Saturday, November 06, 2010
We had a good trip overall, and made it home last Sunday. Then we had to get the mail and catch up. The BW still has one hole in her left eardrum, and pneumonia to keep it interesting. I have been driving her everywhere she needs to go because she doesn't feel capable.
The most interesting part of the trip was driving straight west in the middle of the strongest storm since a freighter was sunk on the great lakes in 1978. I had been filling up every day, and the mileage varied from 37+ to 32+ (through the mountains) except for that day. We drove at 70 almost all the way, except for a couple of really heavy squalls when we were poking along with the hazard warning flashers on. When I filled up that night we only got 25 miles/gallon. If you add 70 to 50, you wind up with a 120 MPH headwind. Since the drag is a function of the wind velocity squared, you can see why a low drag coefficient is good, and why driving slower gets you better gas mileage. I try to keep it down to 70 on the interstates, but sometimes it's hard.
The good news is that the BW seems better today, and I have cleaned most of the house for the guests we expect for the holidays.
Monday, October 18, 2010
I spent the entire day taking the BW to the ear doctor, doing errands and running around and packing stuff up. I donít know if weíll ever be ready, but we are leaving tomorrow sometime. It is much easier when you just hitch up, disconnect, and drive off.
We are headed for Macon tomorrow
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Annie just called to ask us if she and Jerzy could come and stay with us at Christmas again. Of course we said sure Ė the BW was ecstatic. Then Annie said that we great, because they had already bought the tickets. We talked over the love seat, and Annie talked the BW out of buying a hide-a-bed (I hope) because Jerzy would just sleep on it without opening it anyhow if he stays up watching TV. So all we need to do is buy a new couch and get rid of the love seat before the 18th of December. They will be here from then until the fourth of January for a little more than two weeks. I hope itís warm Ė it was cool last year. Two years ago we ate Christmas dinner outside on the patio, and it made Jerzy very happy. It is cold in Warsaw and Calgary at Christmas, and that was the first time he had done that.
Weíre almost on the way to see the other two kids, even if itís a little later than we intended, and Louie plans to take off from work when we spend a couple of nights in Milwaukee, so we are doing a quick version of what we used to do in the RV Ė seeing each family serially. Instead of staying a couple of weeks we will stay two or three days. On the other hand, motels cost more than campgrounds.
The only time everyone got together recently was three years ago when the BW said that was the only present she wanted for her 50th wedding anniversary. Emily was the host, and we all met at her house and partied there and in the local area for a few days, but that isnít likely to happen again soon.
Itís great when they come here, but Louie and Julia only stayed three days, for which I canít blame them. Itís just too bad that everyone doesnít live 20 miles apart or less, which was the case for my parents. When I moved to Indianapolis, we still visited at least once a month (260 miles one way), but when people live 1200 and 3000 miles away, itís too hard to visit frequently. The phone is a fair substitute, but not like living really close.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
I started this morning going east, then south, then west, and finally east again. Regardless of the direction, the shady side of the street is on the south now instead of the north. I should have recorded the date, but I do recall the day when I walked the dogs after my walk, and as I crossed Pennsylvania to get home, my shadow fell about 50 feet to the west, exactly in the middle of the street as I crossed.
Earlier in the year the sun would hit me when I turned from north to east the second I turned the corner to my street because the nearest front trees were several houses east on the north side, and it was at least 15 or 20 degrees north of east. Now itís at least 20 degrees south of east, and (to me) it seems as if the change was almost instantaneous.
On the loop this morning I walked across 19th Street south, then back north on 15th for a while. I crossed to 14th on Illinois, which is a little street with no sidewalk or curbs or shoulders, and a street with a bow where it bends around the big old live oaks. Palm Harbor was originally called Sutherlin, after a man who platted it, sold the lots, and started the town back around 1900, I think. There are a bunch of boulevards and older houses, then some small houses, then some newer ones. The age keeps changing as you leave the center of town, and people build new houses on some lots that were empty for a long time. Most streets have sidewalks, but Illinois looks as if the houses were built just after WWII, with small houses and no garages. That means that there are cars and trucks everywhere, and driveways that range from sand to concrete. No pavers along Illinois. Several houses do have the pipe supported tent garages, because the live oaks cover everything and make a mess on your car. Part of the reason I like Illinois between 15th and 14th is itís always shady, and the other reason is that one house had a tent garage for a two tone 1953 Ford Fairlane four door sedan with a maroon top and bottom and cream paint between the trim strip and the windows. It is spotless.
Thereís a 1957 or 58 Ford four-door I have passed on another street, but it is a little shop-worn, and a few stickers on it, and sported a foreign license plate. The one on Illinois is someoneís pet.
Friday, October 15, 2010
Well, I walked this morning, went to the bank to deposit the money for a cupon book I sold, added air to the BWís recumbent, and had breakfast, lunch, and a snack. I worked some more on Kiwanis budget stuff and did the Sparks, sorted through a ton of photographs going back to pictures of me as a baby and documents of various sorts, including a baby book that said I weighed 9 pounds. My youngest brother keeps saying that I weighed 14 pounds at birth, so I think Iíll call him or maybe just mail him a copy of the book.
The BW was also sorting photographs and putting them in albums to take along, so the grandkids will have lots of pictures to see while weíre there, if they are willing to look.
I also packed all the clothes I should need to take with me and put my orthotics in the new Brooks Beasts, which I picked up yesterday, before I walked. I think I can get along with just two pairs of shoes for two weeks, but we canít eat in any fancy places. I'm taking one big gym bag, a shaving kit, a hooded sweatshirt, and a laundry bag. I took one carry-on bag to Pt. Mugu for a one week stay once and finally stayed a month, so I'm sure I have plenty of clothes
Yesterday, at my request, Bill gave me back two of the paperbacks I loaned him in the beginning, when I gave him the Airdyne. Today I ordered two replacements, which are probably better than the ones I have, from Amazon.com. Because we are traveling I sent them to his house, but I didnít have his zip code, so I had to call him. He tells me that he is spreading the word Ė he ran into a guy his age and weight who was buying food in a Chinese Restaurant. Bill was hungry and wanted just plain rice with no sauce, which took some convincing, and the next guy in line was ordering Chinese plus fried chicken plus ribs. They talked, and this fat guy owned a software company and was going public shortly. He also was going to have a knee replacement next week, and asked about Billís surgeon, looking for a good outcome. Bill did his very best to convince the guy that he needed to lose 100 pounds instead. Bill correctly told the guy he had high blood pressure, and when asked even estimated the value (160/85) correctly.
There is a lot more to the story, but the bottom line is that Bill is turning into a missionary. He talked for 30 minutes, and I kept telling him that everyone has to make their own decisions.
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