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20 October 2018

Travels Few

In 2011 Hubster and I went to Edenton NC for a weekend at the Captain's Quarters bed and breakfast. We simply ran away from home for a few days of nothing to do or worry about. It was wonderful!

Within a month we adopted Abby, our little rescue dog, We were now more tethered and enjoying our new family member. But all the talk during our Edenton stay, about taking weekend vacations every few months became null and void.

In November 2012 Hubster and Abby and I went to Florida to visit my daughter. Abby loves to ride anywhere. We found a pet-friendly hotel close by and there, Abby slept in her cage while we enjoyed Thanksgiving with my daughter and her extended Florida family.

In June 2014 we found and adopted Toby, Abby's BFF. They are so cute together, but as much as Abby loves to ride Toby frantically hates it. So traveling with our fur babies was curtailed significantly.

In October 2014 I went to Florida again for a visit, flying with mom, other daughter and sister-in-law on a grand 'girls day out' trip. Hubster stayed home with the furry ones.

Pretty much health issues caused a drop in ventures. We rode to Nags Head for a few hours and visited Oriental twice, but all of these were one-day events. Back surgery and knee surgery accomplished and healed significantly I felt like I could start to do a few things now.
Flagler Beach

So for our anniversary and his birthday we headed south again a couple of weeks ago, taking several days to drive down. Alas, Hubster decided that visiting Charleston or Savannah was out. (Apparently he thinks that all the criminals are just waiting for us to arrive).
View from Chowder Ted's restaurant

Just passing through the palms
A visit to daughter's workplace
We stayed in a couple of small towns and I must say I enjoy eating at mom-and-pop places, meeting quite a few harmless characters along the way. I admit I was a little worried when the lady at the next table discovered that I'd gotten the last piece of chocolate pie when she'd been told there wasn't any. I enjoyed buffet night at the main diner of one place and that highly recommended but extremely questionable-looking bar/Mexican eatery proved that you can't judge a book by the cover - the food was outrageously good!

We were able to stay one night in St. Augustine, which I absolutely love. I visited there once in 1972. While there I did a test walk to see how far I could go since my surgeries. I did well, going in a three-block square before feeling the tightness in my back and legs. I did better than I'd thought but not as good as I'd wanted to. But at least it let me know my limits.

I'm not really sure, just saying.
We had a wonderful time at my daughter's 1910 home, enjoying the quaint town they live in, and seeing all the sights. Her in-laws had us over for a birthday dinner for Hubster and everyone had such a marvelous time together.
On the boardwalk

And although folks said it was not as hot as usual I did find it extremely hot and humid, reminding them that overweight people do not do hot well. We visited the remains of The Senator, which had been the oldest and largest Cypress tree in FL until a drug user accidentally burned it down in 2012. We walked on board walks through the jungle-like woods until a sudden storm popped up and we had to dash back to the car. I did pretty good doing that short power walk! We laughed and waited for our hair to fuzz out like dandelions!

Now that I'm back home I feel better. You know you can get stuck at home for too long. Things were becoming overwhelming. Now I have a freshness that I hope will last a while. Hubster has promised that we will do a little more traveling in the coming years. I sure hope so. There's a lot I haven't seen yet!

02 October 2018

A Reading Summer

I did a lot of reading over the summer. Sometimes it's even better than in the winter! I love reading on the deck with the birds chirping for background music! I must say there is nothing like a good book to take you away, letting your imagination paint the image in your mind from the printed words of a good author.

I will always be a historic romance reader. I love tales from by-gone eras. I love no phones or computers or even cars in the stories I read. I've especially enjoyed the Julia Quinn books this go 'round. Characters and places have been tied together from book to book and it really helps me to remember things I'd read months ago. I'm usually one of those people who read, enjoy, finish and it's done - gone from memory, to move to the next and the next.

I hooked up with LibraryThing and really like it. I didn't want to do the GoodReads for all the bells and whistles I don't need. LT is so simple to use and is just a collection of my books so I don't re-purchase one I've read when I'm at the thrift store! Guess it's time for this set of books to head back for others to read and enjoy!

23 September 2018

Blocks From A Grandma

Quite some time ago a young lady I had known from another church gave me a box of crocheted blocks that her grandmother had made but never put together. The girl, now grown, had seen me crocheting in the waiting room of the office where she was a receptionist. She asked if I'd like to have her grandmother's box of blocks and I asked if she was sure she wouldn't rather keep them. After she assured me that no one in her family cared or wanted them I said I would take them rather than see them go to the thrift store. My hope was to fix them and share with someone.

Last week I started putting the blocks together. I purposely chose a set of 30 blocks that didn't have a lot of fru-fru on them, just to see how I would do. The green variegated blocks were perfect, although some didn't have an extra border that others had. I guess Grandma just missed a few!

It will be interesting to see how the blocks grow into actual blankets! That Grandma was  quite talented and I plan to take a few of the more elaborate block blankets back to the family. As I told the girl, even if she or her children weren't interested now, someday there could be future grandchildren who would love to have something special from great-great grandma! They wouldn't even have to know that I helped!

20 September 2018

The Upside And Downside

We recently finished up therapy, Hubster for his shoulder, me for my lower back. I'm a bit disappointed because there was a miscommunication of what my needs were and what actually was done. When you start they give you a form to fill out, including your goals. I want to strengthen my back, walk farther, and be able to go up and down stairs like a normal person (instead of 2 feet on 1 step). This was all relative to the major issue I was having in my lower right back. I think because my regular therapist was out a couple of days the focus switched to just meeting those goals. My lower back is still crappy.

Twice when I asked for copies of my therapy exercises they gave me copies of Hubster's instead. Thanks for nothing... my shoulder is fine. I finally got them and am trying to continue at home.

I told Hubster it's up to us to figure it out so I've been googling a bunch. A couple of nights ago we slept in the guest house on the lumbar support mattress we had made a few years ago. I wanted to see if it made a difference from our hard waterbed. It didn't and at least the waterbed is heated so I'm content to be a waterbed baby.

We also went for massages. They'd been scheduled a while ago. Hubster stood right by me when I made the appointments and was asked up front if he had a problem using Mike. He said no problem until the morning of the appointments. He said he must not have heard that part but there was no way a guy was giving him a massage. It was too late to reschedule without a fee so I ended up swapping with him and he had my girl. I had Mike. It was my first time with a guy.

It was a blessing in disguise! I think it was the best massage I've ever had because Mike could press harder and really worked the muscles more than the ladies do. I was also very impressed with the continuing interview he had to determine things of my daily life; even down to where my arm was when I slept on my side! I don't think anyone else has ever asked that. Mike looked at it in terms of being part of my professional medical team. He concluded he didn't feel anything of great issue with the lower back except that it was so extremely tight and that was ultimately fixable. I have hope again!

Don't get me wrong... this was not a sleepy-time relaxing massage, but a true workout, sometimes painful as the knots in my back and legs were worked out. My knee pain is also much better to the point that yesterday I was able to walk to the mailbox and back, quite a lot when you consider how long my driveway is! It's been a real long time since I've done that!

Tomorrow I see my chiropractor for the first time since July. I'm anxious to get her take on how things have played out.

Well, really I have to remember that I've been oh so much worse and things could get worse. My other knee is moving and clicking but I'm holding my breath on that for the time being. I will do what I can to keep moving forward and be the best that I can with what I have to work with. I'm not in a wheelchair and have so much to be grateful for. I thank God everyday for His healing.

26 August 2018

Still It's Just A Hamburger Joint

Last week we decided to go to Red Robin. Hubster wanted a hamburger. We only go there about once every few years and each time we're reminded of why we don't go there more often (besides the ridiculous high prices). They did not disappoint this year either.

Before we could even get in we were repelled by the two smoke stands on either side of the front doors. They weren't the large ones with sand like most places use. No, these had to be pretty in matching red, kind of U-shaped and looked capable of holding about a two cups of cigarette butts. Of course, people will be stupid and/or lazy and both of these units were crammed with small trash bags and plastic bottles as well as overflowing butts in each. They almost matched! (The photos were taken on our way out so some trash had been removed).
It was so disgusting! We told the greeter who "finally" showed up to seat us that they might want to take a moment to empty them. This poor child must have been nervous or immature because she babbled like a 6 year old school girl, saying she'd told someone to clean them the previous night but guess they hadn't. Really, ya think?! I kept thinking "So why didn't You do it, especially since you have guests coming in?"

She seats us and we're tucked in a booth along one wall of the front room. There's about 8 tables with chairs between the booths and the large divider bar in the center of the room. On the other side of the bar is another room with more seating. People are clearly all over the building and it's not crowded by any means.

Along the wall next to ours (the L-shape) are more tables, each with two chairs on a raised dais. There is one man sitting at the end table. Another man comes in and seats himself in the far booth from us (I guess "Babs" was still slack on greeting people). A few minutes later Babs comes and tells him he has to move or they will get in trouble for him sitting there. He is clearly upset saying "it's ridiculous that I can't have a booth." Before he can get seated "Babs" returns with two ladies who take up the now vacated booth.

Now I could see them needing to require two people per booth if they were busy, but this is 1:30 in the afternoon. There is no crowd banging to get in there, there is plenty of seating all over the place and the guy just wants to sit in a quiet area and not on display. He was asking for a manager but I never saw one show up before we left.

Those were the two biggies. But let's not forget the filthy floors and the nasty walls and windows with food splashed on them either. It just added so much to the ambiance!

No thank you. I don't care how great your expensive burgers are we will not be returning.  Plus Hubster said the mushroom-Swiss burger is much better at Hardees!