The Seniors Do Thursday

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Wake up at 5 am. R is out on the deck with a flashlight. It can only mean one thing: THE POOPING RACOON IS BACK! Yes. The Pooping Raccoon was indeed visiting for the third time (that could be a play on words, but I will ignore the possibilities for now). We understand animals, but we do NOT understand this one. Can ANYONE explain why a perfectly healthy looking male raccoon climbs up onto a second story deck, backs his derriere up to one of my oblong flower boxes, and poops into the flower box?? How many people have tried and failed at training a domestic cat to use a litterbox, at training an intelligent dog to go outside, at training a 2 year old?? But we have this Pooping Raccoon who can skillfully plop one into a long, narrow flower box! Gentle readers, I have not photographed the result for you...suffice it to say that the raccoon in question is LARGE, and is no longer constipated, if indeed he ever was.

So, R came back to bed. We went back to sleep, but had to rise at 6:30 to eat early so we could be in ‘fasting mode’ for tests later.

Breakfast...yada, yada, yada. And Benefiber.

Cleaned the kitchen and hall floors, vacuumed and did some other household chores. P dislikes being the maid and does this stuff as seldom as possible.

Home office to check Facebook, email, etc.

At 10:30, I began walking over to the hairdresser for our 11 am appt. R came at 11 with the truck for our day of multi-tasking. Hair done. We DO look good...for today.

Off to Morris for LifeLine Screening. Hence the fasting. We will have our tests for blocked arteries, abdominal aortic aneurisms, and other artery screening. We are there for 1 hr. and 10 minutes. R has not eaten since 7:30 am and is quite peckish.

Off to Jimmy Johns for a healthy, late lunch at 1:30. Great, healthy sandwiches like at Subway. Good spot to stop. And...they are CHEAP!

Then its to the Nursery for a huge scoop of sand into the bed of our faithful truck (Dooley). We need the sand for our Veggie Garden this year, and we will rototill it in next week, along with peat moss and manure.

On the way home, stopped in at Snowdance...our mechanic’s place...to let his wife know how much the sand cost ‘cause they need some.

Home, and R goes off to our other place to empty the sand out of the truck and into the Veggie Garden. P gets down to work on the remaining piles on the desk, and actually makes more progress.

Dinner is a healthy affair: Large salad, citrus/mango chicken (pan-seared, with a mango reduction), polenta with parmesan, and steamed broccoli. We finished the fruit salad tonight, too. And Benefiber.....

Right after dinner, P packed the totes for the show tomorrow night, and R packed the car for golf in the morning.

After this is posted, P is going to go upstairs to commisserate on the Cubs loss, and watch a little TV and have a glass of red wine and go to BED and listen with one ear for the POOPING RACCOON!