Everyone wants to know if I had a nice birthday. At this point, I don’t know why you’re supposed to celebrate getting another year older… maybe you’re supposed to be glad that you’ve managed to survive this long. Believe me, I am. I’m 49–or as Mark says, “older than dirt”. Everyone says that about their grandparents. I’m not quite there yet. Not a grandparent anyway. And I FEEL better than I have in years. I’ve been losing weight with all of this walking and eating right, and it’s making a lot of things easier. Heck, I can almost see my feet again!
We went to visit George in the hospital yesterday. He’s doing better. He’ll be going to a nursing home for rehab next, and we’re hoping for the best. Next I worked on Ty’s laptop. He somehow managed to spill Aunt Jemima over his keyboard, basically gluing down several of his keys. This took some work, carefully popping off, and removing, each glued key, cleaning it, and cleaning everything underneath it, then reassembling it. Not an easy task on a laptop. On a regular PC keyboard I would have just replaced the keyboard with a new one, but on a laptop this can get pretty pricey. It worked out ok though, and the keys are working fine again.
Next, Kevin Ty and I went swimming at Rec-Plex. I did 10 reverse laps and the current channel–this is a hot-dog-shaped channel of current where you can basically just ride the current around the loop with no effort at all. Walking in reverse, however, is just the opposite. It requires MUCH effort, and after a few laps you can really feel it. My goal is always 10 reverse laps. After 7 laps I got a cramp in my left calf, but I managed to still complete the full 10 laps. Kevin, as usual, got “carded” again a couple times when we got in the hot tub. The age requirement is “12-16 year olds allowed if accompanied by an adult, under 12 not allowed.” Apparently Kevin always looks like he’s under 12, because they always catch him and look to me. He’s 14 now, so this has been going on for almost 3 years. He just hasn’t “sprouted” yet. Ty, on the other hand, with his “hint of a moustache” is never an issue. But since Kevin and I are members, I am relieved to know that if he ever REALLY gets carded–where the want proof–all they have to do is check their own records. They have his photo on file, along with his date of birth, which proves his age, and they’ve had it since we started going there. I think we even went there right after his 12th birthday, just to celebrate him now being “hot tub-eligible”… yes, I believe we got carded that day, too.
When we got home from swimming, Sandy had an awesome supper of cheese ravioli & meatballs with marijuana sauce (yeah, it’s marinara sauce, but I pronounce it differently), then it was on to a video chat with Jay and his family.
I had planned to have a fire as well, but we quickly ran out of time and had to get to our double-feature of MIB and MIB II to get ready for MIB III, which we’re going to see today. Ty passed out halfway through MIB II, and Kevin opted out of the whole thing, since he has watched them both so many times in the past. I guess we’re about as ready as we’ll ever be for today’s matinee.