7 November 2024
I may have overdone it yesterday with both the walk and house cleaning. I’m low energy today even though I feel good. I didn’t walk this morning so I’ll take the rest of the day easy.
Last night’s movie was As Good As It Gets with Jack Nicholson, Helen Hunt, Greg Kinnear and Cuba Gooding. All four put in excellent performances and Nicholson and Hunt won Oscars for best actors of 1997. Nicholson spews a lot of hatred before coming around to be the softy he is. Hunt steers him in a better direction and Kinnear provides the foil for those two. There are lots of gasps from what spews from Nicholson’s character and lots of laughs all along the way. Tucker was represented by Kinnear’s dog Verdell.
I’ve been negligent in checking in with my friends so I made contact with Tom. He’s got a new physical therapist that is gung ho. I called Judith next and Chris is scheduled for surgery on Monday. Hopefully, the surgery will be a success. Sometimes, I forget to make a simple phone call.
I’m tired of politics and intend to take a break from all of it for a while. It was different when there was Chet Huntley, David Brinkley, and Walter Cronkite. You weren’t bombarded 24/7 with ads, speeches, and nonsense. They read the news of the day and did not opine one way or the other – at least not until Walter Cronkite criticized the Viet Nam conflict. Lyndon Johnson espoused that if he had lost Cronkite, there wasn’t much hope with the American people – such was the respect Cronkite was held.
I enjoy reminiscing in the past but don’t feel regret we are not back in the “good old days.” Trust me, everything wasn’t as good as we sometimes think we remember. I tend to be one who looks towards the future. Sometimes, I get sidetracked. I tell people that the chemo seems to have aged me 10 years. That doesn’t mean I don’t still try to look forward while remembering the past.
Tonight is dinner with Michel and Nancy – our postponed group birthday celebration. At least I don’t have diarrhea today.
Stay tuned!