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Week of 22 March 2010

Latest Update: Sunday, 28 March 2010 2:40 p.m.


Monday, 22 March 2010

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Monday started busy as usual. I am reading another Ali Reynolds mystery, Cruel Intent.

Tonight I went out to dinner at a new place, Ombu. Very upscale but delicious food. A nice relaxing evening to get the week started off. Now I have to go play some ball with Malcolm.

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Tuesday, 23 March 2010

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Wednesday, 24 March 2010

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I am reading a new Cynthia Riggs mystery, Death and Honesty. Her mystery series is set on Martha's Vineyard, very cozy, very light. I do enjoy her 92 year old character, Victoria Trumbull, an honorary deputy sheriff for the county. Having been to the island, each time I read her series it feel like I am revisiting the island.

The cold and rain from Monday and yesterday gave us another 1/2 inch of rain. Today it reached the mid 70's. Very warm indeed.

We've been watching more of Cold Feet and Breaking Bad.


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Thursday, 25 March 2010

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Friday 26 March 2010

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While this week has been busy it has not been as hectic as it had been until today. Today was one of those days...start something, get interrupted, try to finish, get interrupted, etc. etc. etc. I knew getting my desk cleaned off on Wednesday would not last very long.

I have been having some serious knee problems for the last six weeks or so. I was hoping it was the cold, damp, snowy weather but now I am sure it is not. The pain medication I have been on since the first surgery does not seem to be working as well. The brace knee is acting up as well as the right knee that I first had the surgery on. Now my right foot has joined in the act. I finally called my orthopedic doctor to make an appointment just to see if we can change meds. Surgery is not an option as this point. For a while it was not good, worse, better, not good worse. Now it is pretty much not good, worse. Guess I will find out next week.

More rain this afternoon. Low's tonight back down into the mid 30's. I had to stop to gas up the truck on the way home, then make a library and grocery store stop.


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Saturday, 27 March 2010

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I gave Bob a haircut this morning then started on the house cleaning. Included in those chores was cleaning up the work room which did not take all that long. It was mostly cleaning up and organizing. Bob has started getting computer parts in already. Once I finished up the house I took a break to check my mail and clean off my desk.

After lunch Malcolm and I went outside. I picked up sticks and pulled weeds and grass where I don't need it to grow. I mowed and gave the lawn its first edging of the season. It's always hard the first time getting the groove edged in again. By the time I finished edging and sweeping up it was 4pm.

A very nice day, sunny but cool with a pretty good breeze at times. I am reading a new Sister Fidelma mystery by Peter Tremayne, The Council of the Cursed, set in ancient Ireland. Steak and chicken on the grill tonight. Duke is still alive in the NCAA. They won last night but played too late for me to stay up and watch.

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Sunday, 28 March 2010

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Very lazy this morning. I woke up a little after 8 thinking Malcolm had been a good dog letting us sleep in. I found out Bob had taken Malcolm out around 7pm then came back to bed. Very unusual for me to not only not wake up when he took him out but I did not even wake up when Malcolm gave me my good morning slurp. At this Bob got up. I had intended to snooze another few minutes and get up but I went back to sleep waking up after 9.

On the way over to my folks house for a visit and lunch I made a quick stop at the bookstore to pick up a book for Bob I had seen a review of and a couple of new crossword puzzle books for me. I work the Sunday puzzle in our paper which takes anywhere from one day to three depending on how hard it is. Once I finish it I have been working the ones in an old book I found in a drawer. I don't like the daily one that runs in our paper. I work the puzzles while we watch our shows on DVD.

On the way home from my folks house I needed to stop and put gas in the white truck and the two gas cans for lawn machinery. Normally just gassing up the car, I stand back behind the car until the fueling is finished. If I have cans I stand by pump to fill them. I filled the car and started filling the second can. I had my side to the pump and my back toward the rear of the car. All of sudden I saw something liquid spewing at my feet like water from a hose. I quickly turned around to see gas spewing from a hole in the hose about at ground level. In my hast to turn around I had dropped the nozzle. I did a quick retrieval to get it back in the pump to make it turn off. It is not one of those pumps you pull down the lever to stop the gas. By this time I had gas all over the cans, my shoes and the bottom of my pants. I hit the call button. After the second time I pressed I got an answer. I told her what happened. She came out a few minutes later so I could show her what happened. She told me she thought they had just replaced the hoses. I wiped off the cans as best I could grabbing a towel from the back to put them on in the car. Had it happened when just fueling the car it would not have got me unless the break, it looked like a tear or a puncture, had been on the other side of the hose where I would normally have been standing.

Bob just happened to be outside with Malcolm when I got to the house. I told him what happened and to meet me with my robe in the garage so I could pull off my clothing and shoes. Even though it did not get my shirt I was not sure if would not have the gas fumes on it too. He started my cloths washing while I jumped in the shower. He just brought me my shoes. They still smell like gas even after washing. He put them outside where it will eventually evaporate.

It is a cold, rainy day. Rest and relax this afternoon.

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