I read on Facebook and other sites for friendly socializing it’s rawther cold in most parts of the country. Some write it’s downright gelid in their neck of the woods. Living in Arizona has its faults but I am grateful to be here. This week’s highs range between 20 and 23C. By summer the tables will turn and my Midwestern relations will have their comeuppance. But for now I had the upper hand. I can go outside without freezing my wrists off. Suddenly the scorpions seem worth it.
This morning I weigh 78.4 kilos, which is down from 78.8 kilos last week. I started the year at 80.6. Let’s hear it for regular exercise and sensible eating! There is more to go however. Palm Springs is coming. *
A Spo-fan recently asked for follow-up on The Father Figure and his prostate cancer. I called home last weekend for a check-in. As is his wont The Progenitor tells me all the goings-on of the family until I interrupted him to ask about did he have radiation therapy. He stated he had one week’s worth of RT without any overt adverse reactions and he finds out next month if it did him any good. He then went on to the topic of Mother beating him again at cribbage, indicating he isn’t at all vexed by it so I won’t either.
The sleeping arrangements at Spo-house have taken an odd turn that Someone likes to fall asleep holding Harper. From the looks on her face she seems to be doing this with a quiet patience just long enough for Someone to fall asleep and then she gets up from underneath the covers to sleep on top of things at the end of the bed. This seems to be her position of choice and comfort – for awhile. If I should get up in the night she gets up as well – and moves directly into my space. I lean over and ask Cecilia to move which she does after careful consideration as if my command is reasonable. Sometimes I have to get in around the recalcitrant dog in a sort of “C” to her ensconced “O”. Happily the bed is big enough for all these shenanigans otherwise is would be Nessum Dorma for the lot of us.
I have a new set of daily pill boxes. You know the sort: seven plastic rectangular boxes for each day of the week, divided into AM, noon, PM, and night time bins. Traditionally mine ‘open on the left’ but this latest opens on the right. It must be made in England or Australia. I keep trying to open them from the left until I remember. More than once I’ve taken the daily doses backwards viz. night time to morning. This is the highlight of my week. Palm Springs can not come soon enough.
*This was written on Wednesday. Today it is Friday. Last night was our anniversary so we decided to ‘splurge’ with wine and pizza. This morning I feel I’ve gained it all back.
21 comments
February 1, 2019 at 7:02 AM
David Godfrey
Refreshing in Cleveland this morning. I love the Far Side cartoon, it explains so much of life.
February 1, 2019 at 10:17 AM
Urspo
He has a knack for capturing much in a simple cartoon
February 1, 2019 at 8:48 AM
Barbara Bomberger
Those dogs, they do like to take their halves out of the middle!
February 1, 2019 at 10:17 AM
Urspo
When you love them they drive you crazy because they know they can.
February 1, 2019 at 9:30 AM
Old Lurker
Happy belated anniversary! I presume this is the anniversary when you and Someone met, and did/did not enjoy conjugal relations?
Harper may be Someone’s preferred cuddle companion these days, but at least The Other Dog gets pizza.
February 1, 2019 at 10:18 AM
Urspo
It is the original day viz. when we met. 1997
I become her best friend whenever we eat for I give her table scraps.
February 1, 2019 at 9:51 AM
Debra She Who Seeks
It’s always a fun day when one gets a new dosette!
February 1, 2019 at 10:19 AM
Urspo
Indeed !
February 1, 2019 at 10:12 AM
sam
Neither wine nor pizza one night will cause you to gain it back. I keep telling myself that-unfortunately, for too many nights!
February 1, 2019 at 10:19 AM
Urspo
It feels like 1 kilo over night weight gain
February 1, 2019 at 10:40 AM
anne marie in philly
good news about father spo! someone is NOT trying to replace you with harper.
February 1, 2019 at 10:41 AM
Urspo
Some days I think to sneak out the back and let’em have each other.
It is adorable though to see them happy together so
February 1, 2019 at 12:47 PM
Moving with Mitchell
Happy anniversary. Isn’t it sad how easy it is for the weight to come back. I mean one night out!
February 2, 2019 at 8:26 AM
Urspo
There is some science behind this (alas) after weight loss the body goes into a fright mode that when food becomes available again the body is more likely to store it as fat fearful another ‘famine’ may be soon happening.
February 1, 2019 at 3:30 PM
jefferyrn
It is a constant struggle for space on the bed and losing weight. I had two bowls of chips waiting for the boss to show up for his birthday lunch. Oh the same of it all.
February 2, 2019 at 8:26 AM
Urspo
Nasty chips stay away go and visit Doris Day
February 2, 2019 at 4:20 AM
Todd Gunther
Belated Happy Anniversary and Happy Groundhog Day today. The little bugger should be pulled out of his den any minute now.
February 2, 2019 at 8:27 AM
Urspo
I put my weather faith in Javier the Javelina who didn’t see his shadow predicting 6 weeks more of no snow in Phoenix.
February 2, 2019 at 12:22 PM
Willym
You’re weight loss has become an inspiration to two overweight Islanders who don’t have a Palm Springs to look forward to – just a feeling of better health – which from the sounds of it your are achieving.
February 2, 2019 at 7:04 PM
Ravager619
Pets want their share of the bed. Torrie now spends time with me during my mid-afternoon naps or when I’m about ready to go to bed. That’s just how it is.
Terri does the same when I’m on the living room sofa doing whatever. She takes her spot, and if I’m lying down then she jumps on my chest.
February 3, 2019 at 9:04 AM
mcpersonalspace54
As a teacher of gifted students, that cartoon you added is one of my favorites!