We left Tucson yesterday morning, with weather characterized by severe clear, heat of 107°, and extreme wind -- both sustained and gusting. I don't know the numbers, but I can tell you that the RV was buffeted about, requiring some skillful and very attentive driving, to keep it going in a reasonably straight line. Aside from the wind, the day was lovely. We stopped just a few times, getting fuel, allowing both Maddy and me time to walk about. Lunch was at a Subway.
I got as far as Las Cruces, one of my favorite New Mexico towns, where we stayed at a KOA up on a hill, overlooking the city (pop. 85,000). Great campground and Maddy and I enjoyed a walk around. Mesilla, a little historic town known for its fabulous restaurants, is very near to Las Cruces, and I enjoyed a delicious supper at La Posta, a Mexican restaurant in an old post office building, flanked with fab little gift shops. Fun!
This morning, I awoke early, showered, unhooked, and McDonalded it for breakfast, before heading off down the road. I'd planned to do my walk at White Sands National Monument, one of my favorite spots, but, with the wind blowing the pure white gypsum sand, it was .. less than an optimal situation for a walk! Instead, I went to the gift shop, smiling as I remembered Michael getting me a souvenir rolled penny in April, the last time he was there. It's getting where I can actually smile as I remember the good times we shared.
So I got back into the RV and drove onward, struggling against fierce winds as they whammed against the left side of the RV. When oncoming trucks passed me it was jarring. I stopped to get fuel and had a very difficult time closing my door. And this wind went on ALLL day, unrelenting.
I got to Tucumcari, NM at about 6, local time, which is 7pm AZ time -- late for me -- but there was still plenty of daylight. Maddy and I went walking down the road here, enjoying some fresh air -- lots of it, with the fierce winds!
It feels great to be back on the road! I'm looking forward to getting back to Indiana. And yes, I do miss Tucson! :)
Thursday, June 05, 2008
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Warm in Phoenix
Yes! I finally managed to get my RV into Reverse and then Drive and got her out of Tucson! I came up here to Phoenix just yesterday, and I'm staying at the Mesa Regal RV Resort. If you go to my Where is Janee now link over there --> you'll see that I'm actually moving along on I-10, when my signal was last picked up. I was going slowly, because there's construction along I-10 there around Tucson. I have to do something to make my signal go out better and I have saved an email that tells me what to do. I'll figure out how to adjust my radio so y'all can better follow me when I'm on my way back to Indiana.
So what am I doing in Phoenix? Visiting people! Ydy afternoon, Ron came and spirited me off. First we went to REI, so he could get some outfitting things for the trip he's taking this weekend.
Then we went to the Pizzaria Bianco where we were told we had to wait "only" an hour and a half, even though they'd told us 2 hours and 15 minutes! Hey.. it's the best pizza in America, Ron said. We got to wait in the neighboring Bar Bianco, which was great fun. I wish I could remember the name of the beer we had.
When we were brought into the restaurant, we got bread with olive oil.. Mmmm.. a little preview of things to come! And then our pizza! We got the Margherita and the Rosa, of which I determined I preferred the Rosa. Wonderful stuff indeed, amiable people, and a really fun evening.
Then we drove around the city, which is lovely at night, and went back to his house where he got his bike for me to use for the rest of my stay here. (Like a goof, I had not brought my park bike up here. My Fuji is in the shop this week for its 150-mile tune-up!) We drove back to my park, and I locked the bike onto my RV's bike rack, where it safely slept.
Today Ron has business and work tasks to which to attend, so I'm on my own. I went for my walk early and then took the bike down, logging 5 miles around the park, in just 3 laps -- big park!
I hope to see John and Leilani today, and I may, but no one answers their phone this morning.
I've left Maddy and Eddie in Tucson, where Jack is looking after them. I thought it would be nice for me to have a little petless time before the big trip back to Indiana, but I miss them! I keep thinking that I see Maddy on the floor, that I hear a little mew and see Eddie stretch. My walk this morning was odd, without Maddy's toenails tapping the pavement beside me.
I have not been blogging with my customary regularity, and I have no good excuse. However, I will say that last week I did get in a good hike up on the Tanque Verde Ridge trail, making it up to the Dome. All that's left of our Hiking Club now is Jack and me, since everyone else is back home now.
We also went together on a nice ride, going down Tanque Verde to Sabino Canyon Rd, and then up to River Road over to Craycroft. We got just a short distance on Craycroft when I wimped out. It was in the afternoon, and it was very, very warm, and I was just plain tired. The ride home was much less work than the trip out there, though!
I wish I could feel that I am strong enough for these physical endeavors. I *am* doing it, after all, and I'm doing far more than I ever have before. Even when Michael and I were cycling with regularity back in the early 90's, we would go 20 miles at the most, slowly, and with frequent breaks. And that was 10 years ago!
Thank you for asking how I am. :) I'm feeling good these days, having recovered completely from that episode of what I'm convinced was Irritable Bowel Syndrome. I believe it was this, not just because of the nature of the pain, but also because, following the pain episode, I had experienced off-and-very-on regularity, if you catch my not-so-delicate drift. And while IBS is considered to be a fluff diagnosis by some, it is a troublesome condition. I am fortunate that my episodes have been so rare in my life (beginning in about 1980), that I forget, between one and the next, what it feels like!
So what am I doing in Phoenix? Visiting people! Ydy afternoon, Ron came and spirited me off. First we went to REI, so he could get some outfitting things for the trip he's taking this weekend.
Then we went to the Pizzaria Bianco where we were told we had to wait "only" an hour and a half, even though they'd told us 2 hours and 15 minutes! Hey.. it's the best pizza in America, Ron said. We got to wait in the neighboring Bar Bianco, which was great fun. I wish I could remember the name of the beer we had.
When we were brought into the restaurant, we got bread with olive oil.. Mmmm.. a little preview of things to come! And then our pizza! We got the Margherita and the Rosa, of which I determined I preferred the Rosa. Wonderful stuff indeed, amiable people, and a really fun evening.
Then we drove around the city, which is lovely at night, and went back to his house where he got his bike for me to use for the rest of my stay here. (Like a goof, I had not brought my park bike up here. My Fuji is in the shop this week for its 150-mile tune-up!) We drove back to my park, and I locked the bike onto my RV's bike rack, where it safely slept.
Today Ron has business and work tasks to which to attend, so I'm on my own. I went for my walk early and then took the bike down, logging 5 miles around the park, in just 3 laps -- big park!
I hope to see John and Leilani today, and I may, but no one answers their phone this morning.
I've left Maddy and Eddie in Tucson, where Jack is looking after them. I thought it would be nice for me to have a little petless time before the big trip back to Indiana, but I miss them! I keep thinking that I see Maddy on the floor, that I hear a little mew and see Eddie stretch. My walk this morning was odd, without Maddy's toenails tapping the pavement beside me.
I have not been blogging with my customary regularity, and I have no good excuse. However, I will say that last week I did get in a good hike up on the Tanque Verde Ridge trail, making it up to the Dome. All that's left of our Hiking Club now is Jack and me, since everyone else is back home now.
We also went together on a nice ride, going down Tanque Verde to Sabino Canyon Rd, and then up to River Road over to Craycroft. We got just a short distance on Craycroft when I wimped out. It was in the afternoon, and it was very, very warm, and I was just plain tired. The ride home was much less work than the trip out there, though!
I wish I could feel that I am strong enough for these physical endeavors. I *am* doing it, after all, and I'm doing far more than I ever have before. Even when Michael and I were cycling with regularity back in the early 90's, we would go 20 miles at the most, slowly, and with frequent breaks. And that was 10 years ago!
Thank you for asking how I am. :) I'm feeling good these days, having recovered completely from that episode of what I'm convinced was Irritable Bowel Syndrome. I believe it was this, not just because of the nature of the pain, but also because, following the pain episode, I had experienced off-and-very-on regularity, if you catch my not-so-delicate drift. And while IBS is considered to be a fluff diagnosis by some, it is a troublesome condition. I am fortunate that my episodes have been so rare in my life (beginning in about 1980), that I forget, between one and the next, what it feels like!
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Personal Best
It was already heating up today when Jack and I left on our bikes at just after 7am. We did a ride that he'd done before, but I'd not done. First we rode the 8 miles to Saguaro National Park East (which I had done twice), stopping a couple of times along the way, while we tried to figure out what was making the dragging sound on my bike. It really sounded like the brake pads were touching my wheels, but.. wasn't the case.
This remained a mystery till we got to the first shelter at the entrance to the park. I said something about that noise on my bike, as we entered, and a nice and friendly fellow cyclist asked, "Mind if I have a look?" :) He adjusted something on my crank arm and said that I should be fine till I can get a tuneup. Cool.
After a pleasant rest there and refilling our water stores, we took off on the park's Loop Drive, the part that I had not done. As you can see at this link, there are some cool hills here, beginning with an amazing downhill run. I did stop twice on the big uphill. Once I stopped because I was going just 3.3 mph and the bike wasn't tracking well, so I walked it for a piece, till I got my lungs back. At another point on the huge hill, I had to stop, because I was getting asthma tightness in my chest and had to rest and relax my lungs for a bit.
But I did it! And when we were just about done with the loop, we detoured and took the picnic loop, too.
By the time we got back to Far Horizons, we had logged 25 miles -- a personal best for me! YAY! It was 95° when we got back at 11:30 am, and it warmed eventually to 103° for a high. I know what they say about "dry heat," but .. 103 is just plain hot.
This remained a mystery till we got to the first shelter at the entrance to the park. I said something about that noise on my bike, as we entered, and a nice and friendly fellow cyclist asked, "Mind if I have a look?" :) He adjusted something on my crank arm and said that I should be fine till I can get a tuneup. Cool.
After a pleasant rest there and refilling our water stores, we took off on the park's Loop Drive, the part that I had not done. As you can see at this link, there are some cool hills here, beginning with an amazing downhill run. I did stop twice on the big uphill. Once I stopped because I was going just 3.3 mph and the bike wasn't tracking well, so I walked it for a piece, till I got my lungs back. At another point on the huge hill, I had to stop, because I was getting asthma tightness in my chest and had to rest and relax my lungs for a bit.
But I did it! And when we were just about done with the loop, we detoured and took the picnic loop, too.
By the time we got back to Far Horizons, we had logged 25 miles -- a personal best for me! YAY! It was 95° when we got back at 11:30 am, and it warmed eventually to 103° for a high. I know what they say about "dry heat," but .. 103 is just plain hot.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
The Heat is On
Yep.. it neared 100° here in Tucson today! The summer heat is on the way! I enjoyed my day today, with no sign of Friday's agonizing abdominal pain. I began the day with my walk with Maddy. Then I showered and readied myself for.. brace yourself .. church.
Jack's stepmother Mary invited me to go with her and Jack to their church today for the service, followed by a potluck luncheon. The last time that I'd been to an actual church, for something other than a wedding or a funeral, was when I was about 10, when Mom took us to the Presbyterian church. Of course I remember nothing of that experience.
This time, it was interesting and fun, though. I really like Jack, of course, and his stepmother is a sweet lady, so it was good to be with them and to meet their more pious friends. It was a Methodist church with a pretty free-thinking minister. He did make what I consider to be a pretty serious error, though, when he was telling the congregation that "repent" means "turn." I think that he may have been thinking about "reverse." Happily for Jack and Mary, I did not stand up and correct the minister, though the error did confound the message for me.
The potluck was fun. I don't know when I've ever seen a group of people eat so much food! My favorite thing was a most unattractive but amazingly delicious black cherry jello concoction. It contained dark cherries, pineapple, walnuts (I think), and coconut. It was a dark purple and appeared to have twigs floating on top (the coconut), and I would never take it to a potluck, because it was so .. ugly. But what a surprise when I dared take some!
I caught up on email a bit and then headed to the pool -- the only place to be on a day like today!
John's on the mend, and today enjoyed a nearly pain-free day. It is wonderful to think that Dr. Shroeder was actually able to fix his back. I'm so happy for John!
For supper tonight, Jack and I went to the Texas Roadhouse. He'd won a gift certificate from there at the Livestrong ride, and so we redeemed it. I had, I believe, the best filet I've ever had. I ate just half, so I get to enjoy it again tomorrow! :)
Jack's stepmother Mary invited me to go with her and Jack to their church today for the service, followed by a potluck luncheon. The last time that I'd been to an actual church, for something other than a wedding or a funeral, was when I was about 10, when Mom took us to the Presbyterian church. Of course I remember nothing of that experience.
This time, it was interesting and fun, though. I really like Jack, of course, and his stepmother is a sweet lady, so it was good to be with them and to meet their more pious friends. It was a Methodist church with a pretty free-thinking minister. He did make what I consider to be a pretty serious error, though, when he was telling the congregation that "repent" means "turn." I think that he may have been thinking about "reverse." Happily for Jack and Mary, I did not stand up and correct the minister, though the error did confound the message for me.
The potluck was fun. I don't know when I've ever seen a group of people eat so much food! My favorite thing was a most unattractive but amazingly delicious black cherry jello concoction. It contained dark cherries, pineapple, walnuts (I think), and coconut. It was a dark purple and appeared to have twigs floating on top (the coconut), and I would never take it to a potluck, because it was so .. ugly. But what a surprise when I dared take some!
I caught up on email a bit and then headed to the pool -- the only place to be on a day like today!
John's on the mend, and today enjoyed a nearly pain-free day. It is wonderful to think that Dr. Shroeder was actually able to fix his back. I'm so happy for John!
For supper tonight, Jack and I went to the Texas Roadhouse. He'd won a gift certificate from there at the Livestrong ride, and so we redeemed it. I had, I believe, the best filet I've ever had. I ate just half, so I get to enjoy it again tomorrow! :)
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Medical Mysteries
I am posting this in the color of the blood that they SHOULD have been able to get out of me last evening at the ER. Now I am not a wimp, and can endure quite a bit of pain over a long period of time before I will seek treatment. But there have been 2 times in the past 7 years when I've been in such excruciating and worsening pain in my upper right abdomen, over a period of several days, that I have checked myself into the ER. The second of these was just last night.
Both of these times, I had normal vitals, normal ultrasounds, and normal CT scans. The first time, I had normal blood work. Last night, they could not find, after 4 sticks & stirs, any veins that they could get blood out of, so we gave up on that. Palpation didn't trouble me. There was no rebound tenderness, and I had no fever.
Both times, the pain resolved while I was at the hospital, following the ultrasound. I mean immediately. It was as if the pain had just left the building, leaving the body quiet. Gone. It didn't return before, and it has not yet returned today, although I do feel a bit sore and tired.
Both times, I was told by the doctors that they didn't know what was wrong with me, and I was sent home. Since I was now pain-free, I left satisfied... but wondering.
I have had Irritable Bowel Syndrome before, always relieved with dicyclomine 20mg (Bentyl). Yesterday, as the pain worsened for the 4th day, I'd forgotten how much Bentyl to take, took only 10mg, and panicked when it didn't work. (It was dated 2001, too, but I don't know if that matters.) So I'm sort of wondering if, in the apparent absence of anything "real," maybe these episodes were IBS too?
And, in both of these instances, why would the pain abate after the ultrasound? Is this just coincidence? Or is it possible that the soft vibrations and manipulation with that ultrasound machine could have actually relaxed my bowel into ceasing its painful spasms? I wonder then: could a person treat IBS with a conventional vibrator?
(I know what you're thinking! LOL)
Other than having to cancel half my life last week and having to cancel my trip I'd planned to Phoenix for tonight, things are moving along fine.
John's back surgery at St Joseph's Hospital with Dr Shroeder went very well, and he's now moving around in much less pain than he was in before. The only pain, he reports, is in the incision. Mary Ann came down from CO to be with him, and she, Jack, and I waited on Thursday, as he went under the knife.
The surgery went sooner and faster than we'd been told, and he was up in his hospital room by 4pm, and had dinner of beef tips on rice, which looked pretty good! We all went out to Mimi's for dinner, and it WAS good! John was released ydy. It was great to see him up and about!
Both of these times, I had normal vitals, normal ultrasounds, and normal CT scans. The first time, I had normal blood work. Last night, they could not find, after 4 sticks & stirs, any veins that they could get blood out of, so we gave up on that. Palpation didn't trouble me. There was no rebound tenderness, and I had no fever.
Both times, the pain resolved while I was at the hospital, following the ultrasound. I mean immediately. It was as if the pain had just left the building, leaving the body quiet. Gone. It didn't return before, and it has not yet returned today, although I do feel a bit sore and tired.
Both times, I was told by the doctors that they didn't know what was wrong with me, and I was sent home. Since I was now pain-free, I left satisfied... but wondering.
I have had Irritable Bowel Syndrome before, always relieved with dicyclomine 20mg (Bentyl). Yesterday, as the pain worsened for the 4th day, I'd forgotten how much Bentyl to take, took only 10mg, and panicked when it didn't work. (It was dated 2001, too, but I don't know if that matters.) So I'm sort of wondering if, in the apparent absence of anything "real," maybe these episodes were IBS too?
And, in both of these instances, why would the pain abate after the ultrasound? Is this just coincidence? Or is it possible that the soft vibrations and manipulation with that ultrasound machine could have actually relaxed my bowel into ceasing its painful spasms? I wonder then: could a person treat IBS with a conventional vibrator?
(I know what you're thinking! LOL)
Other than having to cancel half my life last week and having to cancel my trip I'd planned to Phoenix for tonight, things are moving along fine.
John's back surgery at St Joseph's Hospital with Dr Shroeder went very well, and he's now moving around in much less pain than he was in before. The only pain, he reports, is in the incision. Mary Ann came down from CO to be with him, and she, Jack, and I waited on Thursday, as he went under the knife.
The surgery went sooner and faster than we'd been told, and he was up in his hospital room by 4pm, and had dinner of beef tips on rice, which looked pretty good! We all went out to Mimi's for dinner, and it WAS good! John was released ydy. It was great to see him up and about!
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Reddington Pass
On Sunday, John and I went on a ride through Reddington Pass. It's where you end up, if you keep going east on Tanque Verde in Tucson. It was a beautiful day for photos, and we each took a bunch.
Cacti were blooming!
I love ocatillos! They are still my favorite desert plant. A common name for them is "Devil's Walking Stick."
We didn't see many animals, but we did see some cattle. One little green lizard was WAY too fast for us! He was well-hidden before we could get out of the car with our cameras.
Here's John!
We went left instead of right, at the intersection, and ended up in a little town called San Manuel. We gassed up there (thank you, John!) and enjoyed an Italian BMT at the Subway which was inside the gas station/store. Anyone know what BMT stands for?
Cacti were blooming!
I love ocatillos! They are still my favorite desert plant. A common name for them is "Devil's Walking Stick."
We didn't see many animals, but we did see some cattle. One little green lizard was WAY too fast for us! He was well-hidden before we could get out of the car with our cameras.
Here's John!
We went left instead of right, at the intersection, and ended up in a little town called San Manuel. We gassed up there (thank you, John!) and enjoyed an Italian BMT at the Subway which was inside the gas station/store. Anyone know what BMT stands for?
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Catching up: Ghost Town and Diamondbacks
Tonight I'm catching up a bit. I've been sick for the past week or so, off and on, but I've managed to squeeze a little bit of living into my days, along with the coughing and sneezing. I started feeling much better yesterday, and continued feeling good today. I'm going to give you a bunch of photos, and I hope you find them interesting! This first one is me on my bike:
"Ghost Town" would be good for describing the Village right now... or for describing the adventure I went on yesterday with Jack! Cameras in the back of my car, and armed with a book about AZ ghost towns, we headed north, past Oracle Junction, and past a minuscule town called Mammoth. After we crossed a bridge, we turned off on a small road, which got smaller and smaller. Eventually, we arrived at a road that was "not maintained." That was a polite way of putting it!
About 8 miles down this road, the road went downward into the canyon, and we saw evidence of the long-abandoned copper mine.
Along the way, we saw gila monsters! Two of them, in different places. Of course, we got out of the car to photograph them!
I think that he thought he was hiding from us here:
The desert is beautiful right now, with so many lovely flowers in unexpected places.
We came to one point in the road, where there was cliff to the left, cliff to the right, and COWS in the road ahead. We stopped the car, and Jack was going to get a photo of these cows. I thought that they were .. big.. so I stayed behind. Yes.. this cow is actually peeing:
Eventually, the cows turned around and walked the direction we were heading, so we walked along behind them.
More cows were down in the canyon, following the coppery stream.
Backing up in time a bit, on Tuesday, May 6, I went up to Phoenix to meet Ron. Actually, Jack went up with me, because the trip home was going to be quite late, and he had things that he wanted to do up there.
Ron took us on a tour of the university, and I got a few shots.
We went to a seminar, where they were talking about a weak premise and even weaker conclusions, punctuated by reasonably good pizza. Then we went back to Ron's house and Jack took off to the museums while Ron and I took in some ice cream.
Then came the ballgame! Ron took me to see the Diamondbacks meeting the Phillies in Chase Stadium. What fun this was! We were in Row 9, but we were not 9 rows back, since we were right behind the Diamondbacks' dugout! I had a corndog and Ron had a burrito, and we enjoyed some libations along with the game. Ron keeps score on the program, and this was interesting to me. And the Diamondbacks won!
"Ghost Town" would be good for describing the Village right now... or for describing the adventure I went on yesterday with Jack! Cameras in the back of my car, and armed with a book about AZ ghost towns, we headed north, past Oracle Junction, and past a minuscule town called Mammoth. After we crossed a bridge, we turned off on a small road, which got smaller and smaller. Eventually, we arrived at a road that was "not maintained." That was a polite way of putting it!
About 8 miles down this road, the road went downward into the canyon, and we saw evidence of the long-abandoned copper mine.
Along the way, we saw gila monsters! Two of them, in different places. Of course, we got out of the car to photograph them!
I think that he thought he was hiding from us here:
The desert is beautiful right now, with so many lovely flowers in unexpected places.
We came to one point in the road, where there was cliff to the left, cliff to the right, and COWS in the road ahead. We stopped the car, and Jack was going to get a photo of these cows. I thought that they were .. big.. so I stayed behind. Yes.. this cow is actually peeing:
Eventually, the cows turned around and walked the direction we were heading, so we walked along behind them.
More cows were down in the canyon, following the coppery stream.
Backing up in time a bit, on Tuesday, May 6, I went up to Phoenix to meet Ron. Actually, Jack went up with me, because the trip home was going to be quite late, and he had things that he wanted to do up there.
Ron took us on a tour of the university, and I got a few shots.
We went to a seminar, where they were talking about a weak premise and even weaker conclusions, punctuated by reasonably good pizza. Then we went back to Ron's house and Jack took off to the museums while Ron and I took in some ice cream.
Then came the ballgame! Ron took me to see the Diamondbacks meeting the Phillies in Chase Stadium. What fun this was! We were in Row 9, but we were not 9 rows back, since we were right behind the Diamondbacks' dugout! I had a corndog and Ron had a burrito, and we enjoyed some libations along with the game. Ron keeps score on the program, and this was interesting to me. And the Diamondbacks won!
Saturday, May 03, 2008
End of the Week
I've been busy! On Tuesday, I went hiking with Jack up on Mt Lemmon. We went on the Aspen Trail, linking up with the Marshall Gulch Trail, forming a pleasant loop. This was supposed to be the same trail that Duane, Herb, and I took a few weeks ago, but .. this was different! Duane had led us up a very steep hill to start our hike, but this trail went up much more gradually. The day was wonderful for a hike -- hot down in the valley, but quite nice up on the mountain.
After our hike, we stopped at the Cookie Shack for a treat. Then Jack said, "Wanna go up and check out the Ski Resort?" "Yes!" And we drove on up. The resort lodge was closed that day, but we could still oooh and ahhh and photograph the scenery!
There is a road that takes off upward from the parking lot, and we decided, since it said that it was closed, to walk up this. We went probably a mile, with many cars going around us, up and down. So we went back down and took the car up! This road went to the very top of Mt Lemmon. A short trail took us to a rock which overlooks all of Tucson. What a cool place, and a great day!
Wednesday I drove up to Phoenix to meet Ron, whom I'd "met" on Yahoo Personals. We got along well, talking as he showed me around his house and then around his part of the city. We had lunch at a neat little restaurant, talked more, and went to the part of town where the Diamondbacks baseball team plays. A Rube Goldberg machine was displayed outside of the stadium, and we enjoyed watching it for awhile.
We parted with plans to meet again, and I made the drive home, singing along with my None Too Soon CD the whole way. I love the music I have, but I do need some new tunes.
Thursday I set about painting the rest of the deck (finally!) and John helped. We got the little deck tables painted, and the top deck edged and most of the railing painted. Yesterday, I finished the railing painting, though it still needs another coat. :/
Today I tried to make some headway on my email, but I'm still way behind.
And Dave's book, Miracle Myx, arrived this week! It's wonderful to see it in print, to hold it in my hands, finally, and to read it again! I just love Myx, the sneaky, fascinatingly quirky, frightfully intelligent young man who takes on the mystery of some grisly murders in his small Massachusetts town. Somehow Dave makes us like this fellow who stops at nothing to learn all he needs to know about people.
And I not only love Myx, but I love the storytelling! Dave weaves this tale in a way that keeps us thinking, wondering, and laughing. Every page is interesting and fun!
If this sounds good to you, put out the $16.47 and do this. (Read more about this book at DaveWritesBooks.com.) This is NOT a paid advertisement! LOL! And I don't love this book just because Dave is my friend.
Let's see.. so what was today? I didn't feel very good today. I'm having more breathing difficulties; I do hope this is not a new trend for me, but I rather think it's something that'll be "cured" when I get out of this very dry and very dusty air.
It's tough to think about leaving right now, though. The weather here is fantastic right now -- really perfect. Now at nearly 11 pm, it's 70° here and 44° in Bloomington. I'm thinking at least another week here, and I can still make it home by mid-May, or maybe the 20th.
After our hike, we stopped at the Cookie Shack for a treat. Then Jack said, "Wanna go up and check out the Ski Resort?" "Yes!" And we drove on up. The resort lodge was closed that day, but we could still oooh and ahhh and photograph the scenery!
There is a road that takes off upward from the parking lot, and we decided, since it said that it was closed, to walk up this. We went probably a mile, with many cars going around us, up and down. So we went back down and took the car up! This road went to the very top of Mt Lemmon. A short trail took us to a rock which overlooks all of Tucson. What a cool place, and a great day!
Wednesday I drove up to Phoenix to meet Ron, whom I'd "met" on Yahoo Personals. We got along well, talking as he showed me around his house and then around his part of the city. We had lunch at a neat little restaurant, talked more, and went to the part of town where the Diamondbacks baseball team plays. A Rube Goldberg machine was displayed outside of the stadium, and we enjoyed watching it for awhile.
We parted with plans to meet again, and I made the drive home, singing along with my None Too Soon CD the whole way. I love the music I have, but I do need some new tunes.
Thursday I set about painting the rest of the deck (finally!) and John helped. We got the little deck tables painted, and the top deck edged and most of the railing painted. Yesterday, I finished the railing painting, though it still needs another coat. :/
Today I tried to make some headway on my email, but I'm still way behind.
And Dave's book, Miracle Myx, arrived this week! It's wonderful to see it in print, to hold it in my hands, finally, and to read it again! I just love Myx, the sneaky, fascinatingly quirky, frightfully intelligent young man who takes on the mystery of some grisly murders in his small Massachusetts town. Somehow Dave makes us like this fellow who stops at nothing to learn all he needs to know about people.
And I not only love Myx, but I love the storytelling! Dave weaves this tale in a way that keeps us thinking, wondering, and laughing. Every page is interesting and fun!
If this sounds good to you, put out the $16.47 and do this. (Read more about this book at DaveWritesBooks.com.) This is NOT a paid advertisement! LOL! And I don't love this book just because Dave is my friend.
Let's see.. so what was today? I didn't feel very good today. I'm having more breathing difficulties; I do hope this is not a new trend for me, but I rather think it's something that'll be "cured" when I get out of this very dry and very dusty air.
It's tough to think about leaving right now, though. The weather here is fantastic right now -- really perfect. Now at nearly 11 pm, it's 70° here and 44° in Bloomington. I'm thinking at least another week here, and I can still make it home by mid-May, or maybe the 20th.
Monday, April 28, 2008
Monday in Tucson
Saguaro Green seemed appropriate for my font today. The saguaros are beginning to bloom around Tucson now! The buds form large upon the tops of the cactus and sometimes its arms. Then the flowers come out huge and white, with yellow centers.
Today Jack and I took off on our bikes, riding a total of 20 miles. We went down Sarnoff, Golf Links, Escalante, Irvington, around a nice little neighborhood, and then back on Old Spanish Trail. The ride was fun and challenging, of course, with wind in our faces the whole time, it seemed!
There were not as many hills as there were in our ride on Saturday, but with the headwind, it was like hard hills in places. We had some good downhills, too. In one place, we got up to 25 mph on a downhill. I guess that means that we must have had some uphills too then, eh?
On this ride, I got a buzz like I get from hiking. I think I'm a roadie!
The hardest part of today's ride had to be the left turns. I don't really like turning left in traffic, and we must have had a dozen left turns today. I'm getting better at maneuvering leftward, being a bit bold, while being careful and predictable. For one of the turns, I did a "box turn," crossing on over to the appropriate forward lane of the cross street, and then waiting for the light to cross, ending up where I would have been if I'd done a "normal" turn.
I have to say that Tucson is an amazingly bike-friendly town. While crashes can and do happen, there are great bike lanes and bike routes. Love it! And of course, I wouldn't even be doing this, if not for the wonderful bike safety class that I took here.
I pre-treated for my asthma, too, and felt much better than before. I was careful to drink enough during the ride, consuming very nearly all of my 65 oz of fluids. What I did screw up, though, was my hands. I had forgotten my gloves, and got a couple of near-blisters between my thumbs and index fingers. Urgh.
When I got home, Jack, John, and I worked on getting my new vertical blinds installed up high to cover the clerestory windows, as needed, and I DO need them covered now, with the piercingly hot direct sun.
Tonight, the boys and I went to Chuy's for a delicious supper. I had broiled fish tacos with cabbage, beans, and rice. :)
Today Jack and I took off on our bikes, riding a total of 20 miles. We went down Sarnoff, Golf Links, Escalante, Irvington, around a nice little neighborhood, and then back on Old Spanish Trail. The ride was fun and challenging, of course, with wind in our faces the whole time, it seemed!
There were not as many hills as there were in our ride on Saturday, but with the headwind, it was like hard hills in places. We had some good downhills, too. In one place, we got up to 25 mph on a downhill. I guess that means that we must have had some uphills too then, eh?
On this ride, I got a buzz like I get from hiking. I think I'm a roadie!
The hardest part of today's ride had to be the left turns. I don't really like turning left in traffic, and we must have had a dozen left turns today. I'm getting better at maneuvering leftward, being a bit bold, while being careful and predictable. For one of the turns, I did a "box turn," crossing on over to the appropriate forward lane of the cross street, and then waiting for the light to cross, ending up where I would have been if I'd done a "normal" turn.
I have to say that Tucson is an amazingly bike-friendly town. While crashes can and do happen, there are great bike lanes and bike routes. Love it! And of course, I wouldn't even be doing this, if not for the wonderful bike safety class that I took here.
I pre-treated for my asthma, too, and felt much better than before. I was careful to drink enough during the ride, consuming very nearly all of my 65 oz of fluids. What I did screw up, though, was my hands. I had forgotten my gloves, and got a couple of near-blisters between my thumbs and index fingers. Urgh.
When I got home, Jack, John, and I worked on getting my new vertical blinds installed up high to cover the clerestory windows, as needed, and I DO need them covered now, with the piercingly hot direct sun.
Tonight, the boys and I went to Chuy's for a delicious supper. I had broiled fish tacos with cabbage, beans, and rice. :)
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Janee's new haircut
Miracle Myx has arrived in my mailbox! Yeppers, folks, Dave's book is finally out there. It's not on the brick-and-mortar bookstore shelves till May 1, but it's available now at Amazon! Read about it, and meet Dave at his site, DaveWritesBooks.com. Be sure you click his Where's Myx and MySpace links, too. Dave's got a lot to say, and most of it will make you laugh. Here's the book trailer. I love this!
I just got another email complimenting me on my new haircut, and I have not even posted any pics of it! I'm thinking that you may be seeing that picture of me in my slideshow, in which I'm wearing light blue and my hair is quite short.. with bangs.
Well, I just got my hair cut again, just a week after the first time, because I was not happy with the layering. Now it's .. well, rather than describing it, I'll just post a couple of snaps that John took when we were on our way to the lasagna supper on Friday evening:
Yesterday, Jack and I went for a bike ride. We rode to the 0 mile mark for the Mt Lemmon Highway and then I waited, panting, as Jack rode up to the 1-mile mark and back. Then we rode together to Agua Caliente Park, where, to our delight, they were having a pancake breakfast for $6. Sausage, juice, and pancakes! Yum! They were giving out door prizes and I won one -- an insulated coffee mug, which I really needed. ;) It's always fun to win, though!
After getting our bellies filled, we rode back to the Village, over hill and dale. There was one hill that seemed to go forever -- up, of course! So I'm pedaling as hard as I could, using my "baby gears," seeing about 5 mph on my speedometer. Pant.. pant... and then I see the sign. "Hill," it read. What? What WAS this thing that I'd been climbing? I had to stop and rest while Jack drummed his fingers on his handlebars, far up the road at the top of said Hill.
Once I got my breath back, I steeled myself and oomphed up the hill. Yay! Then came the downhill which seemed equally huge. Looks like they could have saved us some effort, by leveling things out there.
LOL.. so my spellcheck didn't like "oomphed." Usually spellcheck offers suggestions for correct spellings, and I was curious what it would suggest in this case. Here are the suggestions:
So we got back and I was plenty tired. I'd mentioned before that I was thinking that my breathing difficulties were at least partly due to my asthma, and now I'm convinced. I did a few things to help myself for this bike ride, and it seems that the combination helped. This time I drank 20 oz of water an hour before the ride, I took one puff of my inhaler just before leaving, and I took another puff at the 0-mile mark. I was also very careful about staying hydrated on the ride, and tried to not mouth-breathe. That's a toughie, though. (I hope that I'm not showing myself to be too much of a weakling. I'm really not, and I'm feel like I'm working to make myself stronger.)
Here's a video that a friend sent me and it made me laugh. I hope it makes you laugh too:
I just got another email complimenting me on my new haircut, and I have not even posted any pics of it! I'm thinking that you may be seeing that picture of me in my slideshow, in which I'm wearing light blue and my hair is quite short.. with bangs.
Well, I just got my hair cut again, just a week after the first time, because I was not happy with the layering. Now it's .. well, rather than describing it, I'll just post a couple of snaps that John took when we were on our way to the lasagna supper on Friday evening:
Yesterday, Jack and I went for a bike ride. We rode to the 0 mile mark for the Mt Lemmon Highway and then I waited, panting, as Jack rode up to the 1-mile mark and back. Then we rode together to Agua Caliente Park, where, to our delight, they were having a pancake breakfast for $6. Sausage, juice, and pancakes! Yum! They were giving out door prizes and I won one -- an insulated coffee mug, which I really needed. ;) It's always fun to win, though!
After getting our bellies filled, we rode back to the Village, over hill and dale. There was one hill that seemed to go forever -- up, of course! So I'm pedaling as hard as I could, using my "baby gears," seeing about 5 mph on my speedometer. Pant.. pant... and then I see the sign. "Hill," it read. What? What WAS this thing that I'd been climbing? I had to stop and rest while Jack drummed his fingers on his handlebars, far up the road at the top of said Hill.
Once I got my breath back, I steeled myself and oomphed up the hill. Yay! Then came the downhill which seemed equally huge. Looks like they could have saved us some effort, by leveling things out there.
LOL.. so my spellcheck didn't like "oomphed." Usually spellcheck offers suggestions for correct spellings, and I was curious what it would suggest in this case. Here are the suggestions:
So we got back and I was plenty tired. I'd mentioned before that I was thinking that my breathing difficulties were at least partly due to my asthma, and now I'm convinced. I did a few things to help myself for this bike ride, and it seems that the combination helped. This time I drank 20 oz of water an hour before the ride, I took one puff of my inhaler just before leaving, and I took another puff at the 0-mile mark. I was also very careful about staying hydrated on the ride, and tried to not mouth-breathe. That's a toughie, though. (I hope that I'm not showing myself to be too much of a weakling. I'm really not, and I'm feel like I'm working to make myself stronger.)
Here's a video that a friend sent me and it made me laugh. I hope it makes you laugh too:
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