tooth day

Leftover Chili 

Leftover Emotions 

SugarFree Jelly. 

I give this as gifts to Diabetics. 

It says the package is 

sealed to prevent leaks. 

Guess what? 

It leaked. 

I’m finally smart. 

After nearly 60 trips around the sun. 

I wore a “cleaning t shirt”

To prevent bleach splashes. 

Excited to have some coffee today. 

I get up to pee 

(Sorry - TMI)

Around 430 

And take my Trinity

And Seven Sages. 

And go back to bed 

To contemplate the origins

Of the Universe. 

About an hour later,

I’m “mos def” ready for coffee. 

I like the pour-over. 

Trying to take my coffee black. 

Might help. 

throw up day

Since my last blog 

I have maintained the integrity 

Of my low carb diet 

And tried to drink water

And even reached out to a friend. 

Tip of the fedora to Sean! 

I kept my area clean 

And make the the two princes

Had their every need met. 

This one is mad cuz daddy sneak him treats. 

And now he’s hungry. And mad. 

Why we give treats -

 when the kids won’t eat their real food? 

Madness. 

I reached out to Cindy

And she has the same thing. 

Bitching Co-Workers. 

They ruin every job. 

She threw up in the parking lot

At work because she dreaded it. 

Part of my plan to reduce anxiety

Is to think about something else. 

Anything. A song. A plan. 

Camping. 

Happy Campers, though. 

So yes. No job is worth this. 

But every job seems to be

Contaminated with vile human disgust. 

From nurse to nurse. 

So we have to learn to deal with

Assholes and Bitches. 

Because they are literally everywhere. 

It’s their planet. 

We just live on it. 

planning day

Things to buy that make life simpler. 

Lap time with my good boy. 

Trader Joe’s. 

Goat Cheese. With Blueberries. 

Going to do some food prep later. 

The yard is done 

The house is done. 

I’m ready to get back to work. 

Couple of last things. The car. 

It needs attention. 

And I inherited a blog. 

Quitting Sugar. 

I’m goi t to tweek it today

And start blogging there. 

Sean Anderson always blogs that 

He maintained the integrity 

and boundaries of his diet etc. 

I have too! 

clean day

The WingStop by my house

Has bulletproof glass. 

Ready for beef. 

Probably today. 

Or tomorrow. 

I don’t have hunger like I once did. 

Just nosy buddies. 

Why are people like this? 

I never hope to understand. 

And yet - here we are. 

Rainy day stuff. 

I have a lady

Who helps me clean. 

She’s been helping me for years. 

We’re friends by now. 

She’s coming today. 

We deep clean 

4 or 5 times a year. 

There’s no place for extra stuff 

In this house. 

The house is big, but the layout 

Reflects a more 1950’s mindset. 

Master bedroom with Water Closet. . 

 One big bedroom,

And one small bedroom

In case you have 3 kids. 

If not, you have a sewing room. 

Or a guest bedroom. 

(The small one is my room.)

Also, coat closets and built ins. 

The Family Room. AKA the Den. 

And the quintessential Living Room

That no one ever sits in. 

You know- with the big, open windows. 

And picture books on the coffee table. 

So yeah. Time to clean the house. 

Every time we do this, 

I downsize a little bit more. 

Keep some stuff. Seasonal things. 

Christmas stuff finally gets out away. 

I’m a big fan of sites like 

CraigsList and FaceBook MarketPlace. 

You can buy something for cheap,

Use it, and sell it back. 

Free Trade! 

Or just give it away. 

The trick is to be Zen 

And not get too attached. 

Cuz she’s never coming back. 

Never ever. 

off days

I cancelled all my appointments 

For today and will just chill. 

The trip. 

There’s some criss-crossing. 

But basically this. 

My little Subaru gets 

About 500 miles per tank. 

400 with the AC (and mountains) 

The river raft trip. 

My mother took one in Denver

When she was 60. 

Her job went to Colorado 

For an aging seminar. 

She fell in during a rapid crossing

And the guide just scooped her out 

Like a puppy- she always said. 

Mine will have no such rapids. 

The Continental Divide

As seen through The Rockies. 

Denver is on one side. 

The river raft tour is on the other. 

That makes sense. 


Why not see a show?

DCI is active in Denver. 

Drums Along The Rockies. 

I’m going there with an old 

High School friend. 

A drummer, in fact. 

We’re going to eat and play 

And gossip about everyone. 

I realized I don’t like my patient. 

He’s a kid and I love him. 

But I don’t like him. 

Well, not all the time.

I don’t always like his behavior. 

That was causing all kinds of guilt. 

These kids get into puberty 

And the hormones are raging

If they’re a quadriplegic-

There’s no place for that energy to go. 

My other case did the same thing. 

But I must say- 

Boys are 10 times tougher. 

This is my first boy case. 

And guess what! 

It’s OK that I don’t like it. 

I just do my job

And let him work 

Through the paces. 

upper colorado river float

The key word here is “float!”

As in mostly Class 2 (sissy) rapids 

I think a small moon phase 

Would show more stars. 

The travel brochures are super cool! 

The trip will be 3 days and 2 nights. 

30 miles of river. 

Lots of stops and campfires. 

I’m going to bring some tuna

And tell them I’m LC! 

stupid day

Another day

Another Chaffle 

I’m adding an excursion 

To my summer trip. 

An overnight river raft trip

In the Grand Canyon 

Is often in the thousands. 

Big Bucks. 

🤑

The Upper Colorado River

Excursions are much less. 

Maybe permits and fees? 

So in addition to a few

Mini-excursions, hiking etc- 

I have added a 2 night raft trip. 

I’m really too old

For Pediatric Search and Rescue-

Trying to find some bright little kid

Who remains trapped in a body

That won’t cooperate with his mind ... 

Some Good Will Hunting

Story of triumph and winning. 

The truth is- most people 

Just don’t come through tragedy

And come out on top. 

It’s hard enough to get though each day. 

This kid was fussing today 

when my shift started at 6 am. 

He was covered with 3 blankets. 

And it’s mild weather outside. 

I’ve got the window cracked! 

Birds are singing. 

No rain. 

Why 3 blankets? 

Also the thermometer was under his arm. 

Life is hard enough without having

Bad Nurses - HORRIBLE Nurses. 

I am ready to give up. Again. 

So I focus on work and getting away. 

The only thought I’ve had 

For a year is trying to figure out

If I should stay or go 

In this anxiety provoking, 

All-consuming case. 

I just want to go to work, 

Do a good job, 

And go the fuck home. 

day on

Talked to the family 

About bringing food to work. 

I can’t eat at 10pm anymore. 

Deconstructed Reuben 

Pork Rinds with Cream Cheese 

It was good. 

Flashback 

Ye ole long shot 

Finally settling in 

Good work routine.