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30 October 2020

I received a call from Baxter Restoration telling me the spice rack will be delivered today. Normally, UPS and FedEx delivers around 2 pm in our neighborhood. It’s 4:17 at this time and I’m still waiting. I’m to call Robert back and let him know if I did or did not get the delivery. December calls to me for completion.

I feel somewhat better than my last post. The pandemic is much worse and the election is still driving me crazy but I seem to have gotten over the problem with the utility light. True to his word, the electrician for Dinnen Electric showed up the next day and installed the light.

Perhaps my mood improved because I totally ignored whether or not the electrician would show up and did my walk, my yoga stretches and my swim. I had no sooner gotten out of the pool and dried off when the phone rang about letting the guy come to the house to install. The moral of this story is to never put your life on hold waiting for someone else.

Since I can now see when I enter the utility room, I decided this would be a good day to start my deep clean. I started with the shelf high up on the west wall. I took every thing down which was mostly my camping equipment. I then remembered how much the insulation had decomposed and was falling out of the ceiling.

I spent the next couple of hours cutting down large garbage bags and tacking them up against the rafter to hold the insulation back. Several times I had to stand not only on the top rung of the ladder but the top handle of the ladder (it was made for that) to get up to the proper height and once I had to actually climb up onto the shelf. Luckily, even though fools rush in where angels fear to tread, some angel was looking out for me. I didn’t fall.

I was a sweaty mess that high up in the ceiling and had to take a shower and a long breather after that.

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After I got the insulation repaired, I then started the wipe down of the west wall of the shelf and the shelf itself and then started putting everything back into place.

As to the pandemic, not only did the U.S. hit a new high in new cases, but Florida passed 800,000 total cases. For the previous three days, the new case total was over 4,000 for each day and today the new case load is 5,592. More and more hospitals across the nation are filling up their isolation wards and ICU beds. However, I’m much relieved to know The Donald has now officially declared the pandemic over. Seriously folks, he’s trying to kill us all.

Our governor, Ron DeSantis seems to be trying to do the same. He’s cut back on testing – it skews the figures to make him look bad – and has decided all children must be back in class in January – no exceptions. Oh, and the data have been wrong all along, apparently manipulated to make the state look better. Some estimates from reliable sources suggest that instead of 17,000 dead in Florida, it may be as high as 25,000.

Halloween is tomorrow and I’m cutting off the front porch light to discourage trick or treaters. I usually buy a ton of candy and end of having to eat it all myself. Not this year. Years I don’t buy candy, they knock on my door in droves. Go figure.

Sunday I turn 72. I don’t feel 72 (except some mornings when I wake up) but I’ve noticed small things that indicate that indeed I am. My steps are not as bold when I walk, I can’t turn around very quickly or I lose my balance, and my stamina isn’t what it used to be last year. Considering this year’s events, I’m lucky to be here, lucky to have a home paid for and lucky to have a retirement account. Actually, I worked damned hard for all of that.

My song recommendation today is Chris Isaak’s “The End of Everything.” It’s a little dark but perhaps appropriate for today’s pandemic news.

28 October 2020

God! It’s so depressing. Not just the pandemic nor the election but life.

I finally finished the deep clean of the major parts of the house when I finished off my bedroom closet. I felt so good about that I decided I would tackle the utility room after all.

Since I hadn’t heard from Dinnen Electric, I called with a gentle reminder. The owner called me back and said that he had a pretty good quality LED light similar to the one in my utility room and someone would be out today. That led me to believe I might be able to start the utility room cleansing tomorrow.

When I was doing my morning chores, I remembered that one receptacle in the utility room was not working so I called Dinnen back and asked if they carried a receptacle on their truck and I had one that needed changing out. The bottom part of the receptacle worked but the top part did not. They assured me the truck would have one and that electrician would be a little later than they estimated. He was originally scheduled a little before noon. I said no problem.

The electrician showed up around 2:30 and immediately went to assess the LED overhead light. He said the transformer was bad and it would probably be more cost effective to replace the entire light. I agreed and told him the owner of Dinnen had told me they carried a replacement. Hint: miscommunication #1.

He then went to work on the receptacle where I plug the dryer. He worried with it a while and then came out and explained that the top receptacle was wired to a different multi-breaker than the bottom receptacle. He suggested replacing the old receptacle with two new receptacles where both the top and bottom of one would be on one multi-breaker and the top and bottom of the other would be on a different. I agreed and we both agreed the way it was originally wired was weird and we agreed we didn’t understand why.

Once he finished, he started to leave and I asked if the utility light worked since it was not on in the utility room. He said he’d have to order one. I was dumbfounded. It was already supposed to be on the truck because I had already had that conversation with the owner of Dinnen Electric. It was the prime reason for the electrician to show up. The receptacle issue was one I phoned in this morning to simply not take the company unawares that repair at my place now included two issues, not just one.

The electrician said if they have one in the warehouse he’d be back tomorrow. Hint: miscommunication # 2 – the owner and the electrician apparently didn’t get to talk to each other before being sent off to work today.

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This is such a silly little thing but I’ve learned over the years that it is silly little things that send me into a tailspin. I feel the onslaught.

I didn’t do my exercise yoga and swim this morning because I got up later than usual and didn’t want to be in the pool when the electrician arrived. It didn’t bother me when he later told me it would be later since I had already missed the exercise period.

Now, if he comes back tomorrow, I’ll probably have to readjust my schedule again, miss another opportunity to exercise (and I need the endorphins!). I’ve lost the opportunity to start the deep clean on the utility room – not that is such a great loss.

I then discovered that in re-wiring everything, he had removed the plug from the dryer which dropped behind the dryer. I had to pull that away from the wall to get to the plug and then re-insert it in the receptacle.

It all seems to snowball: the dishwasher flooding the cabinets and flooring, the stupid mistake of hiring a personal adjuster and the cost to get out of the contract, the string of delays in getting the flooring and cabinets, the right parts to the cabinets, the ordering of the uppers, the people traipsing through my house, my palm tree dying, the possibility of another dead palm, the leak around the vent of the water heater, the electrical snafu, the pandemic and the election with all the incessant text messages, phone calls, emails, and posts on Facebook and Instagram. It’s getting a bit much. I kinda want to crawl into a hole and not come out but then I realize that’s exactly where I’ve been since March.

I have no idea what I’ll do if Trump get re-elected in November. Four more years of his administration may make me reassess my U.S. citizenship.

My song recommendation is David Allan Coe’s “A Sad Country Song.”

Stay tuned and stay safe!

22 October 2020

Ever had one of those days? I had to forego my walk this morning because I was waiting on the painters who said they would show up around 8-9 am. They showed around 10:00. The excuse was finding something to repair the two small chips in the formica around the sink.

While waiting for the painters I heard this insistent beeping. At first, I thought it was part of the background noise of a podcast I was listening to since most podcasters broadcast from home during the pandemic. It was not the podcast. It was a moisture detector next to the water heater.

The vent pipe to the ceiling and roof sometimes leaks if the tar gets brittle. It was dripping rain onto the top of the water heater. So it was up on the roof with the “liquid” tar. That meant back the jeep out of the garage, find the tar patch, get the ladder out, and climb up on the roof and dodge the lizard droppings.

Actually, the roof around the pipe didn’t look like it needed patching but I patched it anyway. It may have simply been the large downpour we had earlier this morning. Keep your fingers crossed.

Oh, did I mention that the light in the utility room didn’t work. Several years ago, Dinnen Electric, my go-to electrical company, replaced a regular florescent light in the utility room with a new LED. It was supposed to last a very long time. I got up on the ladder to check it out and I have no idea what I was seeing. It was a mystery to me as to how that thing worked. I ended up calling Dinnen Electric to schedule an appointment for them to show up.

The painters finished the touch up job which was really a repainting of two walls in the kitchen, repaired the chips in the countertop and left around 12:00 pm. They asked about re-hanging the photos and other wall paraphernalia but I shooed them out the door and did it myself. More climbing on a step stool.

Around 12:30, Robert of Baxter Restoration showed up to check the work. He asked if I was satisfied and I said yes so then he proceeds to ask me to sign off on the job. I said no. Citizens Insurance already told me not to sign anything until the spice rack was in.

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I think it shook Robert up about the negative response from me. He started mumbling about calling Citizens, his company, etc. and even mentioned a lien on the house. It was like news to him the spice rack was a problem. Finally, he got his equilibrium back and said he would check on the order immediately and let me know. I’m still waiting. Before he left, he re-took measurements which makes me think it was never ordered. Oh well.

Robert keeps telling me to expect the spice rack delivery any second and maybe after he determines it hasn’t been ordered, I will get it one day. Remember my December completion estimate?

After the morning rain, it’s been relatively sunny but flood warnings for the area keep popping up on my phone and it’s again looking nasty outside.

I at least made lunch, read a little and took a short nap. I’m now waiting for a Publix delivery. What’s so strange about Publix is you can order one item one week and the next week, it’s like they’ve never heard of that item before even though it is on their web site. I suspect it isn’t Publix but the shopper who gives up too quickly if they cannot find an item. I’m sure the more orders they “complete” the more they make and they don’t spend too much time on finding one single item.

Tonight is home made macaroni and cheese. I don’t need the cheese but I need comfort food after this day.

The suggested song today is “Up on the Roof” by the Drifters.

Stay tuned and stay safe!

21 October 2020

It looks like I’ll need to build an ark. It’s rained all day and mostly hard. We’ve been under constant flood warnings and storm warnings the entire day, all of last night, and probably for all of tomorrow.

Some of you know I live just off a finger canal. My neighborhood probably has as many as the Las Olas area of Fort Lauderdale (known as the Venice of America). All of the canals connect to the New River which connects to the ocean. In very high storm surges, I always figured we might get high water in my neighborhood.

During one of the last hurricane possibilities several years ago, I panicked and purchased an inflatable raft. I’ve never used it but I might have to dust the thing off and pump it full of air. My street never seems to flood in heavy downpours but it has more water on it now than I’ve ever seen.

In any event, it feels like I’m in the Pacific Northwest with all this rain. That costal area of the country is classified as a temperate rainforest, it gets so much rain.

Because of the rain (and high winds) I had to saw up two Bismarckia palm fronds. That always a chore and the even bigger chore is stuffing the fronds into the yard waste bin.

Also, the pool was chock full of leaves. It took me a good 30 minutes to get enough of them out of the pool that it wouldn’t foul the pool pump when it turns on this afternoon. The water level in the pool is at an all time high. Unfortunately, because of all the rain and lightning, I’ve not been able to get back into the pool for the last week.

Baxter Restoration showed up at 10:30 this morning and Robert introduced me to two painters who would show up tomorrow between 8 and 9 am to do the final touch up of the paint in the kitchen.

Robert then headed to the nearest home depot to pick up some gray caulk. Where they removed the dishwasher to treat the walls behind it, the countertop sagged a little away from the backsplash. Robert returned and shimmied the countertop back into position and then put down caulk where the backsplash and the countertop met. I figure that dishwasher has been moved more times than someone on Exlax. That’s the final thing for the renovation except the damn spice rack pull out has still not shown up.

When they removed the upper cabinet over the stove earlier this year, they damaged one of the track lights. I ordered a replacement online but it came damaged due to shipping. When I called the company, they, with no questions asked, replaced the light free of charge and didn’t even require me to send the damaged light back to them. I managed that installation today.

Last night I had a craving for pizza. My friend John loaned/gave me a pizza steel for my oven. I have a pretty good recipe for pizza dough and so I gathered the ingredients and ate half of the entire thing last night. I put on green chilis, artichoke hearts, onions, black olives and mozzarella. It turned out pretty good. The only problem is I have to let the pizza steel cool overnight and then scrape it off with a razor blade the next day. That steel makes for a very crispy crust.

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I think the first pizza I ever ate was as a freshman at Ole Miss in the old student union building. It was a multi-use building that had the post office for campus, a burger/pizza joint, a massive lobby, and student government rooms.

During the 60’s, Ole Miss had a tradition of “everybody speaks.” My experience was no one actually spoke to one another. However, in the spring, they produced a soap box in front of the student union and students could get up and speak their mind on any topic. Some of the topics were pretty interesting but many of the others were farcical.

I never will forget one speaker. He was a mathematical genius. His math professor had to ask him not to take the final and take a zero on it because his class scores were so high it destroyed the curve and everyone else in the class would fail if he didn’t.

He got up on the box and started talking about racial issues at Ole Miss and how racism was ingrained in the institution (1966 wasn’t that far removed from James Meridith’s enrollment). I remember students throwing coins at him. He must have been either very poor or very practical because he jumped off the box to pick up the coins.

A more interesting place was the second floor men’s room of the student union. Someone wrote above the urinal “Why?” Someone later wrote “Because.” That started a year long philosophical discussion. It covered the wall over the urinal, down the side of the partition that separated the toilets, inside the toilet walls, on the doors, across the other walls in the bathroom. By the end of the second semester, the entire room was covered in a philosophical discussion where anyone could participate. It ended at the light switch as you walked into the room near the door. More amazingly, physical plant never erased it for that semester. At the end of the academic year, they repainted the walls.

Anyway, back to the student union. Who ever the post master was there was amazing. If I had a package, I’d walk to the window and he would look carefully at me and give me my box number and name without ever looking at the slip. He apparently had a photographic memory and knew every one of the 8,000 students who had a post office box on campus. By the way, my box number was 68539. Every so often I have dreams where I forgot the combination of the box and I couldn’t get it open to get my mail.

William Faulkner once served as postmaster at Ole Miss but apparently he wasn’t so into his job.

Since I had company coming today to work on the kitchen, I didn’t bother with cleaning my bedroom or bedroom closet. I probably won’t get around to that tomorrow either since they’ll be back again. In reality, I needed a couple of days off of the cleaning.

My song recommendation for today relates to the virtual completion of my renovation. It’s Leonard Cohen’s “Hallelujah!”

Stay tuned and stay safe!

19 October 2020

It’s come to this. There were dueling data in today’s Sun-Sentinel. Two sets of figures for the number of positive cases in two separate columns. In all fairness, one set reported was yesterday’s figures but I suspect the casual reader thought they had lost their mind.

It’s rained all day long. I didn’t get my walk but I forced myself to do my yoga stretches. Then it was off to tackle the guest bedroom. I must have had a spurt of energy after the yoga because I got everything off the walls, the walls washed, pictures cleaned and back on the walls, the curtains washed and dried and re-hung. Every CD was removed and the shelves deep cleaned along with the books in the book case.

Tomorrow, if I’m still here and not too sore, I intend to tackle the closet of the guest room. It’s full of camping gear and I have been putting off that chore for a while. I can actually see some light at the end of the tunnel – hopefully not an oncoming train – and only have that closet, my closet and bedroom to go and I will have cleaned the entire living space. I’m gonna leave the utility room alone. Some things are best not disturbed.

I even had energy today to cook a masala and curry dish that has coconut milk, onion, ginger, jalapeño, bell peppers, carrots, and diced tomatoes. It’s an Emeril Lagasse recipe I’ve done before. I’ll serve it over a bed of Basmati rice.

Looks like I will have plenty of time tomorrow to do my cleaning. We have four more straight days of rains predicted for South Florida. I figure I can always gather mushrooms in peoples’ yards for my veggie diet.

Today was the first day for early voting and apparently the lines were extremely long regardless of the downpours. The rain did not seem to discourage the voters one bit. Broward county typically provides a 250,000 vote buffer for any Democrat running for state or national office. Unfortunately, Broward county also has one of the lowest participation totals for the state of Florida. If the county voted with higher participation, it would probably mean a 350,000 vote buffer. The good news is the supervisor of elections is predicting an 80% turnout. We typically barely make 60%.

I remember when Morton, Mississippi voted on a bond issue for the local school (reminds me of the adage that all politics are local). The school hyped it with the students and encouraged students to encourage townspeople to vote for the bond issue. I can tell you the townspeople I spoke to about it were not impressed. It went down into defeat.

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I remember one night the count went into the early morning before all the votes were counted. It was very civilized, no one contested anything because it was their neighbors doing the counting. However, it was during that age of poll tax where blacks were excluded.

In Mississippi at that time, the real power, politically, belonged to the sheriff and to the county supervisors. If you wanted your road graded or your street paved, you called your supervisor. If you wanted to sell illegal liquor, you got friendly with the sheriff. It was discovered much later that most sheriffs were making more than the President of the United States, which at that time was $200k a year.

One supervisor who had never been beat had a simple method of campaigning. He would walk around and hand people a single card with only his name on the front in big, bold letters and the office he was running for on the back. It was always accompanied by a handshake and a smile. I don’t think he was ever beaten in an election – simply retired. Sometimes simpler is better. By the way, he always responded to anyone who called him with a problem and didn’t ask what party they belonged to. In Mississippi at the time, the only real party was the Democratic Party. It was only after Lyndon Johnson passed the civil rights bill that Mississippi started going Republican.

The one real exception to that was Jamie Whitten, a Congressman for northern Mississippi. He was a Roosevelt New Deal Democrat and I don’t think he was ever beaten even when the rest of the state had turned Republican. They always voted for Whitten. He was instrumental in establishing and supporting TVA which still gets northern Mississippi lower electric bills than the rest of the state.

My song recommendation today is “Stormy Weather” by Etta James. It seems to fit nicely.

Stay tuned and stay safe!

18 October 2020

I purchased this house in 1994 and moved in January 1995. I’ll soon start my 27th year in this place, the longest I’ve lived anywhere, anytime. I started thinking of how I divided my chores when I first moved in. On Saturday, I would clean the pool, the pool filter, the pool deck, the patio, and then move on to cleaning the house and washing clothes. It wasn’t unusual for me to mow the yard on Saturday if it didn’t rain.

After a while, the mowing got shifted to Sunday. Then the pool work got shifted to Friday. Now I don’t even mow. My next door neighbor does it for me and I’ve learned to not do yoga, not swim laps in the pool on Sunday.

So, it was with expectation that I anticipated a day off today. Not so. I ended up doing a top to bottom cleaning of the bathroom, the wall paper, the tiles, the grout, the tub, framed pictures, etc. After a quick lunch and a little reading, I put the curtains back up in the living room. I had to order a new rod and bracts for the rod. At least these new curtain items seem pretty substantial. Of course, it was a lot of drilling, screwing, going up and down a step stool, and arranging the curtains after they were hung. That was in addition to cleaning up the mess I made with the drilling and screwing.

The one thing I did notice was my biceps didn’t like the motion of turning a screw driver when I mounted the curtain brackets.

Yesterday was the day I tackled the hallway. I took everything out of the linen closet, washed the walls, cleaned the shelves, and put everything back. Then I did the walls of the hallway. I removed all the pictures (5) and cleaned the frames and the glass and reinstalled. The only thing left is my bedroom and bedroom closet and the guest room and guest room closet. Both will be multiple day jobs!

Next up to to make some more humus for my veggie lunches.

Yesterday, Florida jumped from a little over 2,000 cases to 4, 044 cases. Today, it’s back down to 2,000 plus. It seems someone has plugged the state of Florida into a sine wave generator and the only real difference is the amplitude of the sine wave.

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I’ve gotten a little creative with my veggie dinners. I had left over angel hair pasta and to go with that I sautéed some onions and garlic, added artichoke hearts, spinach, lemon juice and cream. Then I added the pasta and mixed well. It turned out pretty tasty. I haven’t lost any more weight and I’m back to my normal 175 lbs but at least I haven’t gone above that. I still don’t really miss meat or fish.

One of the photographs sent to me by my niece was a monument to the 32nd Infantry of the U.S. Army. That was my Dad’s division in WWII in the Pacific. He ended up as a Captain in that division. The 32nd was made up mostly of people from Michigan and Wisconsin. I’m sure everyone thought my Dad’s southern accent was a little difficult to understand.

They fought in the Papuan campaign, New Guinea, and the Philippines in some of the most fierce fighting of WWII. For a while, in the Papuan campaign, the 32nd under MacArthur was the only action in the Pacific. In the New Guinea campaign, the Buna battle was extreme.

After he retired, he reconnected with a veterans group of the 32nd and on a couple of occasions, former comrades of his came to visit him in Pulaski. I felt he must have had a significant impact on their lives in a time of war that they would want to come visit. They still called him Captain.

I remember one visitor in particular named Schmidt. It seems Schmidt was from the family that makes the famous spice cookies of the holidays. Every year Dad would get a box of those cookies. He always saved some of them for me.

My song recommendation is “The Pacific Boils Over” from the album Victory at Sea conducted by Robert Russell Bennett.

Stay tuned and stay safe!

7 October 2020

Finally! I’m beginning to get my kitchen back together! I unpacked all but two boxes (canned goods) and managed to get the upper cabinet shelves adjusted to proper height and the glassware back in place. In addition, I gave the upper cabinets a wash down – the dust is unbelievable. That took most of the afternoon but I have a semi-functional kitchen at this point.

I’m still waiting for a shipment from KraftMaid for the proper drawer stops (the company sent the new pull out drawers with the old stops attached which will not engage with the rails. Nor have I received my spice rack pull out nor the replacement glass door. All have been promised and all have, theoretically, been shipped.

A huge amount of cardboard from the cabinets was put out for bulk trash pickup today and Baxter Restoration came by Tuesday and picked up most of their tools. I can now park the jeep in the garage once again. It looked so forlorn sitting out on the swale.

It seems this renovation project may actually be drawing to a close. Keep your fingers crossed for me.

On Tuesday, I drove to Broward College, South Campus, my old campus, to meet with Debbie, the lab manager. This was the first time I have returned to campus in five years. Debbie and I are old friends from my teaching time and she always bent over backwards to make sure our labs were prepped correctly. It was good to see her!

It seems she has been put in charge of putting the Wall of Fame on the Science Department web site. We started the Wall of Fame many years ago as a means of recognizing students who had gone on and become successful – whether in the science field or not. The department chair at the time approved a budget to have a framed photo made, a didactic (in the museum sense of the word) of their bio placed next to their photo for display to incoming students.

We tied the award to our Science luncheon where we welcomed science majors. Student Life would approve a small budget for food and drink and we always got great attendance, particularly when book publishers provided door prizes to the students.

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We’ve had such success with it. One student was given a full scholarship for his entire medical school career at the University of Miami, another went to Harvard, another got a PhD in biochemistry from Penn State, another went on to a master’s degree at the University of Florida and eventually into politics, and another ended up getting a master’s degree in physicians assistant [rpgra, at UF and working for a well known and regarded pulmonologist – to the point when the pulmonologist moved, he took the PA with him. I think by the time I left we had at least 15 former students on our Wall of Fame.

I’m glad to see they are including the old members of the Wall of Fame on their web site. Of course, when they moved to the new science building, they failed to take the existing Wall of Fame with them and have lost all the information.

When Debbie texted me about it, I looked through a bunch of old CD’s I made as a backup to my college computer and luckily, we found all the bios that were made into didactics. She should be able to pull all those together. There were a few photos on the disk I left with her and I found another photo I emailed her. I’m not sure they will be able to completely restore the original wall but I certainly hope so.

I had an energy boost today. I did my walk, my yoga, my long set of laps in the pool and eventually got around to my bike ride (around 3.7 miles). All of that added to climbing up and down a step stool putting things away in the upper cabinet. To be honest, the step stool part was the hardest. Actually, keeping from falling off the step stool was the hardest.

My biceps still reminds me of the surgery every day. It gets better, it doesn’t ache like it used to, and I have learned to ease up on it when it gets noisy.

So, the president has Corona. He still refuses to wear a mask. He still plans on the debate and to continue to campaign. I fear for him, for the people around him, but mostly, I fear for our republic.

In tribute to Johnny Nash, I recommend “I Can See Clearly Now.” Hopefully, Trump will be able to also. I really love this song.

Stay tuned and stay safe!

2 October 2020

Karma can be a bitch. Not sure why someone would think they could hold mass rallies without a mask and not become infected with Covid-19. Perhaps now the gentleman in the White House will take the pandemic a little more seriously. It’s beginning to look like the entire presidential staff is testing positive.

As I start writing today’s blog, it is raining. Again. We’ve been under coastal flood watch for the last three days. This looks like it is setting in for the day and it’s only 1:45 pm. At least I got my walk, yoga, and swim in before the deluge. It was also pool filter cleaning day. Tomorrow is really exciting – clean house and wash clothes. Such are the times in a pandemic. Oh wait, I was doing this stuff before the pandemic.

Today was supposed to be the last day of work on the kitchen other than touch up paint on Monday. As Danny worked to install the pull out drawers, he discovered the lock mechanism did not fit the rails the drawers slide upon. I doubt Home Depot sells the proper drawer locks (they prevent the drawer from being pulled all the way out and onto the floor). That means waiting for a shipment of the locks (2 per drawer) from KraftMaid. Remember, I said December.

Robert of Baxter Restoration is going to try to find the locks from a store in Pompano Beach. He thinks they have them. If he gets there and gets back with them today, we may be on schedule to finish everything by Monday.

The latest problem is Danny can’t find the pegs that fit into the sides of the cabinet to hold up the shelves. That box may have been tossed with a lot of other cardboard boxes at the beginning of the week.

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I will admit the new rails for the drawers are far more substantial than the old rails. The last few years, the plastic pieces on the old rails were breaking off and I was having to jury rig a method of reattaching the rails to the walls of the cabinet. These new rails look like they will outlast me.

I made an attempt at home made humus yesterday using an Ina Garten recipe. It’s pretty simple. I used two 15 oz. cans of chickpeas, drained and reserving the liquid, 4 cloves of garlic, the juice of two lemons, 8-10 dashes of Tabasco and putting the whole thing in a food processor until smooth. You add a little of the liquid of the chick peas to get the consistency you desire. It worked like a charm, and true to Ina’s word, it tastes better than the stuff you purchase at the grocery.

I use this stuff with just about everything, but especially for wraps. I smear a glob on the wrap and add whatever protein source I have like vegan “chicken” tenders” and add whatever I have: pickles, onions, spinach leaves, tomatoes, etc. and then wrap tightly. It makes a nice, light lunch. Then I undo all the good with either bite size Snicker bars, coffee ice cream or my caramel corn.

I guess since I wrote about camping in yesterday’s post it was inevitable that I have dreams about camping. The problem was I went to bed around 10:30 pm and waked at 12:30 am. It took a couple of hours to get back to sleep. According to my sleep monitoring app, I’m 48% under target for a three day period. That includes a 3 hour and 10 minute sleep on Wednesday night. Amazingly, it says I got 7 hours and 35 minutes sleep last night. I don’t buy that. I was awake from 12:30 am until 2:30 am and it shows I was asleep for part of that time. My CBD gummies can’t get here soon enough (scheduled for delivery tomorrow).

My song recommendation today is Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young’s “Teach Your Children.” Hopefully The Donald has taught his “children” something about Covid.

Stay tuned and stay safe!

30 September 2020

I now have a month of posts on the topics of pandemics, tendons and renovations. I guess that’s appropriate since I wrote a bunch of checks today and wrote 30 October instead of 30 September. Subconsciously, I must want to get October over with and have the election over and done.

Speaking of the election, I checked the Supervisor of Elections’ website for Broward and my mail-in ballot was received and tallied as of today. Considering I sent it in on 27 September, that’s pretty efficient.

Also speaking of the election, I did not watch the debate last night. I figured it for a pissing contest and apparently I was correct. Friends were texting one another with their comments during the debate and as one commentator said on the air “It was a total shit show.” Wonder what the FCC will do about that?

I also got a break from cabinet installation today. The last two days took a toll on me. I did run one errand but otherwise stayed in my bedroom or the computer room with the door closed. The installers were sometimes wearing their masks and sometimes not.

In theory they’ll be back tomorrow and Friday and hopefully finish the installation on Friday – except we are still missing two key pieces – one glass door for the upper center cabinet and the spice rack pull-out by the stove. I’ve also noticed they need to repaint where the upper right cabinet comes in contact with the wall.

Since I had a break from the installation, I managed a 2 mile walk, my yoga stretches and 1/2 of my swim routine. I usually try to do 40 minutes in the pool but only did 20 today. I’ll need to work my way back to 40 minutes again. I’ve decided that come hell or high water I’ll continue my exercises regardless of the installation. Otherwise, I get mopey.

Again with the downpour today and again with twinges to my tendon. The monsoon season is not over yet. My tendon is getting to be a better weather forecaster than the National Weather Service.

Again with the 3 am wide awake. I read a little, tried to go back to sleep but finally got up around 5:30.

Years ago when I lived in a garage apartment on Funston Street in Hollywood, Florida, I waked to a guy standing over me going through my wallet. I shouted at him and he pointed something at me and said “I shoot you!” three times. I admit to changing my attitude quickly at that point. That was 2 am. For years, I would wake at 2 am and eventually get back to sleep. Looks like I changed over for day light savings time. I wonder if on November 1st, I’ll start waking at 2 am again?

I’ve been trying new vegetarian dishes during the pandemic and one of my favorites is Lebanese green beans with cardamon, coriander, cinnamon, cumin, and nutmeg. You add a couple of diced shallots and I used diced tomatoes and the reserved juice.

I cooked that for tonight and have added Harissa potatoes. You basically cube the potatoes in one inch pieces and coat them with olive oil and bake for 50 minutes, stirring once about half way. Then you add one more tablespoon of olive oil to a pan along with 5 tablespoons Harissa and coat the potatoes, rebake for another 10 minutes and then add back to the bowl and re-coat, salt and pepper and serve.

Something seems to be working because I’m again down 10 pounds.

My cousin Jimmie sent me a photo today of her “wedding” picture at 5 years old. Very cute. I’m not sure this was the circumstance I’m about to relate but her Dad, my Great Uncle James, married us one time with cigar bands. He owned the Shell station in town and they, like many places back then, sold everything, including cigars. He would sometimes chew on one. I don’t think I ever saw Uncle James smoke one. Anyway, he would slip off the cigar band and typically throw them away.

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Apparently, Jimmie and I wanted to get married, so he pulled off two cigar bands and promptly married us. Wonder what happened to our “wedding rings?” Does Stephen know Jimmie and I are married?

Another thing they sold at the Shell station was hoop cheese. It was a huge wheel of cheese – probably not as big as I remember – but absolutely delicious. Aunt Mabel would often cut off a piece for Jimmie and me and she’d open up some saltine crackers and we could make a meal off that after school. Towards the end of the wheel, it wasn’t very good but if the wheel was new, it was almost gooey. I assume it was either American or cheddar.

I’m so old that I remember when the only soap available was either the lye soap my paternal grandmother made or Ivory bar soap. Sliced bread was rather unique also. Most people made their own bread. I remember when Wonder bread came on the market in our area of Mississippi and to this day, there are certain things that just taste better on Wonder bread.

Aunt Mabel often ran the Shell station and Jimmie and I would head there after school. We’d play in the back part of the station that was mostly storage but every so often we’d approach Aunt Mabel with pleading eyes. Invariably, she gave in and treated us to a candy bar (five cents and bigger than they are today).

Jimmie and I have had long conversations about how we pretty much survived on cokes (5 cents) and potato chips and candy bars. Let’s just say we didn’t have a real balanced diet. One year, Coca Cola ran a contest where you could obtain a map of the 48 states. They printed a state on the underside of the bottle cap. If you collected all 48 states’ bottle caps, they gave you a case of coke. Let’s just say this was not the most intelligent decision the company made. I think Jimmie and I both got a couple of free cases off the company.

Often, we would go behind the Shell station where there was a huge hill leading down to the back of the station. We would cut vines (hopefully not poison ivy) and swing like Tarzan and Jane through the terrain. After you cut a vine at the bottom, the vine dies. Sometimes, when you were swinging out over the terrain, the vine gave up the ghost and would pull out from the tree canopy and we got a rude landing.

A lot of my life is tied up with Jimmie, her sisters Jo and Jean, Aunt Mabel and Uncle James. Truth be told, most of my “good times” were with them and I suspect I may not have survived my childhood without their support.

Aunt Mabel taught us how to play canasta and bridge. As fairly young kids (9th or 10th grade) we’d stay up until two or three in the morning playing cards. Aunt Mabel had an old card table that was rickety. Either she or Uncle James had put old car tags in the corner of the card table to give it some stability. Invariably, Jimmie or I would get too excited during the card game and we’d hit the table with our knees and a card tag would come crashing to the floor. It certainly would get your attention and liven up the game.

What I really appreciate about Aunt Mabel was she would not take any guff from me. She was quick to call me down if I exhibited any bad behavior or any attitude. A couple of times she would end the card games to show us who was boss. Most of the times it was Jimmie, me and Aunt Mabel. When we played bridge, we always played with a dummy (three handed bridge where whoever wins the bid gets to also play the “dummy” hand). And have you ever played canasta with four decks?

The talk ranged from literature, music, history to politics. I probably learned more playing canasta and bridge with Jimmie and Aunt Mabel than I did in any classroom. I remember very intense discussions and arguments. I learned how to defend a view point and also listen to an opposing one.

Perhaps Trump and Biden need to learn to play canasta and three handed bridge with someone like Aunt Mabel who won’t put up with their guff.

Stay tuned and stay safe!

27 September 2020

I’m officially living out of boxes again.

I had to box everything up when they pulled out the lower cabinets and installed the new ones. Today, I took everything out of the upper cabinets and boxed what I could until I ran out of boxes. Then I took everything out of the lower cabinets.

Then I stored what I couldn’t box somewhere in the living room: chairs, couch, coffee table.

I had to take everything out of the new lower cabinets again since they need to install the pull out drawers. How did we survive without this modern convenience? Literally, I had to get down on my hands and knees to access the material back in the fartherest reach of the lower cabinets. It’s gotten to where I can hardly get down that low in the narrow galley kitchen I have and particularly difficult getting back up. Of all the features of the cabinets, the pull out drawers are the best. That galley kitchen is so narrow that if I bend over too far, I bump my butt on the opposite counter and get knocked forward into the other cabinet!

UPS delivered a package on Saturday that I assumed were the glass doors for the center cabinet. I texted Robert of Baxter Restoration that it had arrived. He asked me to open the box and check which I thought rather strange. It clearly had marked on the box glass cabinet door. It was a good thing I did. It was only one of two doors. I assume the second door will arrive tomorrow?

Robert swears they will appear on my doorstep sometime between 8:30 am and 9:30 am to start ripping out the old and installing the new. Any bets?

Covid positive test rates continue to yoyo. Yesterday they were up from the day before, today they are down. What was frightful yesterday was watching a few of the college games and seeing so many people in the stands watching the game. The first full day of college football was yesterday, September 26th. Mark your calendars two weeks from now and check the Covid positive rate in your state.

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My ballot came in the mail on Saturday. I had already printed out the sample ballot for my precinct and so it was a simple thing to fill out the official ballot. I’m going to take a chance and put it in the mail tomorrow. I would drop it off at a voting box but when I go to the Broward Supervisor of Elections web site, they don’t list any locations for voting boxes. I can wait until October 19 when early voting begins and drop it at an early voting site, but I don’t want to wait that long. Broward counts all mail-in ballots as they come in. I can also check on their web site to see if they received my ballot, and a day or two after see if they counted my vote. That will give me enough time to check on the ballot and perhaps vote in the general election if they lose the mail-in.

Another reason I am taking a chance with the mail is that the ballots went out on Wednesday of last week and it appeared in my box on Saturday so it seems our local post offices are taking the voting process seriously.

For the past few months, I’ve been craving home made caramel corn (Crackerjacks). My first batch two months ago had some burned kernels of popped corn. Good but not great.

My second batch about about a month ago was good, no burned kernels, but not enough salt.

My third batch yesterday is pretty good. By now, my desire for caramel corn is waning but I plan to eat the two gallon baggies that I currently have anyway.

Sometime in June (or was it July) I went vegetarian. Other than trying to use up the last little bit of meat in the freezer (very little) I’ve stuck with it and haven’t missed meat at all. I try to eat as much fruit as possible, as many grains and legumes as I can and I really like how I’ve lost weight with the diet. My official doctor’s weigh in is I lost 6 pounds. My home scale (where I weigh sans clothes) I’ve lost 10 pounds. I’ve actually put back on 3 of those but I really do feel better.

The one negative consequence seems to be loss of energy. However, that could be due to my restless nights, the pandemic, the election, etc., etc., etc. One positive result seems to be I have less body odor. In South Florida, all you have to do is walk outside and you break into a sweat. After my walk, I used to notice a distinctive body odor. Now, when I finish my walk, I don’t detect it. So, either I have Covid or there’s something about my diet that is decreasing that problem.

I read several years ago that during the Vietnam war, Viet Cong could smell American soldiers before they saw them or heard them. It supposedly had something to do with the meat in the diet of Americans which was rich in amines. Maybe there is something to that.

Stay tuned and stay safe!