Lockdown Day 15: What is Missed / Encierro Día 15: Lo Que Se Pierde

La versión español está después de la versión inglés.

THANK YOU ALL for your kind comments and helpful warnings (like, “take the elevator”). My ankle is significantly better today. I spent almost the entire day Saturday in bed with my foot elevated. Dudo was happy. I arose to be served lunch and dinner by San Geraldo while I elevated my foot on the divan. He even washed dishes. What a guy.

Today, although my ankle is still a bit swollen, I can walk on it without much of a hitch in my giddyup. I don’t plan to push my luck nor do I want to aggravate the injury, but the sun is shining, so I do plan to make at least one trip outside with recycling. Only the light bags. And with one hand free to hold the handrails.

I’ve found some photos from past years that I’ll share today to remind us all of what we’re missing during lockdown. Some you may have seen, some will be new to all of you. Thanks again and don’t forget to click the images — and watch your step.


GRACIAS A TODOS por sus amables comentarios y advertencias útiles (como “usar el ascensor”). Mi tobillo está significativamente mejor hoy. Pasé casi todo el día el sábado en la cama con el pie elevado. Dudo estaba feliz. Me levanté para que San Geraldo me sirviera el almuerzo y la cena mientras levantaba el pie en el diván. Incluso lavó los platos. Qué hombre.

Hoy, aunque mi tobillo todavía está un poco hinchado, puedo caminar sin mucho problema en mi paso. No planeo forzar mi suerte ni quiero agravar la lesión, pero el sol está brillando, así que planeo hacer al menos un viaje afuera con reciclaje. Solo las bolsas ligeras. Y con una mano libre para sujetar los pasamanos.

He encontrado algunas fotos de años pasados que compartiré hoy para recordarnos todo lo que nos falta durante el cierre. Algunos pueden haber visto, algunos serán nuevos para todos ustedes. Gracias de nuevo y no olvides hacer clic en las imágenes — y mira tus pasos.

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

36 thoughts on “Lockdown Day 15: What is Missed / Encierro Día 15: Lo Que Se Pierde”

  1. Good that your ankle is getting better. Be gentle with it for a few days and then you’ll be as fit as a fiddle!
    All those wonderful people will be back some day to continue to entertain us all……I know, not soon enough.
    Take care.

    1. Jim:
      Yep, I clearly need to be patient with my ankle. It’s still swollen and it’s turning all colors, but it’s feeling even better today. So, we’re getting there quickly. And, yes, all these “wonderful“ people will be back some day and I’ll once again be muttering under my breath “Go the $%!# home!”

    1. David:
      Oh, those animal prints. I remember seeing her by the port a few years ago. Breathtaking.

  2. Oh that animal print! That pop of blue in the hood(?) and the shoes gives the whole outfit some pizzazz! Oh I’ve missed the mixed prints and the *cough* beach bodies 🙂

    1. Deedles:
      I know! As if combining all those animal prints wasn’t enough, the addition of the blues AND the sneakers really did it.

    2. Deedles:
      Forgot to mention. I think the “hood” was a hijab, which didn’t really seem to synch with the stretch pants.

      1. Deedles:
        The guy playing volleyball in the photo next to the jungle animal in hijab and stretch pants? I saw HIM in stretch denim jeans. HE synched!

  3. Glad your ankle is doing better today, thanks to all of Dudo’s and San Geraldo’s devoted nursing. And a shout-out to the frozen baby peas too.

    1. Debra:
      And even better today. I’m hoping to go downstairs at least once today. We’ll see how the ankle holds up.

  4. OMB, grateful that spain is on lockdown so we DON’T have to see this! glad your ankle is feeling better; dudo is a good nurse.

    1. anne marie:
      Dudo just knows how to use a situation to his advantage. But he’s nice company.

  5. I’m trying this again!!! Mitchell, I’ve left you a couple of comments in the last week or so and they seem to be disappearing! 🙁

    I’m so glad your ankle is better. I think about you and San Geraldo often, and hope you’re both doing okay during this scary time. Be careful and take care of each other! xx

    1. Jennifer:
      Commenting can be so frustrating sometimes. You’d think it would be a simple thing for these browsers and services to enable. Also, WordPress had suddenly started sending a small number of comments to spam and it took me days to realize. Sorry about that! We’re being very good and we’re doing surprisingly well after more than 2 weeks on lockdown (and 2 more weeks to go, at least).

    1. Frank:
      Oh, there are A LOT! I’ve got some more pics I’ll share. I just don’t want to look too lecherous!

  6. You mean it was Dudo who washed the dishes? You truly are lucky with such an enterprising pet. Wish mine would do the same for me.

    1. Raybeard:
      Yeah, sure, Dudo washed the dishes. Right after he scooped his own damned litter box. He has STAFF for that.

    1. Steve:
      We get it all. A lot of the beach volley ball look, though, which can be very pleasing or very bad for one’s ego.

  7. Oh, my heavens!! I missed the ankle incident post — yikes! So glad you’re getting better, and it’s not broken. Holy cow!

    1. Judy C,
      The more I think about the accident, the more shocked (relieved) I am it wasn’t worse. Phew!

    1. Mistress Maddie:
      Sadly (or NOT; What do I care?) I think that’s simply the layer of fat below what he’s sporting that makes it look like there’s so much there).

  8. So glad your ankle is slowly returning to it’s old self.
    Mindfulness is the answer.
    I was told that this morning as I knocked my unshelled hard boiled egg into my lap with olive oil. Help me !
    Jim used to wear a black speedo, just saying.

    1. Ron:
      I’ll bet Jim could STILL wear that black Speedo very well. And aren’t WE birds of a feather (no Speedo pun intended)? You with your oily egg. I was Skyping yesterday and moved to elevate my foot on my desk again. But I missed. I hit the top of my foot on the understand of the glass and nearly made myself cry. Jeez!

      1. I was never aware of my ADD diagnosis courtesy Jimbo until his affirmation started making sense one day. Maybe that’s part of the stages of acceptance too ~ is realization. When I was in university on the swim team, this was the beginning of the Speedo introductions… I had the university colours clinging to my nether regions wondering if any one could see “Mr. P” or not LOL. After awhile it felt like a second skin and I never thought about it again. I always laugh when I here “straight” people make comments about speedos ~ jealousy me thinks! Winks!

      2. Ron:
        Dr. Jim knows… when it comes to you and diagnoses. The fact that Speedos are made fun of or embarrass people is silly to me. Especially when I see all the guys on the beach with gym shorts and other shorts rolled down below their hips and tucked into their crotches for more exposure to the sun. Please. And on warm days, they do the same thing because all that fabric is too hot. We’ve got nude beaches within 15 minutes by car in either direction. THAT to me is ideal.

Please share your thoughts...

%d bloggers like this: