May 1 2013

Ha! I didn't forget this time, although it may have been much later. I just laid down with Beata to put her to sleep and almost dozed off myself. No telling how long I would have been gone for.
Last weekend was a great weekend, Marty came to town to play a private party at one of the businesses here and the owner invited us to join in. We had a great visit Friday when he stopped at our place before heading to Mike's for the night. Him and Mike also visited Rob and I at a job we were doing Saturday and the four of us went for lunch together. Saturday night was his gig and we enjoyed some great music and some shuffling around to the beat.
April 30 gave us another substantial snow fall so it'll be awhile before it's totally gone but the spring is going to feel great.

Have a terrific day

Loved

April 1

Not so late this time.
 Once again, I made it through the month without any injuries, major ones anyways. There have been a few who are expressing disapproval of me being on my roof to remove snow. They state they are worried I might fall off and hurt myself, however, if they were paying attention they would notice that my feet would hit the snow before my behind left the building. Yep, my drifts are that high.
The son has a bit of work to do around my place.

Have a great day

Loved

Forgetful

I was just showing Mia her birthday greeting on the blog and realized I missed a March entry.  We are dealing with a little bit of snow here but I'm not using that as an excuse, I simply forgot. I don't attribute it to getting older. Age doesn't seem to have affected me much as long as you speak a little louder and stand closer so I can see who you are.

Have a great day

Loved

February 2013

I hate cutting grass. I used to say I'd rather shovel snow off the driveway 5 times a week rather than cut grass once a week. That was during the winters I had to shovel it maybe a dozen times throughout the winter. This winter , now that I've been shovelling 5 times a week, and am running out of places to put it so I'm heaving it over 6 foot high banks, I'm changing my mind. I'd rather cut the grass. I'm actually looking forward to it, really, and I'm hoping it happens real soon.

Have a great day

Loved

January 1 , 2013

Happy New Year
I didn't quite make it through Dec without a mishap. I finished work in November and decided I wasn't the man my boss needed for that job, so I will no longer be driving a gravel truck from April to November. I am unable to retire so I've managed to latch onto two jobs to help make the ends meet. It was during my second job when the mishap occured. On December 3rd, two days after visiting Las Vegas (the luck I had down there should have been a clue), I was tiling a house and was carrying a bucket of cut tiles down stairs when I lost my footing at the bottom of the stairs. The brain is an amazing thing, in the micro second during the fall, my brain, being good at geometry, calculated the exact angle my foot needed to be at to land squarely on the floor thus preventing a sprained or broken ankle. Unfortunately, during that calculating it neglected to tell my arm about the unfinished newel post it was about to collide with. You guessed it, big gash from wrist to forearm, and, the house is out of town so no emergency room visit available. Not to worry, I have some clean rags for grouting and a roll of duct tape, hey, and not that dollar store tape or Canadian Tire red tag special, this is the good stuff. I have a couple marble clamps with me so they can close up the gash while I wind some tape around it. Voila! As good as a gashed arm in duct tape. I took the rest of the day off and drove myself home before my brain got over the shock and realised I was in pain. Once home, the demerol tricked it into thinking I still wasn't in pain.
Now, I knew when I duct taped my arm I would have a wee bit of trouble getting it off so was prepared to wait a few days for the adhesive to lose some of it's strength. I managed to scrape it off before midnight mass Christmas Eve, took a little bit of hair with it, that's ok, it matches my head now. The gash had welded itself shut, the arm itself looked a bit aged. If they ever use Regina to shoot an episode of "The Walking Dead" they could use my arm for a zombie arm, no make up required. I wear long sleeves now. Not because of my arm, it's damn cold here, what were you thinking, it's January for heaven's sake.

I was watching a movie the other day and a father told his son to have a great day at school, his mother said that was too much preasure to put on him so his father said...

Have the day you have

Loved

Dec 1

Deanie and I just returned from Las Vegas today. I really can't put into words the experience, we took in a couple of shows, LOVE -Cirque du Soleil and Jersey Boys, both were exciting shows. We walked a total of 47 miles along the strip in the 4 and one half days we were there, had some really great dining experiences. I admired the the amazing  hotel and casino floors and envied the installers who got to work on them. We got a lot of Fun and enjoyable slot play on a limited budget and I kept an 18 cent voucher to cash out on our last morning so the slots didn't completely tap me out, but I ended up donating it to the homeless on our last stroll down the strip. So I have to say Vegas broke me, but, boy, what a great time, and the weather was super. Intense is a good word for it, it is good to be home.

Have a great day.

Loved

November 1

TOOTHACHE!!!!! Arrrrggghhhhhoooowwowo. Here's another strike against evolution, in fact, let's make it three, that's right three strikes you're out. Oh. Wait a minute that leaves it God's doing. Hmmm? Yeah, that'd fit, a way to punish us. i must be guilty of something, some price i forgot to pay, I must of did somebody wrong somewhere along the way. I did my time on the weekend, yeah the weekend. It was Thursday night I thought maybe I had cracked a tooth, it was sore so instead of taking the chance it might get worse over the weekend I thought I'd just yank it, picked up a pry bar from my hardwood tools, jammed it between two teeth and gave it a go. Ya know, they don't come out easy, when my eyeball felt like it was coming with I figured maybe the root's a bit long. So off to the dentist. Squeezed me in Friday morning. "Oh no, let's not pull it, you'll lose chewing surface." He says. I say, "Doc, I'm not using this side, I'll gain the use of these teeth when it's gone". He didn't buy the argument and proceeded with a "Root Canal". "There'll be nothing to feel pain on the weekend". He says. He was real happy with his work and I was on my way. The freezing came out later on in the day ,I monitored the pain throughout the entire night. BECAUSE I COULDN"T SLEEP. I call first thing in the morning and my dentist was gone for the weekend but they  could get me some painkillers. I can pick them up from the drugstore later in the day. So now I have to practice some mind over matter. I'm in a mind to have popcorn and a slurpee at Heather's this afternoon and it doesn't matter that my tooth is painful. On the way home I pick up Tylenol 3's with codeine and an antibiotic and drown some when I get home , they don't work, I monitor the pain for the entire night. Sunday morning I'm unable to make it to mass and think oh boy this isn't good. I actually survive Sunday, Deanie has hidden all the knives and other sharp objects around the house. Then around midnight Sunday she brings me a dose of morphine, I didn't ask where she got it, I didn't really care. Monday morning 3am I drop off, maybe the morphine, maybe pain exhaustion. I'm awake 6:30, the morphine has worn off, at 7:30 the dentist office has been expecting my call. I'm in the chair by 8:20, the dentist stands there with a syringe of freezing in his hand, says he doesn't understand. Stick the needle in my face and then we can discuss it doc." Raise you're hand if you need more freezing" he says. I almost hit him in the jaw when my fist goes up, the morphine, tylenol,advil cocktail Deanie fixed me has slowed me down, he sidesteps. He's found the problem, there's another root. "Yank it" I say. " Oh no" he says "we've done too much work on it" An hour and a half later he's done, he's real happy with his work again. Just in case he says he will give me stronger pain killers, asks me how I feel about demerol. Let me tell you a little something about demerol, I had a colonoscopy a few years back and the doctor comes in to do the procedure, says "Do you need medication?" "I don't know." Is my reply. " Ya, you do" she says. I don't remember the needle reaching my vein. If she had said count done from one hundred she wouldn't have heard the first n. Next thing I know it's 4 hours later and Deanie is driving me home. "Demerol will do Doc" I say. I actually have to sign for them at the pharmacy. So I'm home now and I'm not hesitating taking one of these little gems. I get a really, really, really good sleep. Wake up to birds singing, Deanie can't hear them but I'm pretty sure I can. I know you're probably concerned because Demerol is a narcotic and can be habit forming.  Not to worry, I have 19 more of these little gems to wean me off the first one.

Have a great day

Loved