Friday, March 18, 2011
Back again
OD is down. And so am I. I have a cold. First one this winter - and now it's spring. Or springing on spring. I had been a bad diary writer for most of the winter but lately I'd come back and was finding it interesting to write and post pictures. So now that it is in a coma again I miss it.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
The mornings of our lives....
Well hi there.
Since last writing here - last night - about 14 hrs ago - OD has been up and running. I down loaded my entire diary to a text file - not that I know where it is - and wrote two entries and posted four pictures. One entry public and one private to be made public later today..... except! The diary is down again. So to quote the FB guy from The Social Network - FB can't be down. And so can't Blogger. Let's hope.
So far today I heard from Becky at local clinic and I'm scheduling an ultrasound of my thyroid at the local hospital tomorrow or next week. I called to see how my insurance is too. And am waiting for another call. Blood tests were good, no nodules, etc. etc. Cosmetic issue? Who the heck knows.
Talked to Deb on chat and they are coming home this weekend - tonight I believe. Her college friend is coming to see her today - should be interesting - Pete Rose double dater and enhanced person and interesting conversationalist. What more can we want from life?
Jim just brought home a new/used pickup from my old high school mate the used car and real estate maven. Standard cab, standard transmission. Overpriced and has a broken console-y thing. New bed liner though. Almost the same color as the Buick, dark sparkly gray blue - called Granite I think. I drove it to top of Grandma's hill and back. Hard for me to keep track of what gear I was in and it spun on the gravel on the steep part of the hill. Wish someone would make a front wheel default four-wheel drive truck. It has the wrong tires and the wrong bumper for pulling a stock trailer and as I said it is priced too high - compared to a newer lower milage one that is no longer for sale in Owatanna. But we'll see. The blue truck is done. Very little body left, hard to start, hard to shift, hard to close the doors. Flashy vehicle it was though. Had a good life.
I'm eating. Thinking of eating. Playing trivia. Didn't hear from the train guy. Didn't really hear from anyone. Discussed people with the Indian guy. Had an interesting - god I need a new word - it's hard to type, and trite and I"m sick of it - never will I use it again. What word? I"m never using it again. OK. Screwtape was his name and he had a Porsche and an Audit and worked for FOX.
Guess this is over. My ultrasound is tomorrow at 9:30. Yippee. The lunch with the artist, the art teacher, the piano teacher and the college custodian.
Since last writing here - last night - about 14 hrs ago - OD has been up and running. I down loaded my entire diary to a text file - not that I know where it is - and wrote two entries and posted four pictures. One entry public and one private to be made public later today..... except! The diary is down again. So to quote the FB guy from The Social Network - FB can't be down. And so can't Blogger. Let's hope.
So far today I heard from Becky at local clinic and I'm scheduling an ultrasound of my thyroid at the local hospital tomorrow or next week. I called to see how my insurance is too. And am waiting for another call. Blood tests were good, no nodules, etc. etc. Cosmetic issue? Who the heck knows.
Talked to Deb on chat and they are coming home this weekend - tonight I believe. Her college friend is coming to see her today - should be interesting - Pete Rose double dater and enhanced person and interesting conversationalist. What more can we want from life?
Jim just brought home a new/used pickup from my old high school mate the used car and real estate maven. Standard cab, standard transmission. Overpriced and has a broken console-y thing. New bed liner though. Almost the same color as the Buick, dark sparkly gray blue - called Granite I think. I drove it to top of Grandma's hill and back. Hard for me to keep track of what gear I was in and it spun on the gravel on the steep part of the hill. Wish someone would make a front wheel default four-wheel drive truck. It has the wrong tires and the wrong bumper for pulling a stock trailer and as I said it is priced too high - compared to a newer lower milage one that is no longer for sale in Owatanna. But we'll see. The blue truck is done. Very little body left, hard to start, hard to shift, hard to close the doors. Flashy vehicle it was though. Had a good life.
I'm eating. Thinking of eating. Playing trivia. Didn't hear from the train guy. Didn't really hear from anyone. Discussed people with the Indian guy. Had an interesting - god I need a new word - it's hard to type, and trite and I"m sick of it - never will I use it again. What word? I"m never using it again. OK. Screwtape was his name and he had a Porsche and an Audit and worked for FOX.
Guess this is over. My ultrasound is tomorrow at 9:30. Yippee. The lunch with the artist, the art teacher, the piano teacher and the college custodian.
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
moonlight
Ah it feels like a long time.
I've had a diary at Open Diary since January 2004. I've enjoyed it and I plan to continue it but lately - as in for the past week - the site has been down. I expect it will return - if it doesn't then I've lost a good part of my life because I haven't been very good at backing it up. I haven't looked but I don't think I have a backup of it on this computer at all - and this is the only computer I have now.
Either way I feel ok. I have thought of having a mirror diary/blog if Open Diary comes back, and if it doesn't then this will be my place to write. I'm a live in the moment person so what matters is now.
Now is almost 9 pm on a Wednesday night. I'm in the blue chair, filled with convenience store cappucchino and Gus and Tony's house special pizza. I have Buzz the useless tom cat laying across my arms and making odd noises. I'm vaguely waiting for the Colorado train engineer to come on line.
It's warm for the season. The farmers have sold their souls for this fall. Perfect harvest weather and good crops. Machinery seems to be hanging together - except for a lot of tires needing replacement. Both steering tires on the combine, and a tractor tire of Dave's with a slow leak.
It's been an odd week - I'm off work. No work last Friday night and the a call on Monday telling me to stay home this week and probably come back next Monday. I applied on line for unemployment. There was no yoga this week. I'm lazy. Beyond lazy.
Kids may be coming home this weekend. Maybe tomorrow. Seems the kids have no school Thursday or Friday. I do have a date with the cultured ladies for lunch at Old Man River on Friday.
I guess that's it for my first entry. I plan to come back and bare my soul for you and for me. Be prepared.
I've had a diary at Open Diary since January 2004. I've enjoyed it and I plan to continue it but lately - as in for the past week - the site has been down. I expect it will return - if it doesn't then I've lost a good part of my life because I haven't been very good at backing it up. I haven't looked but I don't think I have a backup of it on this computer at all - and this is the only computer I have now.
Either way I feel ok. I have thought of having a mirror diary/blog if Open Diary comes back, and if it doesn't then this will be my place to write. I'm a live in the moment person so what matters is now.
Now is almost 9 pm on a Wednesday night. I'm in the blue chair, filled with convenience store cappucchino and Gus and Tony's house special pizza. I have Buzz the useless tom cat laying across my arms and making odd noises. I'm vaguely waiting for the Colorado train engineer to come on line.
It's warm for the season. The farmers have sold their souls for this fall. Perfect harvest weather and good crops. Machinery seems to be hanging together - except for a lot of tires needing replacement. Both steering tires on the combine, and a tractor tire of Dave's with a slow leak.
It's been an odd week - I'm off work. No work last Friday night and the a call on Monday telling me to stay home this week and probably come back next Monday. I applied on line for unemployment. There was no yoga this week. I'm lazy. Beyond lazy.
Kids may be coming home this weekend. Maybe tomorrow. Seems the kids have no school Thursday or Friday. I do have a date with the cultured ladies for lunch at Old Man River on Friday.
I guess that's it for my first entry. I plan to come back and bare my soul for you and for me. Be prepared.
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