Regardless of my writing woes, the trash has made it to the curb. Sounds like a broken record doesn't it? With the holiday, we have been exploring the limits of our new GARBY container. Amazingly, it really holds quite a bit. I have been able cram a lot more into it than I thought possible.
Did I tell you yet how much I hate winter? In Iowa winter sucks. In Bermuda, not so much. Before I go too far, I want to introduce the word of the week. This was submitted by my neighbor MacBlu. The word is Anoesis.
OK let me recount my weeks of woe, but briefly. It all started with the refrigerator. We bought a new one. I have been lobbying for a new one for 5 or 6 years but my current wife continually vetoed the idea. Once we encountered a mysterious frozen milky substance in the ice bin, her vote changed. So this new frig is set for delivery on Thursday. Wednesday during the night, Sue developed a severe pain in her rear. It hurt so much she was confined to bed most of the day on Thursday. I picked up the slack by cleaning out the old frig, making a pathway for the delivery guys and all the related stuff. It gets delivered and the old one goes to the garage for recycling. As the frig cools down, I get the food moved back in. I bleed the water system as directed in the manual. The water dispenser seems to be flawed. I put up with this for a couple of days thinking it may repair itself. Friday, Sue decides she needs to see a doctor. On the way out of the house both knees give out and she slumps backwards onto the carpet. I load her up and off we go to clinic. She explains her problems, they x-ray her knees, schedule an appointment with an orthopedic guy and tell her to take Advil for her back. What a crock.
Saturday sparks a repair call on the frig but it will be 2 weeks before they can get here. I call the sales rep. She simply schedules an exchange for the following Tuesday (Yep, Trashy Tuesday). Oh yes, we acquired the pugs on Friday for the weekend. They normally sleep with my current wife but she would have none of that so I had the privilege of their company Friday and Saturday nights in my bed. By Sunday I am totally exhausted from the increased care taking and the lack of sleep from bunking with the pugs. On Monday, I tell my current wife, go to a doctor or the ER and get some help. Off we go to the ER. Within an hour we have narcotics for pain and a muscle relaxer for the back. Great some progress finally.
Last Trashy Tuesday was a total disaster. We got the replacement frig, I began writing my blog. I moved the food from our old frig in the garage to the new replacement. I bled the water system only to see the same problems as with the first one. On Wednesday, Thanksgiving Eve day, I am cursing the frig, trying to finish my blog and the unspeakable happens. I deleted my blog in such a way as to not be recoverable. I check out the water line and decide to remove some of the tubing. I had extra. Being a farm boy you always make sure you have extra of whatever. Hey, this water stream has improved. Okay, it is good enough for now.
The holiday was uneventful for the most part. The weather was great - nice and warm. I opened the fitness center Monday morning only to be greeted with the foulest odor imaginable. The weather had turned cold, more typical of November. Apparently, my beloved French Doggie Bidet underground septic system had frozen, a pipe burst and untreated doggie dodo and pee pee spilled all over. Yuk!!!! "Um, Hello Yvette? This is Grandpaw Bailey's Fitness Center and Spa and we have a problem." Click. The phone went dead. Before long Yvette, with her big blue eyes and the tech guy are at the fitness center. Having ranted and raved, screamed and gestured as best as I could while gazing into those blue eyes, Yvette took command. She ordered this and that, got cleaner on sights. It was like a tornado. Boy am I impressed. Within hours we were back in full operation. She deserves those big blue eyes I tell you. Seems as though the tech guy forgot to winterize the septic system the last time he was here. I really am grateful for their quick actions. You can only imagine how disgusting it was and having dogs tracking all over. Whew!
Some of my dogs at the fitness center are entering the "mature" age group. I always want to stay on the cutting edge when it comes to doggie fitness. I began thinking about designing a low impact cardio exercise program for our seniors. I plan on getting with Kay, one of the instructors at my gym. She loves dogs and would be a natural consultant to design a Silver Paws class. I am excited with the concept. I hope Kay can help me with it. Shoot we may even franchise it, who knows where this could lead.
So my current wife, we will call Sue, has been on these meds for a week or so. They do help take the edge off the pain and she is able to get some sleep. There are side effects however as with most medsOkie dokie, here I come ye olde Walgreens. We purchase a promising product. The downside is once you recognize you have a need, there is a twenty four hour delay before it takes effect. One must be careful with bloating. Fortunately, she seems to have recognized the need in time and applied the correction in the nick of time.
The other night Sue asked me out of the blue, "What is going through a dog's mind when they are smelling another dog's eliminations?" She continued, "Are they thinking oh, I smell live, chicken, peanut butter and etc. or are they thinking ah, ascorbic acid, wheat germ, potassium and etc." I honestly have never thought about that. I would like to know though. Loopy, Yes!
Word of the Week - Anoesis. This may go along with what is a dog smelling. The definition MacBlu provided was "A state of mind consisting of pure sensation or emotion without cognitive content." Could loopy fall under this definition also?
I didn't know Clark Gable died in Davenport, Iowa.
Got the new grocery store sales fliers today. One of them has coffee at $6.99. I think that is one of the lowest prices in a while. I had better get to the store. I am proud of myself, I avoided Black Friday, Small Business Saturday, and Cyber Monday. I don't believe in purchasing gifts that are on sale. By golly, I want to pay full retail. After all its a constitutional right, I think. I think I should sign off for now. I may have taken one of Sue's painkillers by mistake. I can feel constipation coming on. More later, have a great day. TA!
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