Better olden times

 The purpose of this post is to begin tracking the impact of a twenty pound weight loss. 

Issues to address:  RLS - check on magnesium

Ankle pain, strengthen legs

Starting weight is 233.8

Asparagus and dog baths

Last night brought back a memory of my Dad cooking asparagus.  Fifty plus years ago when Chinese food was basically Cantonese cuisine, he discovered Szechuan and Hunan.  His time in China during WWII, and his befriending of many Asians here in the US, including the wife of my sister’s professor Dr. Tung, brought wonderful food experiences into our home.  My favorite was asparagus.  He started by washing the asparagus, melting a little butter in a sauté pan, putting the wet asparagus, plus a bit of water into the pan, covering it.  Cooked it covered, til the water evaporated then take the cover off and sauté the asparagus until the ends are crisp.  Absolutely yummy.

Eggs do explode

So this AM, I was making hard-boiled  eggs for egg salad.  Had my trusty hot plate and my rachel ray tiny pot.  (Btw, the color on the pot changes after u use it, especially at high temps).  Checked the date on the egg carton, all was well, covered the eggs w water and put them on my trusty hot plate to bring to a boil.  Mind was elsewhere, don’t know how much time had gone by.  Heard these noises, thought it was Lovie, called out to her.  More time went by.  Finally walked into the kitchen.  What a mess.  Will be quite awhile before I eat eggs again!

More white stuff

OK, i want to post a photo and can't .  Today is my second Tuesday with Mary!

Been awhile

Just killing time, really avoidance of going in to office.

Martha died tonight

She was the first truly beautiful woman I remember.  She sparkled and exuded sexuality.  She had a groupie - a young Lynbrook police officer who would sit outside her house in his car, talking with Martha.  My parents always said we never had to worry about crime.


Tonight, fifty years later a young Lynbrook  police officer sat outside her home in his police car, writing up reports.   One just knows when death is present.  The neighbors hid behind their doors, it is politeness, I think.  My voyeurism took hold and I had to see it to the end.  A small van arrived and one of the two men inside went into Martha's house.   The family inside milled around and a pair of old legs went up the stairs inside.  Then, the gentleman came out and the two got out a stretcher on wheels and what appeared to be heavy plastic to wrap her in.  In they went.

Fifteen minutes later she left her home of almost sixty years for the last time.  She was carried down the steps and then when level, the legs popped up on the stretcher.  The two men rolled it to the back of the small van and just rolled it in into the back.  There must have been tracks in the car bay because it glided in, the legs just folding up.


The driver took out a quite large bottle of something and I could see him rubbing his hands for a full 15 seconds.  I swear that i could smell the hand sanitizer from across the street and through the open windows of his car and my home.


The last time I saw her out and about was about five years ago in Noel's Garden Cottage.  It was Christmas, she was with her daughters, and dressed in a full lenghth mink  coat. She was still beautiful.


It is three hours later . . .

Martha's  house is dark now.

Joy, joy and more joy . . .

I cannot believe how much I am looking forward to retirement.  Gotta win that powerball tonight!