that because our water bill just keeps getting higher each month. Now I have to set my sights on ways to lower the electric bill which has crept up steadily each month for the past year. I don't want it to go any higher, but I'm afraid that the only way to get Isora under control is to get Raoul to be firmer with her. She no longer listens to me, and as a matter of fact, she goes against my wishes. It's not easy.
It's the middle of the night. Not actually. We're on the down side. I woke up at 0300 and now it's almost 0400. I have great plans for today vowing to work on at least a couple of projects for a couple of hours each. I need to start putting these things on my agenda so I feel like I've accomplished some thing at the end of the day. I'm so sleepy now, having been awake for long enough. I've decided that this interrupted sleep pattern has been going on long enough and it's time get a good night's sleep.
It's easy to write 100 words every day when I actually come here and write but when I let the days go by it's hard for me to even remember a couple days earlier. What did I do on Wednesday that was any different from any other day of the week? We love our routines. Or at least, I love my routine. I'm stuck again as usual. I just get up and get coffee each morning and take my BP pill. Then I come back upstairs and lie in bed for a few hours watching the same shows every day.
I already wrote an entry for today but the computer ate it. Ha, that's the 21st century version of the dog ate my homework. It's a completely different entry now because I totally forgot what I wrote before. I do remember that I went to an art gallery and an art fair aboard the 7th largest yacht in the world. It's docked downtown by the Intercontinental Hotel. We had a good time. The rest of the day was just like any other day this week. I stayed home and laid in bed and watched TV all day and did nothing.
The highlight of today was driving to Krispy Kreme to redeem a Groupon that I bought back in December because it's expiring soon. It was for two dozen doughnuts. I think I paid $10 for it. It was worth it because I brought a dozen home and took a dozen to Shabbat dinner tonight. They were well received. I know that in the past I couldn't have brought them because they're dairy and I only brought parve desserts. Now it's okay to bring dairy but I like that fact that they're kosher. It's a nice touch. I didn't bring wine.
Saturday - what once was a fond routine has become rather like drudge work. I sing a dirge to my Saturday routine. I love dear sweet darling Helen but even she's getting tired of the same old. She's turning against her one joy in life - eating. She was telling me that everything was bad and didn't even enjoy her beloved peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I couldn't help but wonder if it was the whole wheat bread. Even she could see that bread wasn't quite right. It was like white bread with something the color it brown. Saturday Helen bread oy.
Sunday begs for time be set aside for contemplation. Going to the Art Deco Festival yesterday leads to a day set aside for thinking about the lofty goals of Mr. Martin Luther King Jr. and they even set aside a day for people with jobs to get a day off with pay. Well, some people. I used to be one of those people. I miss those days of getting paid not to work. I need to find another job like that. Plus, getting part of my health insurance and a percentage of my 403(b) invested was a benefit too.
Liquor is bad for me. I can't drink responsibly. I'm a wild and crazy guy under the influence. I need to stay inside and not have any interactions with the public at large. I'm large and lovely. I have a very nice body. I like to tell it like it is. I'm big fun. Big guy. Big fun. That's what I am. Why am I writing about myself like I'm advertising? I don't know where that came from. Maybe it was that shrimp scampi I ate earlier. I'm still high from the quantity of sodium I consumed. Go, me, go.
Once again with the drinking. Last night the excuse was to go for a endless drinking game. I lasted four hours. I'm such a light weight. I felt bad because if I had just paced myself a little better I could have spent at least another four hours there. It was all you can drink for $20 and I had six 16 oz. beers. That's a lot of beer. Even in four hours. I was super drunk and I needed to go home. I drank too much. I drank too fast. I'm drink irresponsibly. I'm a bad person. Punish me.
I haven't written here for a full week! I knew that I was being bad by ignoring this site but now I have to write 800 words. What the hell is that all about? And 100 words at a time! I would normally write about my mundane life, but it's so mundane that I can't even remember what I did last Wednesday. It's now Wednesday evening, January 29. I've been trying to tread water and it's just not working. I see commercials on TV about retirement and paying yourself to do what you want. But what if you don't know?
I was thinking January 23 had some significance for me and I remembered that it was the day I was discharged from the U.S. Navy after four years of honorable service. Well, I was discharged on January 23rd in 1976, but 1974 was a memorable year too. That was the big year for our family. But I had forgotten that my sister's son was born in 1973. I'm just writing here to get something done. I have to pay something to this website to ensure that it keeps going. I also want to see how many batches I've completed.
On January 24, I joined the U.S. Navy in 1972. It's hard for me to have many other dates like that where I remember the exact day and month and year of an occurrence. If I think back to life in 1972. I remember it being a few months of grueling indoctrination into the military. And then another few weeks of training to learn how to type. I hated that class. I used to have nightmares about typing in front of an audience. Talk about performance anxiety, we had to type on typewriters with no letters on the keys.
I had Scott with me so I used him as an excuse not to visit Helen today. We went to Costco for gas and some shopping anyway. He came over in the afternoon and barbecued for us. It was so delicious, His cooking is sublime because he takes forever to get something completed. He was drinking a lot but that's a given. I was drinking more than I should as well. Hell, we were all working that bottle of tequila. It's the drink of the devil. Once I start drinking that stuff, I can't stop. I just have to learn.
Raoul wanted to invite the Kleins over today but Scott didn't want to deal with them and I wasn't in the mood either. Raoul doesn't understand that certain people just don't get along. That's the way of the world. But we'll have them over next Saturday so that we can all have a free calendar for Sunday's Super Bowl game. It's a big deal and we sometimes even watch for the action. It's all American, don't ya know? Anyway, we'll work on the schedule for the party later in the week. We still have plenty of time to prepare. Ciao.
Monday is just the beginning of the work week. When one doesn't work, Monday loses its significance. It becomes just another day. Isora spent the weekend with Gloria in Hialeah and Raoul decided that he wanted to have it fixed so I got Scott to put it in the back of his truck and we took it to a bike repair shop on 5th Street in South Beach and it was $160 to get it road worthy again. I swear we have spent a lot on maintaining that bike and it's been worked on by Eduard, Ernesto and Scott. Yay.
The month flew. It always does. Sometimes time passes quickly because there are plenty of things to do to pass the time and before you know it, the day is over. It's just a big deal these days to get one or two things done. And when I say get things done, I'm talking about going to the grocery store or taking Raoul to a doctor's appointment. I haven't gone to the drug store to pick up my prescriptions and they've been ready for days. I'm a slug. I have no get up and go. It got up and went.
Raoul worked at the beauty salon. That was my opportunity to do something but with the rainy weather and my disposition I ended up driving around town for an hour and he was done much sooner than usual. He was a little loaded when he got there having done a couple of shots of tequila and cointreau. It was the highlight of my day just driving around and seeing the city in the bad weather. The sky was gray all the time and there were intermittent rain showers. I need to get a sense of purpose. Time for the garden.
Friday and it's the last one of the month and that means yet another opportunity for the last Friday of the month gallery walk on Calle Ocho. It's not very easy and it's already getting almost too hot for it. The Wynwood Art Walk is at least on streets that are not too well traveled. Calle Ocho is a main street and you'd think they'd at least close a couple of blocks for a street party. Well, this week the best excuse was that it had been raining all day. I found myself in bed at a very early hour.
We made it through the first month of the new year. Let me do a quick assessment of this year's resolutions, which, by the way, are the same as every year's resolutions. They are to lose weight mostly. Well, this year I got a good head start back on my birthday when I got so ballooned that I couldn't even stand to be myself. I was so yucky. So, in the past six months I have lost 25 lbs. That's almost 10% of my former weight. I need to keep losing with 10% at a time. That's the way to success.
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