Tuesday, June 19, 2007

The week of check ups....

I got up Monday morning with a list of appointments to make. Doctor, dentist, eye exam.........I was thinking it would take a couple of weeks to get in but all doctors were able to fit me in this week. So this is the week of check-up.

Yesterday, dentist, no cavities. They did note the beginnning of gum recession. Doesn't long in the tooth mean old? Today, doctor's appointment. Because I am turning 50 this fall and take medicine for high cholesterol and high blood pressure, she scheduled me for a stress test and echocardiogram. Sounds like old lady tests. I couldn't get those scheduled for 2 more weeks....so I will probably have myself dying by then.

Friday will be my eye exam. For some reason those always make me nervous. Probably goes back to when I first had to get glasses...the same year I learned about Helen Keller. I was convinced I was going blind. Anxiety ridden since then.

Sunday, June 17, 2007

For the record....

Father's Day Dinner.......

Run to the grocery store....... 30 minutes
Cook the potatoes, grill the steak
and shrimp, steam the green beans....... 45 minutes
Set the table, load our plates ....... 5 minutes
Eat....... 3 minutes
Amount of time at the table before
the kids starting fighting ....... 30 seconds
Wash the pots and pans, load the dishes....... 15 minutes

Saturday, June 16, 2007

Happy Father's Day

Noone got here without a father. And noone's father was as good as mine. He was a quiet man and I have few memories of actual conversations with him. But I remember his smell (cigars and money), his presence (quiet), his wit (very silly) and his intelligence (PHD in Chemistry...can you top that?).

My children's father....my husband.....is a good man. He is a great provider, a great father and extrememly hard to shop for. He, like my father, always responds to "What do you want for your birthday/Christmas/Father's Day?" with "Nothing." So, in the tradition of gift giving around here....we will drag him into a store this weekend to pick out some clothes. Because that is what he wants, whether he knows it or not.

So to all the daddies out there or across the bridge, Happy Father's Day.

Where have you been?