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L Is For…

26 Monday Jun 2017

Posted by David in Uncategorized

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Lethargy. Lassitude. Lazy.

I’m lying in the sack, halfway to a pity party. I have ice on my sore sboulder.

I get my government money on Wednesday. I think I will support more artists on Patreon. 

And I will get a haircut.

My Weight Watchers weekly weigh-in is tomorrow. I’m predicting I’ve lost a couple more pounds.

That’s it. I’m done for now.

Morning High

24 Saturday Jun 2017

Posted by David in Exercise/ Fitness, Health Issues

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endorphins, swimming

It is a morning where I am aware of the fatigue in my body, in my shoulders and lower back.  It is not really painful, more like sore.  I have a little bit of a headache, noticing how the sensation radiates from temples to my neck. 

My first response is that these sensations need “fixing” specifically, be made to disappear. Instead I will be with these feelings a little longer. When I finish this post I will sit back and enjoy them.  This is, I believe, an endorphin high.  It is healthy, a side benefit of swimming distances.

In a perfect world, I would feel my lover’s naked, soft and pliant body next to my nakedness. We would be languid, lazy, lethargic, caught in the afterglow of sex. That is not the case. So this high is mine and mine alone. Oh well. It’s s damn site better than feeling nothing, or worse, nursing regret.

A Pretty Good Day

24 Saturday Jun 2017

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My day really began about 11. That is when I woke up to stay. My sleep pattern is somewhat askew. But I’m retired and don’t have to be anywhere. 

I did not go to Father Kauffmann’s Requiem Mass. I went to a Mass for the repose of his soul Tuesday. I figured the Mass today would be crowded and long. My back would not like the long sitting down.

I went to Tom Leonard’s and bought some fruit. I like fruit.  Strawberries, pineapple, peaches.

I visited my friend Scott. I think he has an autism spectrum disorder.  He is a really beautiful person. I noticed he takes notes copiously recording a vast number of things. Baseball scores, for example.

Dinner was trout and a cole slaw that had tortilla strips and pumpkin seeds, pepitas, in it.

After dinner, I went swimming 2500 meters, 67 minutes.  The real value today was getting the swim in rather than sit around in my “Comfy Chair” after dinner.

Life is pretty good.

Re-thinking The Automobile

22 Thursday Jun 2017

Posted by David in American History, food, Suburbia

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I actually walked somewhere I needed to be yesterday, instead of driving.  Rather than use the word “liberating” to describe a small act of resistance against Car Dependence, I think the term “Common Sense” is more apropos. 

My parents grew up in a world of sidewalks and street cars.    If they needed to get somewhere, they walked or took the street car.  Their neighborhood, Church Hill, was divided from the downtown area of Richmond by Shockoe Valley. Mom would cross Shockoe Valley and trudge up Broad Street Hill when she walked to the old John Marshall High School. I suspect it was roughly the same distance I walked yesterday.  It was no big deal eighty years ago to do what I did.  The numerous immigrants from the developing world think nothing of walking to places when they arrive in America.  Our church sponsored South Sudanese refugees (the famous “Lost Boys”), fleeing that now-forgotten civil war in the 1990’s.  These young men simply walked where they needed to go, out of habit and necessity.  They did not drive.

In my part of Henrico County, sidewalks are a hit or miss proposition.   For example there is was no sidewalk to my destination on the route I took from home, but there was a sidewalk for use on my return route.   Sidewalks are useful if a pedestrian wants to reduce the chance of being hit by an automobile.

After World War Two, the suburban paradigm captured American urban planning and the popular imagination.  Sidewalks were an afterthought and a redundancy.  Cars were the indispensible necessity when planning communities.  It was a given that a household had at least one car, possibly two.   The distances between housing developments and supermarkets (to name one destination) would be breached by a car.  A family bought a week’s worth of groceries on the jaunt to the store; such purchasing was made possible by a freezer and frozen foods.  I remember so well the frozen bricks of spinach, green beans and cauliflower my mother bought.  Fresh meat could be frozen, then thawed and cooked later.   Walking to a store and returning with a sizeable quantity of food was a challenge.

So back to 2017.   The challenge we now face, living in suburban America is to shift our thinking around the automobile from a necessity to a convenience.  I set out a rough guideline. If a distance to destination is under two miles, I will make an effort to walk there and plan my day accordingly.  We shall see how this turns out.

 

A Mentor Has Passed

19 Monday Jun 2017

Posted by David in Catholic Life, Uncategorized

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I saw this news on a blog I follow. Father Kauffmann brought me into the Catholic Church. He wrote my marriage annulment petitions that were accepted within a year, near record time in the world of annulments.  He died a few minutes ago.

His most recent blog posts recorded a pilgrimage he made following the footsteps of St Francis of Assisi through Umbria and Tuscany.

Hello, Jane Dudley, the blog editor here, passing along a message from Saint Bede Catholic Church in Williamsburg. Father Kauffmann is gravely ill. Please pray. Thank you. A MESSAGE FROM MONSIGNOR TIMOTHY E. KEENEY It is with a very heavy heart, Monsignor Keeney informs us that our very own Father James Kauffmann has been diagnosed […]

via Pray for Father Kauffmann — The Wonder of Truth

Bird On The Wire.

15 Thursday Jun 2017

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I remember that as the title of a song by Leonard Cohen, I think, recorded by Judy Collins. However, today I saw this creature perched on the wires in front of my stepmother’s house. I could not resist the chance to take the picture,

Hopefully it will enlarge for you. I think it’s an Eastern towhee.

Weigh-In.

14 Wednesday Jun 2017

Posted by David in Exercise/ Fitness, Health Issues

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Weight Watchers

I hadn’t planned on losing eight pounds this week, but I did. I just followed the Smart Points guidelines of Weight Watchers.  The plan works, at least for me. I realize an eight pound drop is exceptional. I have no expectation of a weight loss of that magnitude this week. 

I have been maintaining a level of physical activity that includes house work and exercise.  At the same time, I acknowledge that such pursuits may seem terribly superficial.  Then again, life feels pretty damn good right now.

12 June, 2017

12 Monday Jun 2017

Posted by David in Family, Health Issues

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Weight Watchers

It seems like forever since I last posted. It has been almost three weeks.  My younger son turned 29 on 1 June.  We celebrated at Kuba Kuba Dos, a Cuban restaurant spun off from the original down in the Fan district. The celebration was characterized by laughter, great food and was topped off by their incomparable tres leches cake.  I would be remiss if I did not also mention the coconut risotto cakes, their fantastic appetizer.

Next on the schedule of mini-dramas was a car inspection. I am the proud owner of a 1998 Mercury Grand Marquis with two new tires, a functioning air conditioning system and a new EGR valve. YEE-HA!   I didn’t see that new EGR valve coming, because I did not know such a thing existed until mine ceased to function. 

I have had shoulder issues lately, of the annoying category. I think the vertebrae somewhere in my dysfunctional spinal column are pinching a nerve. I have normal range of motion, just some pain.

I started to seriously do the Weight Watchers program again. I’m sick of carrying the weight, eating to avoid my feelings, and having to take medicine.  I have to take drugs to control my hypertension and elevated cholesterol.  The need for the drugs is eliminated when my weight is around 175 lbs, rather than 210, which it is now.  Weight Watchers is simple and fun. I have no sense of being deprived.

Life is good. I have more to say, but am runnning out of time to say it now.

Rambling Guy

25 Thursday May 2017

Posted by David in cooking, Exercise/ Fitness, Family, food

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Weight Watchers

So about 2 weeks ago, I went back to Weight Watchers. My weight was climbing upward, because I rebel against the idea of managing what I eat. So I’ve been toying around with program. My first weigh-in showed I lost about 3 lbs and my second weigh-in had me gain back about 1.5 lbs. That was yesterday. 

I finally admitted to myself I wasn’t being rigorous enough. I know what I can and should eat to have a sustained weight loss over time. I’ve purged a lot of crap from the pantry, freezer, and fridge.  This morning I went to Richmond’s best produce store, Tom Leonard’s Farmer’s Market and the fruits and vegetables practically jumped into the cart. Leading the way was a quarter of a watermelon. Seriously yummy,

I came home started dinner, a slow-cooker prepared chicken rosemary and mushroom stew-like concoction with tomatoes. I found these great canned tomatoes at Tom Leonard’s, Sclafani’s from Norwalk CT. Sclafani imports these tomatoes from Italy. They are delicious.

Next I started some red beans, Cajun style. With Cajun spicing in beef stock, slow cooked. Added only garlic and shallots.

I went to the Y w D, my stepmom. My swim of 2500 meters was three minutes faster than yesterday. And the weight gain I showed yesterday was gone today.  Go figure. Weight varies daily, that’s about the first thing one learns at WW, so it’s the trend that matters.

My stepmom wanted me to take her by KFC to pick up some dinner. I just offered to bring some of my chicken stuff over. She said yes. Nothing like a good deed done to make one’s day,

Now It Feels Like Monday Afternoon.

22 Monday May 2017

Posted by David in Relationships

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Naps, swimming, The Five Love Languages

I took that nap. It was a pretty good nap, only about an hour or so, but felt like eight hours.  When I awoke I did some minimal chores, read some blogs,  looked at some people looking at houses on HGTV  (Thank The Good Lord, His blessed Mother and all the Angels and Saints we own the house free and clear!) .  Then I decided to go swimming and swam 2500 meters. After the swim, I went to BJ’s, bought a few perishables, and spent less than $40.  Back home, I decided an update was in order.

The Bachelorette starts tonight. I think I will read, whilst my beloved watches that show.   I shall read Gary Chapman’s The Five Love Languages on recommendation of a fellow blogger.

Stay tuned.

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