This weekend has been, well…
Kerry has been really sick the last two weeks. Bummer part for her, she can’t call in sick. Not a good idea to cancel patients… so she really didn’t have an opportunity to rest and recoup. Home from work, then more work, then don’t sleep because of coughing, and problems breathing. I guess two good things came out of this. As I was bringing her toast and tea I came upon a blend of teas that she really enjoyed: one bag of Yogi Chamomile and one bag of Bigelow Lemon Spice, and I haven’t got sick yet. Take it where you can get it, right?
Friday was excellent. I got to play golf with Brophy classmates from 1982. Three great guys–Tim, Mike, and Mike.
I tossed the clubs and the walking cart in the Jeep (sans top), and drove off to Encanto Golf Course (built 1935-1937) to walk about 6 miles with three old friends. Tim brought three bottles of his homemade beer–a magical brewcration of impressiveness! Mike V shared excellent Monte Cristo cigars and an equally excellent golf game. Mike G bought us all many PBR’s. I likey the PBR. I brought my wit and excellent comedy timing. Tim, however made it known he was displeased when I told him I got word that this was my last golf outing until I got a job…
The rain came just as we ended the round. We said our adios’s and I checked the iPhone to find Kerry had sent me a message requesting Boston Market for dinner. Off I went to pick up dinner then sit around and wait for the lactic acid to settle deep–DEEP into my highly toned and oft envied musculature.
Saturday was filled with even more excitement than Friday… well, that may be an exaggeration.
The day was filled with Kerry sleeping and forwarding me job openings while I went into my office to read and filter the jobs being forwarded to me along with some additional “fun” material, assignments and projects.
Spring 2013 Reading List
As I was reading and working on a Visual Basic assignment I started playing three Tom Selleck Western DVD’s loaned to me by my father-in-law– referred to as Old Dog (his choosing). I am known as Big Dog. It could be worse considering I’m married to his only daughter–if she’s not happy then it could be Dead Dog or Missing Dog…
I’d seen two of the films before; Monte Walsh and Crossfire Trail, but not Last Stand at Saber River. I like a good made-for-tv western, and Selleck can make it believable–except when anyone gets shot. Apparently no one at TNT has heard for that for every action there is an opposite and equal reaction–hence, no one flies 10 feet back when shot. I particularly liked Monte Walsh as it was written by Jack Schaefer, the same man who wrote another western book you may have heard of called Shane. Monte Walsh deals with, among other things, the end of The West as it really was before progress and profit changed it. It used to be like Captain Woodrow Call’s mare “The Hell Bitch” (Lonesome Dove), but somehow, without noticing, she became Mr. Ed.
My favorite Selleck western is Quigley Down Under. Sadly, that one is not in my collection–though I’m sure it was at one time. Alan Rickman is in it as, of course, the bad guy… yippeekayay
A decent way to spend a very wet and grey Saturday.
Today was as grey as yesterday, but not as wet. Kerry felt a lot better and in the morning I helped her make the dinners for the week by peeling taters, mixing up meatloaf, doing dishes, taking a nap…
Time to heat up one of those meals and hit the books.