Wednesday, August 11, 2010
The seminar was a success - when I passed out the certificates and told the 20 people that they were now graduates, they gave me a good round of applause, and several stayed afterward to tell me that they thought I did a good job. I finished a little early today, and we read every word on every page of the Florida Supplement.
I had four chocolate chip cookies today - we got a plate of donuts and Danishes, and another of chocolate cookies. I would have been OK, but the class didn't eat everything, and when they left there were six cookies and one muffin left. When I cleaned up I got too close, and when I left there were only two cookies and a muffin left. That was my lunch.
Then I had to mail off the paperwork to AARP, and deposit some dues checks before picking up a prescription that was ready, and I got bank statements and another check for Kiwanis at our post office box. I used one of the blank deposit slip at the bank to make deposits in the service savings account. Then I had to enter data in the check and savings registers, the profit and loss program, and the dues excel program. I did log on and check the bank's numbers against mine.
Now I'm ready for supper.
Tomorrow I go to the dermatologist at 9:30.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
I started on time today, finished on time (it was four hours exactly because both start and stop were exactly on the minute) and we read every word on every page in the Florida Supplement that was covered in today's topics. I did get lost because pages J and K were written in on my book a few pages after I had inserted the pages, and couldn't tell that they had been covered for a while. As a result I went through my book again tonight after I finished the certificates for tomorrow, and was able to mark out all of the surplus markings from the prior scheme. If tomorrow works as well as today, I'll just stay with the current approach.
I did Safe Driving without a stop from 7:45 AM to 5:30 PM, with about 20 minutes out for lunch. With luck, I'll finish the paperwork sooner tomorrow. Then Thursday morning I need to take a book with me to the dermatologist again. Fortunately I have just started another long library book and don't have much free time to finish it before then.
Monday, August 09, 2010
The John and Mable Ringling Museum of Art is The State Museum of Florida, bequeathed by the Ringlings. We drove down to Sarasota to visit the museum today because my wife wanted to see the Glasier exhibit - some of 1700 pictures of circus people, animals, posters, acts, exhibits, etc. She has a hard time walking, but they have wheel chairs available in every building, and she made it from a close parking spot to the first building, where a nice man fixed her up.
Then I pushed her into the building and got us wrist bands, and wanted to push her to the next, where the exhibit was, but she insisted on leaving the chair and riding the little shuttle. Then I pushed the second chair all the way through the front (old) part of the building to the new 32,000 square foot addition, which is half filled with photographs which were made on glass sheets, before the time of film. It was a great exhibit, but after a couple of rooms she started pushing herself and I sat down and rested a while.
After we made it through the exhibit we stopped at the museum store and bought a copy of the book which has many of the photographs. They digitize the negative, turn it into a positive, then make a new negative which they use to make the prints, and the book. I suppose digital representations aren't right for mass production - that part wasn't explained. They do have very large prints on display.
Then we stopped in the restaurant for lunch (at 1:00) and were near the last to leave. We left at 9 and were home just after three, which made the dogs' entire day - they were really glad to see us.
Sunday, August 08, 2010
Yesterday morning my feet hurt a little, so I just took the dogs for a mile and a half, and saved myself for today, when I had to cut the grass. I can't remember much about it, except I was going to make some sort of bean dish, and when I looked in the pantry I had half a pound of lentils left over (one cup) and decided to do something quick. I diced an onion and five cloves of garlic and fried them in a tablespoon of olive oil, defrosted a one cup bag of really rich turkey stock I had left from our Christmas turkey (only two more bags left) threw in a can of salt free chopped tomatoes and a 6 ounce can of tomato paste, some leftover broccoli slaw (about a cup and a half), along with two cups of water, and later another one, then simmered the mess for 30 minutes. I added some crushed red pepper and a tablespoon of curry powder and a beef bullion cube for seasoning, and the whole thing turned out fine. It made two quarts, so I divided the ingredients by 8 and made a food grouping I called Lentil Stew (One Cup). I had two cups for lunch, and even the BW likes it.
I do recall that we got a half inch of rain last evening, but not much else. I know we had supper but I can't remember what it was.
Today I was going to mow the lawn, but when I got up it was raining just a little. It was 87 degrees at 6:30, and raining, so I just read the paper and despaired because it was 80 per cent chance of rain today, then 60 per cent for several days, and then next Saturday it went down to 40 per cent. We're going to the Ringling Museum tomorrow to see a photo exhibit, I'm teaching Tuesday and Wednesday mornings, and I get another Mohs surgery Thursday morning. So It looked as if the very long grass was going to be hay by the time I cut it. Fortunately, after about four tenths of an inch it cleared, and the sun actually came out for a while a little after noon, and I did get the grass cut.
Then, to finish up the day I took down a four inch limb from a chinaberry tree that hung over the fence and was four feet from the ground 20 feet inside. It made it hard to cut the grass, and I finally got to it, and several other branches. Unfortunately after it was down and I was cutting things up the chain on the saw was trapped in a cut, and I pulled up pretty hard to get it out. After that it was out of the guide, and I wound up taking the saw apart to straighten things out again.
That's it for today - I have to go get Colonel Saunders grilled chicken now - the BW has told me what we are having for supper.
Friday, August 06, 2010
A lot of people have problems with emotional eating. I never thought that was the problem - I just liked to eat. I was chubby in grade school, slimmed down and spread out in high school (captain of the football team and shot put and discus in track) gained a little in college, and then slowly gained and gained. Our kids watched an old video I had made demonstrating the hardware in the Swimmer Defense program when I was in my thirties, and asked "who is that?" My wife had to tell them that the skinny guy with lots of hair was "That's your dad!" We would lose some weight from time to time, but it always came back, with dividends.
Part of the problem was that when you're working 12 hours a day six days a week you get so tired you feel as if you're going to die. Food makes you feel better. Too much food is even better yet.
Another part is when you're not working that many hours, but you put in 9 or 10 hours at top speed, you end up totally wiped out. Stopping for two or three beers at the local tavern is like having "the elixir of life" poured down your throat. Then you go home and eat everything in sight. I usually didn't eat lunch because I was too busy.
I remember losing 100 pounds in 19 80, from 303 on 1 February to 202 just before Christmas. Then I bought a pound of peanut brittle for the holiday, something I had never eaten before. After that, the weight slowly came back again, until I was around 290 when I retired. Part of it was stress, but mostly I just liked to eat.
After I retired, we lived in a travel trailer full time. Home is where you park it. Part of the entertainment is eating out, and we averaged about two meals out every day. Full timers love to eat in "all you can eat" joints, and even Livingston Texas has a rib joint you wouldn't believe, hidden out in the woods. By 1999 I was in the 330's range, and my significant emotional event came after we spent a month in Door County, in Wisconsin. I was in the habit of taking Harry with me to get a newspaper in the morning, wherever we were. Sometimes it was a mile round trip, and other times more or less. In door county, we were all the way at the back of the campground, and the paper box was across the street in front of the campground. The truck trip odometer told me that it was a mile one way, which was fine with Harry. I didn't walk fast, but also didn't have any trouble walking to get the paper every morning.
There was a path that ran into the woods close to our trailer, and came out near the front of the campground. One day I decided to give Harry a treat and take the nature trail, which he always liked, so we went into the path at our trailer's end. It went on and on and on, until we finally came out up front. We didn't take the path back.
It turned out that door county gets sixty or seventy feet of snow every winter, and that was a snowmobile path, not a walking path. My knee hurt that night, but I kept walking on it for another day or so. It eventually got so bad that I couldn't sleep at night, and all my searches on the internet came up with only two things (other than surgery) that might help - glucosamine and chondroitin sulphates (50 per cent success for the knee, no help for the back) and lose weight. It is amazing how many doctors had told me to lose weight over the years, and how many medical web sites had that tip, but it finally sank in.
With that emotional event, I very reluctantly started the "Live Longer Now" book (Nathan Pritikin) approach - no sugar, no salt, no fat, no cholesterol, no caffeine, and rove (walk or jog). I no longer had the book from the 1970's, but I remembered the approach. When something hurts enough to keep you from sleeping, you eventually get desperate, so I started with both things I could do, take the pills, and eat right.
And it did work, for a while, until I started passing blood. I was down 70 pounds. When that happened, I got off the track, but that's another story. The significant emotional event got me started. Staying on track is a different problem, and that's for another time.
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