Archive for June, 2018

Watching

June 11, 2018

The good news is that our hospital has a tv package that includes the Mariners coverage.

They also get the local channel that will carry some World Cup games.

We are just here for a few hours today, but later this week it will be for several days.

In between we are trying to squeeze in a bit of normalcy. For me that means work. For Carl, trying not to work. Not even doing the dishes. I knew about diet restrictions before surgery, but chore restrictions? (Although this is due to a catheter hole in his wrist, rather than abilities.)

The other half

June 10, 2018

Work kept me late on Monday. The normal Board meeting, until 6 or so. Then the unusual offsite meeting with a congenial group of neighbors considering whether to join the public water system or stay on their private 10 lot system. About 9 my colleague and I exited the house. Across the private drive an eagle suddenly landed on the grass, harassed by crows. As it took off, it appeared to drop something. And here it is, the butt end of a fish!

I wonder who will finish this delicacy? Eagle, crows of a wandering dog.

And we went to see The Hunchback of Notre Dame. They used the Disney songs, but I read that the play differed considerably from the movie, and was closer to the book. For one thing, the actor playing Quasimodo was deaf. While he did speak, he signed the songs, accompanied by a gargoyle who sang. It was a good show.

I had never seen the Disney movie, and Carl said he had, but thought it was too dark to watch again with the kids (pre-schoolers).

June 4, 2018

A little baseball, a little soccer, filling in forms, and blowing my nose.

That about sums up my weekend.

The Mariners are winning more than losing, so that’s good. And they held a pre-game photo session for season ticket holders, that was well run, and fun. No autographs were allowed, so that removed one element that can be sort of pushy. Instead the players just made their way around the stadium warning track, chatting and posing for pictures. What the Mariners did right was have the players start at different locations so nobody was at the beginning or end of the line.

Julio Cruz, an original Mariner who pointed out he still fit his uniform.

Two coaches Carl talks with a lot.

Heredia, an outfielder

Edgar Martinez (future hall-of-famer)

The moose

Soccer, even an action shot. The player in red is Parker. A friend from Eugene up for a showcase tournament. He played 4 games in two days, scoring 2 goals along the way.

The rest of the weekend was much more mundane. Trying to remember medical histories and weeding. An interesting choice of chores.

And I seem to have picked up a cold. Hopefully short lived. Of course I have a neighborhood meeting tonight … where I will hopefully have a voice and limited coughing.

A flyover, maybe, from Memorial day, if it works