Monday, June 21, 2010
If you have never heard that expression, I guess I'm too old to relate to you. I learned it as a child without understanding what it meant. It wasn't until I read Walden, by Thoreau, that it came clear for me. In the chapter called "Economics," or something similar, he discusses the cost of his cabin. In case you don't know, he was a squatter on someone else's land, and built the cabin himself. It came so something like 11 dollars, 34 1/2 cents. In the discussion of how to live successfully, he mentions the cost of a house and the daily earnings - one dollar for a day's labor. He says "It may be argued that some make more, but many make less." I recall during WWII my father came home ecstatic, very late, and told my mother that he had made nearly twelve dollars for only 12 hours work. They thought it was amazing that he could earn a full dollar an hour. I haven't looked it up, but I think Thoreau was writing sometime in the 1860's.
I was going to skip the BLOG tonight, but I haven't heard anyone say "Another day, another dollar" for years, and I just thought it to myself and figured why not blurt it out. A little useless information never hurt anyone, and it kept me out of trouble.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
This wasn't a bad day until recently. I rolled out at 6 and had breakfast, cut the grass from 7 to 9, had a shower and read the paper, and did a few other chores until noon. We were having lunch when our son called, and had a nice visit with him, starting out with father's day, and segueing into his new car, necessary because Julia's was totaled.
Later the oldest daughter called, and we had a nice, but shorter visit. Louie talked for half an hour, which is about all anyone should stay on the phone, and everything was fine. I was reading a paperback called "Heartland" by David Wiltse, and having a perfectly good time. At that point, after lunch, I was at 775 calories for the day, but I planned to eat a half pound apple that would bring it to 895 for the day which is still a good place for me to be.
Unfortunately, after the apple I went on to three beef hot dogs, three ounces of chips, two beers, and an ice cream cone. According to my pocket notebook that totals 2115 calories, which is nearly the same as the Spark record says. So I'm over the limit before supper.
When we turned our bodies in to the psychiatrists at Indiana University, we had to keep track of what we ate, the exercise, and how we felt. We also needed to note UCE in our record when we went crazy like that. It has been a while, but I was definitely out of control during the snack binge.
Meanwhile, the thunderstorms went by, and the 60 per cent chance of rain only brought us a tenth of an inch of rain, so around 7 I'll be out watering 36 plugs of St. Augustine grass by hand. I'm really not hungry now, so maybe I'll skip supper - at least most of it.
PS. My youngest daughter just called and made me laugh a lot, so I guess it was a perfect father's day.
Saturday, June 19, 2010
I got up and was planting St. Augustine Grass plugs by 6:30 this morning. It takes a little 6-6-6 fertilizer, a hand trowel, some water, and some plugs. I also used a pair of kitchen shears to cut some of the plugs apart.
First you dig a hole in the ground (sand) the right size, then you scatter a little fertilizer on the bottom and work it into the sand. Fill the hole with water, put the plug in after the water sinks in, firm up the sand around the roots so no air gets to them, and put another cup of water on the planted plug. It's so simple a child could do it.
Unfortunately the plugs don't like to come apart. They come in a gray of eighteen plugs, three across and six down, in little three inch square holes. The grass has spread runners and roots from one hole to another, so a tray tends to turn into a solid mat of grass instead of nice little pots of grass. That's why I went into the house to get the shears. I got three trays of plugs yesterday, and intended to plant them all this morning, but it didn't work out.
After I cut most of the first tray apart because only a few plugs would come out relatively easily, I had a revelation. I turned the tray over and found that I could pull them apart far enough to identify the one strand of either grass or root that needed cutting, so the last few plugs in that tray weren't so hard. With the second tray I flipped the thing immediately, and soon learned that if I worked everything out of the tray I could grab one plug and work it loose, sometimes with pretty hard jerking and wiggling. That gave me more grass that went into bare spots.
By the time I finished the second tray I was well soaked in sweat, and tired enough to be shaky, so I decided that the third tray could wait until tomorrow. It was 8:40 then, and getting fairly warm, so I left my shirt on a hook in the garage, cooled off inside, and had my shower and shave to start the day.
I was extra tired, and couldn't figure out what happened until about 1:00 when I remembered the new medicine, tamsulosin. I wasn't supposed to drive for 12 hours after the first dose, and let the doctor know if I was dizzy or fainted. I was and am OK except for feeling like someone had beat me up.
Friday, June 18, 2010
I can't figure out a catchy title for everything that goes in here, so I'm using the date. I don't think anyone will care about that. Today was my workout day, and I'm getting serious enough that I had to take off my shirt to keep cool, and rest a little between exercises. I did do my solo three miles and dogwalk mile, but overslept and didn't get started until about 6:20. I wasn't in any hurry because I needed to fast until 10 AM for the blood draw.
I got the older woman today, and I just barely felt the needle touch me, which is the way I like it to be and why I keep going back to the same place. Last week one of the women was on vacation, and I got a young woman who was supposed to be expert, but it still hurt quite a bit. When I asked her why it hurt, she said that it just does "sometimes". If I get her again, I'll see what her score turns out to be.
We haven't had supper yet, but I got out a salmon-burger for me. I'll have it with onion, tomato, and fat free mayo on an onion bun. I don't know what else the BW will come up with, but I can always have an apple for desert, and an ice cream cone for a snack. Or vice-versa.
I bought three trays of Floatram St. Augustine grass plugs today (54 plugs) and I'll scatter them around in the front and back yard tomorrow early in the morning. We are starting to have a lot of St. Augustine in the yard now - the west side of the house is solid St. Augustine where there was once nothing but sand and a few weeds. There is also a nice solid patch on the east side, and a lot spread along the east and north fences. It seems to take about two years to get a really good stand of the stuff, and I because a convert when I found the "Southern Weed and Feed," which nourished only St. Augustine, Centipede Grass, and Zoysia grass. It has a pre-emergent herbicide and broad leaf and other grasses killing chemicals. I now understand why St. Augustine is so popular in the south.
If necessary, I'll walk during the day and let the dogs have a holiday. I need to plant a little more grass.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
I only walked 2.36 miles this morning because I had to see my internist at 9:00, and he works in Oldsmar. I did work up a sweat, have a shower, breakfast, and read the paper, but before I could come home I stopped in at the Oldsmar super Walmart and got another pedometer. The one I just bought disappeared yesterday. Besides a prescription for Flomax, I was directed to see my dermatologist for the thing on my forehead. The stuff on my body and leg was nothing, but the forehead thing looked like a basal cell carcinoma to Dr. Falla.
I dropped off the prescription at Walgreens on the way home and picked up at 1:00 PM. Now I have three weeks to see if it does any good before seeing the urologist.
The interesting thing that happened was an offer to sell me some stock from my bank. Since I check these things, I know it's losing about six million a year, and has been getting a little worse. It's listed as below average by the raters, but the letter talks about the improving profits and the new IPO that is only 2/3 sold after 8 months on the market. I can get in for only $12K now instead of the $24K that was the original requirement. After a short consideration, I decided that my original plan to stick with 5 star mutual funds with a long and good track record is still a good idea. I'm glad the government insures my deposits.
Other than that, I went to TOPS, am in leeway, and still have to eat another cup of yogurt of some sort to make the minimum calories for today (get them over 1500). When you consider that I had lunch by myself, then another with the BW, then supper after TOPS, and watermelon for dessert, it's kind of surprising.
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