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IT’S TIME FOR ME TO get back to work on the terrace (and hallway) plants. One hibiscus actually has more than one open flower. Maybe I’m doing something right. I won’t be disturbing Moose and Dudo from their near-constant lookout post on the table. They’ve been asleep all day in San Geraldo’s air-conditioned office. The doves haven’t returned, but that doesn’t discourage the boys from trying.
Someone has spent the last few afternoons at the beach with a watermelon umbrella and watermelon inflatable. I love it, although I’d get a watermelon beach towel and bathing suit, too. (And I would be so happy if everyone who joined me would do the same.)
I’ve been trying to make an appointment with our private doctor. I’m overdue for bloodwork. Online appointments aren’t working. If I could get through by phone, the service would I know be great, but I’ve sat on hold for 10 minutes two different times today, so I might just take a walk over to the medical center. It’s less than 20 minutes and any excuse for another walk is fine with me.
I still haven’t gotten behind the wheel of our car, but I have to go to the orthodontist tomorrow mid-day (my plastic retainers have both cracked) and I plan to drive myself there. Isn’t that exciting? Does anyone else with plastic retainers break them so regularly?
My head is healing up nicely. I’ve now filed my fingernails so short that I’d say it’s not possible to scratch myself, but as my friend Susan recently told me, “It takes real skill to choke on air, fall up stairs, and trip over completely nothing. I have that skill. And I think you do, too.” Susan’s the one who slipped on a cat rug and added three new cracks to her ass.
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ES HORA DE QUE VUELVA a trabajar en las plantas de la terraza (y el pasillo). En realidad, un hibisco tiene más de una flor abierta. Quizás estoy haciendo algo bien. No molestaré a Moose y Dudo desde su puesto de vigilancia casi constante sobre la mesa. Han estado durmiendo todo el día en la oficina con aire acondicionado de San Geraldo. Las palomas no han regresado, pero eso no desanima a los chicos de intentarlo.
Alguien ha pasado las últimas tardes en la playa con una sombrilla de sandía y un inflable de sandía. Me encanta, aunque también recibiría una toalla de playa de sandía y un traje de baño. (Y estaría muy feliz si todos los que se unieron a mí hicieran lo mismo).
Intenté concertar una cita con nuestro médico privado. Estoy atrasado para los análisis de sangre. Las citas en línea no funcionan. Si pudiera comunicarme por teléfono, el servicio sería excelente, pero hoy me he quedado en espera durante 10 minutos en dos momentos diferentes, así que podría dar un paseo hasta el centro médico. Son menos de 20 minutos y cualquier excusa para otro paseo.
Todavía no me he puesto al volante de nuestro automóvil, pero tengo que ir al ortodoncista mañana al mediodía (mis retenedores de plástico se han roto) y planeo conducir yo mismo hasta allí. ¿No es eso emocionante? ¿Alguien más con retenedores de plástico los rompe con tanta frecuencia?
Mi cabeza se está recuperando muy bien. Ahora me he cortado las uñas tan cortas que diría que no es posible rascarme, pero como mi amiga Susan me dijo recientemente: “Se necesita mucha habilidad para atragantarse con el aire, caer por las escaleras arriba, y tropezar con nada. Yo tengo esa habilidad. Y creo que tú también lo haces”. Susan es la que se resbaló en una alfombra de gato y agregó tres nuevas grietas a su trasero.
• Miercoles por la tarde.
• El ungüento ayuda durante la noche. Y el vendaje encajaba perfectamente. No, no salgo de la casa así.
Before I got my braces when I was about 11 years old, I had a plastic retainer on my lower teeth that was helping to bring one tooth forward that was behind the others. (I was a mess.) I didn’t wear it for a while and it got dried out and cracked. When i went to my orthodontist, Dr. Hom, he took one look at it and forcefully threw it in the trash. Horrified, I cringed in the dental chair. Needless to say, I didn’t let the new one dry out. Dr. Hom did a great job for me and I’m forever grateful for my (now) nice dentition. Plus, my experiences at the orthodontist inspired me to become a dental hygienist many years down the road.
TexasTrailerParkTrash:
I wear the retainers every night. I’d expect them to be made of stronger stuff to survive the daily insert and removal. I can’t be the only one having to regularly replace them. Argh! But I DO like my new teeth.
Definitely want to sport a hat if you go out with that bandage on your head. And don’t take it off. You’re good looking, but even you might not get away with that look. Good to hear that the scratch is healing.
The succulents and the hibiscus are looking good. We were supposed to have thunderstorms this morning but they are holding off until later…which means I should have watered everything earlier (did it now), including my hibiscus. It looks grim considering a few days ago it had four blooms. Lovely, but short-lived suckers. Back to back days of 96F (feels like 106F) temps have not been kind to my plants.
Mary:
A hat would have comouflaged it perfectly. Today, the wound itself isn’t so glaringly obvious. I’m ready for my public. Hibiscus flowers do pass quickly.
Someone else on the beach should get a lime umbrella, and someone else a lemon, and so on..! 🙂
Jennifer:
I’ve seen citrus umbrellas and floats. I’ll have to get out there and organize people — maybe provide some fruit, too.
Oh, go ahead and leave the house with your bandaid on. It’s not conspicuous at all! Would I lie to you?
Debra:
I didn’t THINK you would lie to me, but now I wonder.
All you need is an added little piece to the bottom that goes to the left. Just kidding.
sillygirl:
And that would perfectly match the sign that would go in the rear window of the car for a year if I hadn’t already had a license in the States!
You have the most beautiful view out of your window! Glad the injury is healing up!
mcpersonalspace54:
The view IS amazing. I never tire of it.
Now that hibiscus looks very happy! Whatever you are doing it likes it.
Your view is almost like a TV series of sorts……..new episode every day!
Jim:
I may be too late for a few of the others, but I clearly wasn’t feeding enough… among the variety of challenges provided by the hibiscuses.
I once told a work colleague that I liked to fly under the radar. He looked at me, laughed, and said there is no way you can do that. You probably can’t fly under the radar either, but that bandaid is not helping one bit! DO NOT WEAR IT WHEN YOU DRIVE!!!
Moose is adorable. Your hibiscus looks very healthy and happy.
Wilma:
Three other hibiscus are still dropping buds, but they’re getting further than they did. There might be hope. I was thinking of wrapping the top of my head in gauze for my drive today.
There is only one thing cracked on me. Well, maybe two…..
Mistress Maddie:
It all depends on how (and what) you count.
Why not go out with a bandage? It gives you kind of a hep alien look (another Gilmore Girls reference). I never had a retainer so I didn’t have a chance to break one. I also have crooked teeth because Mother only believed in braces and retainers for other people’s children.
Love,
Janie
Janie:
When I was 12, my dentist (and that time they did orthodontia, too) told my mother my teeth were fine but if we wanted I could have braces to straighten a couple of my bottom teeth). My mother asked if I wanted braces. I said “no.” When I was in my late 20s and my bottom teeth had gotten worse causing my top teeth to adapt, I mentioned to my mother that I wished I had had my teeth fixed when I was a kid, she said, “I asked if you wanted braces and you said ‘no’!” I replied, “I was 12!”
No child wants braces.
janiejunebug:
I’ve actually known some who did want braces. They were more obviously comfortable in their own skins/bodies than I… and than most.
Drive safe,
David:
Do I HAVE to?!?
Your plants look very happy and so does the view, plus the Kitties. Beautiful.
Sorry I am so late reading your posts. been one of those years.
Gud Dugs send woofs !
Parsnip:
The view is uplifting. And I often have a week that’s just one of those years.
No weed problems there! I grated some cheese a couple of days ago and some of my skin went in. Happens every time. I usually ask Ken to do the cheese grating, but I was alone for lunch and had to brave the microplane myself. I needed a band-aid to stop the bleeding.
Walt the Fourth:
The weeds are easier to pull out of the pots. Our yuccas regularly have thriving clover beds. Oh yeah, I avoid cheese graters. Plenty of experience with what ended up looking like wine cheese!
Ohhhhhhhh what a joy it is to come by and spend a few moments with your blog. I also can’t get enough of the the little Pride booties and gorgeous Pride fur you gave to Dudo… that’s why I had to post those on my FB. The joy must be shared!
(So sorry about the scratch, still, of course.)
Judy C:
I loved seeing Dudo shared! He’s currently being a royal pain in the ass. Expecting a treat before the housekeeper arrives. WHAT is he thinking?!?
I’ve been away (but not because of anything you did) and so was unaware of your head injury. I hope you heal quickly.
Kirk:
Not much of a head injury. I clawed at my own head in my sleep. It’s not the first time and I’m sure it won’t be the last.