Sunday, August 28, 2016

Living in the moment.

Right now I am watching Ida Lupino in The Hitchhiker. I am knitting some cashmere mitts. There are clothes in the washer and the dryer. Greathusbandbob is picking up a bag of ice, lunch items for tomorrow and dinner for later. The puppers has realized that in her new world leash does not equal walk although she's ready ready to go. So in this very moment, all is well.

Last week at juvie school (which I think may become another blog saga) i had some great plans involving moving, drumming, and ukulele-ing to Ozzy Osborne's Crazy Train. What I didn't know ahead of time was that their last music teacher let them run and move with abandon while listening. Not my plan. Raw teletubby was pissed and shut down.

The one I'll call Genius kid (because he is) immediately recognized the vibraslap as a sound in the song before I said a word and asked if we could play it with the recording. He also learned the intro notes on the uke.

My plan of attack is going to be 15-20 minutes of predictable routine activities followed by 15-20 minutes of something new. My theme for the last 20 minutes (playing a little to the two 5 year olds in the room) will be chickens and we will make these with different size cups as resonators.


The friction of a wet sponge creates the sound that resonates inside the plastic cup and sounds like a chicken. I'll crack myself up no matter what baggage they come in with.

Some of the clothes in the dryer belong to aunt and I will deliver them later in the day. After visiting yesterday the following became obvious. She can not walk. Her memory before repeating questions is about 40 minutes. This means she will have to live some place a little less dependently. The woman in charge of nursing where she was living before will be attending a conference call with us on Monday to help be an advocate and adviser to where to go from here. She adores aunt and I trust her knowledge and experience.

Also there is solace in that next week will not be this week. My monthly nightmare that required three changes of clothes in one day has abated. (For the record there is nothing on the market tha can protect you when you sneeze or cough in that condition.). The dog continues to improve. The schedule at school (despite how poorly it has been done) is set and should remain constant on a daily basis.

Maybe I will be able to Zumba on Monday. Knit night on Tuesday is probably out. The beat goes on.



1 comment:

vanfox2371 said...

Just caught up on all your posts as my notifier has been disabled for two weeks. Hope all is going well in your world. Healing thoughts to the puppers and Aunt.