Whew! It's Hot!

On a day like today, when the temperatures will soar, I like to think of this cool rushing river in Wyoming that we visited a few years ago.  Today, I  may go out to the ocean or to the Marina and watch the boats sail out the main channel to the ocean.  It's a perfect place to reflect, and catch a cool breeze.

Use Sunscreen

Hi Everyone,
I haven't written in a while because I couldn't think of anything upbeat to write about.  I guess I was a little "down."  Yesterday I got good news.  After having a growth removed from my leg last month, and finding it was a Squamous Cell Carcinoma, I had a followup surgery yesterday that was examined by the pathologist on the spot, and it was clear.  So, aside from stitches that hurt like x#%Xz, I should be doing my thing, whatever that is, in a few weeks.  Just a reminder: USE SUNSCREEN!
 I am going for a knee replacement in November, so I won't be running around doing "that thing" in full speed until about Christmas time.  Oh well, so I didn't write an upbeat blog this time, but I never made any promises!

A Happy Heart!

     Well, my husband caved in at the last moment; after I spoke to the shelter lady.

    He said that he saw a very sad little dog sitting on the sidewalk, and he realized he just couldn't give Webber up, not knowing if he too, would be a "sad little dog."  Actually, I think he doesn't want to deal with a sad little wife!!!

    Don't you think that since he put me through months of complaining about the dog, and insisted that I come to terms with the reasonableness of giving him up for adoption , he has "waived" his right to complain?  I think that from now on he has to just "suck it up" and be the nice guy that I know he is inside!

    I am going to hire a dog trainer and a walker as soon as I can get around to it.  And therein lies the rub.  I promised that I would do that when we got him 3 years ago.  I guess I owe it to Howard and the dog to whip him into shape.  OH, not really whip.  Do I mean Howard or the dog?  Hmmmmmmmm.

Heavy Heart

Oh boy!  I started the ball rolling regarding our putting Webber up for adoption.  I called the agency, Bichons and Buddies, from
whom we heard about him 3 years ago.  It has been a wonderful relationship between me and this dog.  We adore each other.  Howard likes him, but thinks he is a lot of trouble. I have been willing to overlook the problems and the expense, but it has gotten too hard to do all that it takes to be a good dog owner.

So, he is at the groomer this morning because the owner of the agency wants to come over and take his picture for the internet.  I am "holding in" being a wreck.  I am sure the dog will adjust better than I will.  He spends most of his time "sleeping around," and the rest of the time peeing and pooping.  What I will miss is our petting time, which is almost all the time he is awake.  He has a lot of bad habits that I won't miss, but on the whole life will seem more free, but definitely more lonely.

Dance Through It

     Al Pacino had a memorable comment in the movie "Scent of a Woman," where he plays Frank Slade, a blind retired marine. After he danced a beautiful tango with a lovely young woman, (quite a feat for a blind person) he said, "If you get tangled up, you just tango on." Sometimes life just throws things at you, and you get "tangled up" in the mess.  It might be good to remember to "tango on" to get through the tough periods.

How Old is "Old?"

My friends and I have been lamenting about getting old. I know the standard reply,
"It beats the alternative," but seriously folks, the three of us mentioned here are falling apart. Thank God for modern medicine. I'm having a second knee replacement in November, one friend is due for one as well. Then there is the other gal who is facing long term tooth repair and also has ortho issues. Now you add those to the myriad of internal breakdowns and you get bodies in decline!
I am not writing to complain, I am simply making an observation. I know a lot of people my age who overcome all kinds of adversities, and live their lives as actively as possible. I know some who give in, and really get old fast. I intend to be in the first group. I will just write off this year as an orthopedic disaster, and do my best to remain upbeat.
I simply will not give in; I guess I am too stubborn! So Kath, wheel that "Trolley Dolley" with pride.