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Just Woke Up

30 Tuesday Apr 2019

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Seems like years ago somebody told me getting body work can bring about recall of experience and feeling long suppressed. I don’t know if neck traction to relieve pressure on a pinched nerve qualifies as body work, but all of a sudden, stuff is coming up. I don’t know how to describe it. I had a dream of long time old friends I had not thought about in this detail in ages. I dunno. Maybe it’s just coincidence

Our posture is about holding our selves together. Something’s afoot here.

Despair

30 Tuesday Apr 2019

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2:29 AM.

I have been awake about 50 minutes. I made a pot of Gevalia Decaffeinated. I drank a cup so far.

I want to cry, sometimes just because of the brokenness of the world.

That’s all for now.

Brassieres. H-Bombs

30 Tuesday Apr 2019

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#Brassieres #Nuclear War

I am watching Oksana and Julia consult with Russian women on brassieres. Brassieres. It is hard to believe that the United States, over nearly seventy-plus years, has been ready to wipe these people, or their parents or their grandparents, off the face of the Earth. It is also hard to believe that Russian government and its predecessors, was and is equally ready to destroy American brassiere shopping women, their children, their husbands and/or lovers, .

Don’t be so naïve to think that the politicians you support, would not authorize the launches that would destroy the world. Clinton, Bush, Obama, Trump. They’re all killers, given the chance.

I’m wondering how a President will do in the opinion polling after a thermonuclear conflagration? Will the guy from Gallup or the NBC/Wall Street Journal Poll knock on the door of your fallout shelter, seeking your opinion?

Would this thermonuclear exchange make you more likely, less likely, to vote for the President in the next election? Or will it have no effect, assuming you haven’t died before Election Day?

PhysicalTherapy: Progress Russian Language: Progress

29 Monday Apr 2019

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I had a session today. Afterwards I noticed different muscles were hurting. Then I realized that was a function of the body being adjusted to take the pressure off where the nerve is being pressed. In other words, I’m getting better.

I slept some this afternoon. I’m watching and listening to the Russian ladies talk. I figured out how to type in words using the Cyrillic alphabet. I’ve been watching enough shows with ordinary Russians going about their business that I think of them as my neighbors now. They are truly beautiful souls.

Up. And Going.

29 Monday Apr 2019

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Pain

(Back To Bed)

Maybe there is hope. The pain woke me up. But it isn’t as bad as even yesterday.. Applying a little Tiger Balm seems to help with it.

I’m a watching some old Warner Brothers Merrie Melodies cartoons on YouTube, stuff that I think ended up in the public domain through some failure of WB (or successor entities) to maintain the copyright. It happens.

Yesterday was a pretty good day. J likes James Avery charms. So I bought her two new ones, a rose to remember her late brother, a Master Gardener, and a cross because she’s Catholic. She got another neck chain to display them as part of the special at Dillard’s. Baby got new bling. She’s happy.

I have almost finished the cup of decaf I fixed in Keurig© machine and the cartoon playing features two cats who are Abbott and Costello knock offs (look them up on IMdB or Wikipedia). It also features what may be the first appearance of Tweety. The cartoon is called A Tale of Two Kitties (get it?).

Now Porky and Daffy are on. Daffy is having a manic episode, no surprise there, and the background is very evocative of Art Deco. Nice. Daffy is now doing a Carmen Miranda schtick. Many of you will need to look her up too. Title of this one Yankee Doodle Daffy.

OK . Bedtime. 2:00 AM.

The Cold Shoulder

28 Sunday Apr 2019

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I have an ice pack on my shoulder. I took a hot shower, shaved, put on clean clothes. Pizza and lasagna leftovers are heating in the oven. I should have a better attitude than I do.

I stayed home from Mass because sitting without being able to move around gets really painful. I also watched the Russian Orthodox Easter Vigil last night, from Moscow, which should be the equivalent of four Catholic Masses, if measured on a basis of reverence and intensity.

When J gets home we shall have the leftovers. Then I shall go to bed

Why I Am Frustrated

28 Sunday Apr 2019

Posted by David in Relationships

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#Communicating

J: “Do you want me to get up?”

Odd. It is nearly noon on a Sunday. I have been up myself for maybe two hours after a restless, pain-filled night.

We are going to brunch at a pleasant restaurant.

I don’t expect my wife to be a mindreader,but there are certain “givens” in a marriage that she hasn’t quite picked up on. Like a man wants his wife to want to be with him. After she sleeps til noon she bloody well should know her presence is expected. And she should look nice, too, especially since she wants to go jewellery shopping after brunch.

So stuff needs to be said. But she has a way of acting when I express my needs, wants, and desires that has me wishing inwardly that I should have kept quiet.

So here goes. Time to get ready.

Saturday 27 April 2019

28 Sunday Apr 2019

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Cuban Night at the Old Church

The Episcopal Church I attended before I became Catholic does a fundraiser every year, serving a Cuban style meal: roast pork, rice, black beans, platanos (plantains), and a very nice cole slaw, with a very light dressing.

We catch up with old friends and enjoy the delicious food.

My neck/shoulder nerve issues keep me close to home. When I was uncomfortable, we left.

On my return, I found the Russian Orthodox Easter Liturgy on YouTube. The choral music, all done a capella, is simply exquisite. The icons at. Christ The Savior Cathedral in Moscow speak to the soul. The Cathedral was completed in 2000, built on the site of an earlier cathedral destroyed by Stalin at the worst of the Communist persecution.

Rather than lecture on foreign policy, let me say that we know very little about Russia. I would suggest that the Russian threat posed by American politicians is more fear-mongering out of proportion to the actual threat. Make no mistake the Russians possess a serious ability to harm us. But they no more want conflict with us than we do with them.

Tired. Bedtime

The Familiar

27 Saturday Apr 2019

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It is 3:34 AM. I am watching a Popeye cartoon on YouTube. I just haven’t changed the channel yet. I’m actually tired, so I might go back to bed.

The wave of sad is hitting me. I’m comparing my life to other people’s lives, which is a guarantee for instant misery. The irony, of course, is that I’m blessed to have the life that I have with love, security, and freedom.

I do wish the physical pain weren’t so omnipresent.

OK. Going to bed.

That Book Everybody Is Talking About

26 Friday Apr 2019

Posted by David in Housework

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#Tidying_Up

The Life Changing Magic Of Tidying Up by Marie Kondo is a title that is receiving a lot of attention of late. Several people who follow this blog have mentioned it in their blogs. So I thought I would get a copy and do what the lady suggests.

However….

In the back of my mind is a vague memory of seeing the book suggested to me by one of the minions, real human or virtual, in the employ of Jeff Beezos. And guess what? I ordered it from my pal Jeff on 13 August 2015, over four and a half years ago. Seems like I thought it would be a good resource back then. Now here comes the all too predictable conclusion to this post. I have NO bloody idea where this book is or what I might have done with it. I know none of you are surprised to read that.

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