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Dry Sandwich

June 13, 2021

It rained hard on Friday. It is raining this Sunday morning early, and is supposed to continue for much of the day. That left Saturday as the day to spend dryer times outside.

First up was mundane indoor activities, bills and balancing. Finally hit the pavement with a goal of reaching the 520 bridge path.

This took us through campus, and graduation. There were smatterings of graduates in caps and gowns with families in tow, but not the huge throngs around the stadium that we have seen other years. I assume they used smaller venues and groups.

As we crossed Red Square one group was popping champagne.

Another group was doing skateboard tricks.

Last year’s graduates?

We only ventured a short way onto the 520 bridge, then decided to dodge over to the Montlake Cut for a snack break.

Feigning interest in a flower, hoping we would share our apple.
The building peeking out from behind the trees is the Pocock Boathouse of “Boys in the Boat” fame

Other sights.

Soylent Green, and not so soylent green

The last part of the walk took us through the farmer’s market where we picked up two tomato starts. And because they were tired looking by the time we got home, they are now in their new home.

Tomato Trials
Garlic, closer to harvest
Berry potential. Wasn’t expecting anything this first year, but maybe

The raspberry patch is not pictured. I have been negligent and really need to spend some time there. Maybe between showers today? Or lunchtime diversions next week.

If the weather gods allow, Carl will have a baseball game this afternoon. Or we’ll all stay dry, and home, like last weekend.


June 9, 2021

Four pokes in under 6 months! I am done with vaccinations for a while. Our 2 shingrix bookended the Covid (Moderna), and we definitely felt the shingrix the most. Both times there was a down day following the shot. The second was the worst, but it’s all in the rearview mirror now.

Warning, there could be too much TMI in the next few paragraphs. Feel free to stop here.

I added a headache to the sore arm and general malaise by passing out in the middle of the night. Unfortunately I was standing up at the time, and Carl decided that hanging on to a pickle was more important than trying to break my fall.

The pickle was for me. A salt delivery system to try and counteract the extremely painful foot and shin cramps I was experiencing. The cramps were probably due to not enough fluids, but we’re never quite sure. I had given blood a few days earlier. While Carl was obtaining the pickle, I had set my mind on getting to the bathroom and was slowly making my way along the dresser. I reached the end and then it all went black.

In Carl’s defense, the lights were off and I didn’t announce my imminent swoon. I also don’t think it happened in slow motion.

After figuring out I was on the floor, really, that was a moment I remember and I think I stated it out loud, of course I ate the pickle. I continued my trek, or rather scoot, to the bathroom because I still wanted to get there and trying to stand just brought back the cramps. Water, pickle juice, another pickle, Carl rubbing my legs, eventually we got back to bed. Of course, now fully hydrated, I got up every hour, made it to the bathroom safely, and drank even more.

Needless to say the alarm went off a bit too early for my liking. I did make it to the computer for the start of the workday, through the first meeting, but by 10 AM I called my boss and told him I was done for the day.

And I was. Moved the 5 feet to the couch and spent the day watching old movies, some TV, and napping. And then I went to bed early.

Today has been close to normal. Just a lingering headache when touched, and stiff neck muscles.

Spending the early evening enjoying the warmth on the deck, and noting the rhodys are all falling apart. Sort of like me.

It must be Monday

June 7, 2021

Sure looked like a Monday in Junuary this morning. Raining and a bit cold. And an ASAP request in my in-box to start the day. Carefully laid plans to get caught up on service requests were swept away. If I had only worked on the weekend…

Luckily the sun came out in time for our walk up to Bartells for our second Shingles shot. This human pincushion assignment had been put on hold in favor of the Covid shots, but we’re back on track now.

We also embarked on an empirical study to determine if chocolate counteracts the sore arm syndrome.

Early results suggest no.

I got through the Board presentation, commenting on a few other bits, to the final adjournment. Now I am exhausted and can’t tell if it is the vaccine or just work that has worn me out. I had a down day after the first shingles shot … history may be repeating itself.

On the bright side, Carl made Turkey Tacos for dinner, so I am well fed. And tired.

Weekend of Rain

June 6, 2021

Kind of a lost weekend. Or just get a few things done. Filing, shredding and paying bills was the focus of Saturday. This included a drive north to the convergence zone for the shredding drop off, and lunch.

The convergence zone is not a specific fixed location. It is where the weather patterns converge, and then weather happens. This location is usually north of Seattle city limits. As it was on Saturday when we left a perfectly lovely, mostly sunny afternoon, and drove into the teeth of the dark storm clouds and rain.

We did part with two bags of shredding, one bag of food for the food bank. We gained two brisket sandwiches, corn bread and some water. All individually packaged, and eaten in a socially distanced, covered area, as is almost normal after the many months of Covid. We also parted with a Marcos Gonzalez bobblehead for our fellow baseball fan financial advisor.

It’s interesting that this turned out to be our big adventure for the weekend. Carl’s baseball game on Sunday, in Tacoma, was rained out.

In other achievements

Completed 2000 piece puzzle

This puzzle was fun. It was big, requiring a large cardboard box laid on top of a card table. And it took a while to complete. It was colorful and varied. The first color attacked was yellow. The last was brown.

Today, about two thousand miles east, Corwin attended his first major league baseball game.

The real celebrant here is Rey, turning 34 today. And the Cardinals game was his idea. Cardinals lost 8 to 7 to the Reds, although the Cards made a game of it after having been down 7-0.

Happy birthday Rey.

Finally, a walk

May 21, 2021

Not overly warm, but sunny today. With the workday in the rearview mirror, we struck out for a stroll. Down the steps, 300 or so, then up the incline and hills on the return trip.

This library was one of several on the route, and the only one with a book that tempted me. I have read, or had read to me, several Terry Pratchett, and I do enjoy them. I am fairly certain, “Guards! Guards!”, is among them. Plus I still have a few in line, waiting.

The Mariners have departed to other cities, so our evenings are our own. In other ballparks, or actually outside the Belmont ballpark on a hill, Corwin got his first homerun ball. Less than 2 years old, and the addiction may be starting.

First home run

And tonight we’re having steak and potatoes. Really. Steak was on sale somewhere, so we’re living the high life.


May 19, 2021

Back in Seattle, and now back at the ballpark.

Hopefully we won’t get no-hit tonight.

Our time in Colorado was very family focused. First on Bob. Then there was a shift to trying to help with Jeanne, who would probably benefit from being in a good, secure memory care facility. I have been trying to assist by working on paperwork (my specialty) and phone calls to locate potential homes.

On the Bob front, we moved his things out of Mackenzie Place. It’s amazing what fits into a small space. We tried to sort between important papers, special family pieces, pictures and basic furniture and fixtures. One full day, plus a little, a U-haul, van and Jeep. Next it was on to paying bills and closing service accounts.

The most vexing was Verizon who thought we should have to go to a store to pay the bill and cancel the account. All because Bob couldn’t get on the phone. I told them he was DEAD. No love, so I changed tactics and, as Bob, I created an on-line account, paid the bill, and cancelled the account through live chat.

The best was the New Yorker. Bob had a prepaid subscription through February 2023. Without me even suggesting anything they asked where they could send the refund check. I figured I would be asked to donate the issues like the Coloradoan did.

Saturday was our travel day. It started with a flat tire, but that was the worst thing that happened to us. Cars, buses, a plane, and an unexpected ride home from the airport by my carpooler.

Sunday was Carl’s opening day at the ballpark, and my day to catch up on a weeks worth of work. I had a big presentation on Monday, so I had to get it done. I sent it out a bit after midnight. We edited it at 1 PM and presented at 3:30.

So I have been in recovery mode for the past few days. Going to bed early. Tonight will be the test, to see if I can make it through the game.

May 11, 2021

The family gathered together at Steve’s house on Sunday to be with Bob as he left our current realm. It was very peaceful. We sat, held his hands, and the brothers shared family stories.

A few days earlier

The formalities started yesterday, and will likely continue for a while. We are planning to move the remainder of his things out of the assisted living facility on Wednesday.

And because this trip was not planned well in advance, I am trying to keep up with a bit of work. There is actually a fairly important and pivotal meeting next Monday, and I am not yet prepared.

Working Face

And we are also trying to locate a place in a memory care facility for my SIL. Full time eyes are now required, and for her safety and the health of those who have been caring for her, this is a necessary step. We are trying to help with phone calls, gathering information and… paperwork.

And now this

Snow in May

This is Colorado, so it’s not too out of character, but really!?! It is wet, so it has been melting on the roads. It is just more bothersome visually when driving. Yesterday, thankfully, we did our driving while it was light out, so it was easier to spot the turns on our way hither and yon. We are out in the rural area, streetlights are not common, and driveways are here and there.

We were fortunate to have found an Airbnb about 15 minutes from Steve’s house. It is a cute, compact and comfortable place. Lots of light.

Time to squeeze in a little work before shifting gears back to family.

Colorado or Bust

May 7, 2021

We embarked on a barely planned trip today, and tonight we are feeling the effects of travel.

We flew, although discussed driving as a viable alternative. Carpooler came through again and dropped us at the airport. Since the tickets were obtained less than 24 hours before flight time, we were at the mercy of the air gods for seats. They winked in our direction and we scored seats together. Back of the plane, but together.

Relatively short flight, with only normal turbulence landing in Denver. The next travel form was a shuttle bus to get to Fort Collins. Again, due to the late booking, we were put on the 3:50 shuttle, even though we were in time for the 2:50. But hoping for an empty seat on the earlier bus, we hung out at the stop. And scored two seats.

Again because of the late booking we were not able to get the mini shuttle to the hotel. So, arriving at the Harmony Transit Center, the next vehicle to find was an Uber.

Honda Odyssey to the rescue! Finally at the hotel we contacted Carl’s brother Steve for the ride to his house. And finally able to see Carl’s Dad!

It’s been a long day, and we are happy to be here.

Happy Day

May 1, 2021

Sort of a guest blog, taken from Carl’s texts

Happy Birthday. You were so much fun to raise
And you were bald
You’re a good sister
You were and still are So Sporty.
Do you have a magnet of you for your Frisbee team?
You love your Mother.
You love your Father. YOU PLAYED BASEBALL!
You were So Popular.

And you still are.

You are a great plunderer.
And I still think fondly think of our 1 gig band tour.
And now you’re rocking the NYC scene!

Can’t wait to see you again. Have a great day.

Part 2

April 30, 2021

Yes! Second Moderna is on board.

We’re hoping for a good tomorrow, and based on friend’s anecdotal tales, we have a 50/50 chance. To prepare for the potential day in bed we got some deli chicken soup. It’s good soup, so even if we’re not feeling poorly, we have a good meal. And, because we were at the deli, pastrami sandwiches for dinner tonight.

So it is 2 weeks until we are considered fully vaccinated, and will allow ourselves grace to be more out there. We have tickets to our Mariners Opening Day on May 14th.

After that who knows.

In other goings on, work continues to be continuous. There is no end in sight, just mileposts along the way.

We are also involved, but from afar, in the latest travails of Carl’s father, Bob. He’s been having various ailments that pile on top of each other. Carl’s brother is doing a yeoman’s job of trying to manage the situation. Not helping is the Covid spike that stretches medical resources to the limit. This impacts others that don’t have Covid, but could benefit greatly from resources being siphoned to deal with the pandemic. And a bit of ageism may be in play. It seems that being older is not a positive mark in your column.

On to tomorrow.