Winter Bloggy Day Friday

Shanny @ Bless Your Heart is doing a Bloggy Winter Day or a Winter Bloggy Day, whatever. You take a picture about every 2 hours and post.

I keep thinking I would play but I always forget. I forget to take a bunch of pictures or I take some and forget to post them. Sometimes it's just so boring that I delete the whole darn thing.

Anyway, I didn't have a normal week day Friday so I thought I'd play.

Ready?

Here goes.

I begin my day by emptying out the dishwasher.
And handwashing the dishes in the sink.
I sure hope things get better because this is boring me.

I made a couple of roses out of clay
and also a pig.
There is another story here. I'll tell you later.

I fool around a little on the computer
Then I head off to the doctors office. I have an appointment with my Oncologist this morning.

The traffic is rather light today. It's about 8-8:15 or so.Look at all the snow on the mountains!This is as close to snow as I wanna live.
We just had a bunch of rain so we now have beautiful green hills.Oooops! Someone has a little accident on the freeway. It just happened. The police aren't here yet and the traffic didn't have a chance to back up all the way to China.In front of the medical buildings there is a little farmers market thing going on. They are just setting up now.Lots of yummy things. No one takes cards and I have no cash. I buy nothing.

On to the Doctors. Oncology. . . this wayHere we are!Once inside the reception area I expect to wait until Monday to be called in. As it turns out I hardly have time to warm my seat and I'm in like Flynn.

The nursey poo takes my temp, blood pressure and fools around for a minute on the computer.
Then I get the 'You know the drill, everything from the waist up sweetie' She is old enough to be my grandaughter (well almost) so I do.
Did I really just post a picture of my bra?

So now I plan for a long wait. Since I didn't wait in the reception area maybe they'll punish me by making me wait till Tuesday, here, half naked and cold.

I'm a little bored. Wanna look around the room with me. I found it very intertesting.
This is what I see.

I don't know what the ABC program is. I read all the notes. I find no clue. As a kid ABC was gum. Remember that? ABC gum, already been chewed.

More posters.

depressingmore depressionThis is interesting. The brain.

And these medical dummies. You know the bits and pieces of our innards so you can see which part of you is broken.This was on the bottom shelf. It looked like the American Flag.It's ribs, or half a lung. I don't know what's on the other side. I didn't look.Yes, the lungs.

Skull with brains
VertebraFemale reproductive organsScratch thatI do not know what this is. I'm not even sure if this picture is right side up. Pretty sure though.I do not know who Dr. Gailani is. He looks horny.
(everything from the neck down sweetie, hop on the bed)

Theres a little box of smooth rocks.With a little signThese two a pretty. I look at them for a little while. I try to decide which one I'll take.I can't decide. I take both.

My lymphedema is acting up. I need to talk to the doctor about it.I really don't wait to long. If I had to wait a long time I'd start taking the dummies apart. I like to do this if the wait is wicked long. I find the dummies very interesting. I can never put them back together again so I usually leave the pieces on the sink so the doctor will get a little annoyed while she tries to wash her hands. I explain that I couldn't put Humpty Dumpty back together but "I learned a lot!" They always appreciate this.

I think.

And here she is.She saw my camera out and asked about it. I explained what I was doing.

She is so cool.

She posed for me.

I really do like her a lot.

She appears to young to be a doc. She's really smart too. I guess she'd have to be.

After the doctors I go back to my house. This is my house.

And mom.

It's not the house we live in. It's my first house. The house I raised my kids in. I got it in the settlement and now I need to clean it out and I've rented it to some very nice people. More on that later too.

We need to get a new set of closet doors. We head to the home depot.

After this we get some burgers at Archibalds. It seems as if Archi's is only in So. Cal. Too bad. Great burgers, salads, all kinds of stuff. AND they serve breakfast all day! ALL DAY!

I'm rather partial to breakfast at unconventional hours.

Then we go back to the house.

To work some more.Dad is busy installing the frame for the closet.

After we fool around at the house for several hours it was time for me to go home.

First I went by the office and dropped some big trash in the bins.It's now 5:29. Time for the 5 o'clock funnies!We have a local radio show that plays snippets of comediennes and they call it the 5 o'clock funnies.

They play it at about 5:30

I know but it sounds better than the 5:30 funnies.

My engine light is on.I had my engine worked on last year. The engine light went on. They reset it. It came back on. It goes off by itself. It comes back on. My mechanic said this is impossible.

I don't know what to tell him. It does.

Today, it is on.

I am finally back home.

My home. Home sweet home. I'm pooped.

Youngest and girlfriend are having dinner. Frank is waiting for leftovers.
I get out the package of Marzipan.
It is hard as a rock. Unusable. It needs to be returned.
More on this later.

BH is expecting a friend to come over. Ax lives in Santa Maria and has come down for a visit. He's going to stay the night, then he and BH are going golfing tomorrow.

He bought some clothes for the big day.Little teeny tiny socks. Special socks. For special people.So you are sure the socks are going on correctly they label them for you.

BH calls and says we're heading to a sports bar in Canyon Lake. Wanna come? I'm really tired. No, you guys go and have a great time.

He says no, he wants me to come. So I change out of my painting clothes and comb my hair. Heading out we decide to go to Trevi instead. We decide to bowl.

Bowl?

I. . have not bowled since I was 12. I do not know how to bowl. I. . will bowl anyway. Somebody has to be the loser, let the boys duke out first place.

The balls are heavy. I find a #10. It is the lightest ball that I can get my fat little fingers in.
I pay more attention to the adorable little kids in the next lane than I do my own game. (is it called a game? don't answer that, I don't care)
I like the bowling shoes. I think they're kind of cute. I may get a pair to wear. Casual shoe day.
It creeps me out a little that many feet have been in these shoes. The guy says they sanitize them. It's ok.
I manage to get one strike! A strike! All the pins, first time! Woohoo! Woooooo hooooo! I celebrate so much that the little kids on the next lane come over and high five me!
Most of the time, it ends up in the gutter.
If they could set up a pin or two in the gutter I could get a higher score.
Not that I care.
We play three games.
And three pitchers of beer.
I think BH won twice and Ax won once.
I lost impressively all three times. Seriously. I don't remember the score. (hence the beer)

Then we head into the bar to watch tv and eat. I'm not all that hungry. I have fried mozzarella sticks and a coke. BH has fajitas and Ax has a burger, I think, and fries.
I don't have pictures. I don't bring my purse into Trevi. Lots of teens and, a, confused people picking up things that don't belong to them.

We go home and the boys decide on a few games of chess.
I don't know who wins. I go to bed.

Now I have decided not to blog my Saturday however I thought you'd appreciate how Ax dressed for the big golf game.
BH looked equally ridicules. I took a picture and now I can't find it.

No matter. He lost. The end.