My wife has had trouble getting comfortable in bed for some time now. Her first attempt to alleviate the pains came when we got our kingsize bed. It was one of those air ride units. It came with two kingsize pillows. And we kept our old ones. Her thinking being that the two big pillows could be tucked here and shoved there. Not good enough.
She bought a memory pillow. She didn't like it and gave it to me. It remembered that when I use it, it's mostly flat. I gave it back.
Next she bought a body pillow. It is double the length of the bed and is in the shape of a U. It will attack in the middle of the night and when I disgustedly wake up and attempt to throw it across the room, it comes back to the exact position it was in before I threw it.
During all of this (meaning the two years it took for this to happen) she found out that she could get comfortable sleeping in her Lazyboy. Not beside him.
She recently bought a wedge pillow thinking that she could simulate a Lazyboy while laying in bed. Not so.
Currently she has left me with a mountain of pillows, on her side of the bed, which I can't crawl over. If I set the alarm, it will wake me, because I must get out of bed and walk around to where the alarm is. Mountain climbing is dangerous when you are half asleep.
She is now, again, sleeping in her Lazyboy. I am finding it hard to sleep with a wedgie.
Saturday, June 26, 2004
Friday, June 25, 2004
sleep
Time being at a premium, I have started to blog. My thinking being, that I have nothing to do between midnight and six AM when I wake, and can't go back to sleep except that unintentional sleep in a chair which I do easily. So now I blog and can fill that space with run-on sentences.
The price of corn and golf.
Golf, when taught to someone in their youth is filled with advantages. The first reason, being the one most people give, is that it allows those of us approaching our senior years, exercise and camaraderie. It can teach sporstmanship to the young, and it allows them to learn to mingle with men and women 50 years their senior. All of this is great, but it overlooks the real reason we play golf.
It prepares our minds and attitudes for the really tough times in life. You can shoot four over par one day and follow that with a nintey seven. You walk into the house after that and your wife says "sit down, I've got bad news, your best friend Chuck just died". You say "well that's nothing, I took a ten on hole seven today". You would like to have said a double or triple bogey but you don't know what six over is called. "Ol Chuck died, eh"
I bring this up because I've been playing the worst golf of my life on our little nine hole course. In league play I shot a fifty one followed a week later with a fifty seven. Tuesday I shot a forty one and another one yesterday. The golfer with less experience would celebrate the fact that after years of struggling with the game, I've finally got it. But as for me, I know that corn hit $3.20 a bushel lately and I sold a few loads. But for the most part I'll get my normal $2.00. I learned that from golf. I have a forty eight average and those forty one's will have to be averaged out with some fifty five's. I know that, It's golf.
One day you'll get a call that some of your dearest relatives are coming for a visit, you'll get in your truck to head to the grocery store, and back over your dog. It doesn't matter, I'm used to it, I play golf. It's the average. cliff
It prepares our minds and attitudes for the really tough times in life. You can shoot four over par one day and follow that with a nintey seven. You walk into the house after that and your wife says "sit down, I've got bad news, your best friend Chuck just died". You say "well that's nothing, I took a ten on hole seven today". You would like to have said a double or triple bogey but you don't know what six over is called. "Ol Chuck died, eh"
I bring this up because I've been playing the worst golf of my life on our little nine hole course. In league play I shot a fifty one followed a week later with a fifty seven. Tuesday I shot a forty one and another one yesterday. The golfer with less experience would celebrate the fact that after years of struggling with the game, I've finally got it. But as for me, I know that corn hit $3.20 a bushel lately and I sold a few loads. But for the most part I'll get my normal $2.00. I learned that from golf. I have a forty eight average and those forty one's will have to be averaged out with some fifty five's. I know that, It's golf.
One day you'll get a call that some of your dearest relatives are coming for a visit, you'll get in your truck to head to the grocery store, and back over your dog. It doesn't matter, I'm used to it, I play golf. It's the average. cliff
Thursday, June 17, 2004
Alpha
If I told someone from our small town that "last night about 4:30 A.M. I was
blogging for the first time", the women would turn red, and run. The
men would just wink and say, "well attaboy. It's about time. You're what, 54 years old"?
I may wait a while to try and explain just what blogging is until I figure out what
blogging is. My nephew Marty, from Indianappolis, though well intentioned, got me started
doing this, and here I am, the maiden voyage.
I see two possible outcomes to this. One, in a few years, this may cross my mind one more
time as the thirty minutes I wasted that one June morning back in oh-four. Or I may brag
a bit and say "oh yeah, I've been blogging for years" as if to say "you moron, get with
it, learn how to use that computer.
Now I lay me down to sleep. Thanks Marty. I think.
blogging for the first time", the women would turn red, and run. The
men would just wink and say, "well attaboy. It's about time. You're what, 54 years old"?
I may wait a while to try and explain just what blogging is until I figure out what
blogging is. My nephew Marty, from Indianappolis, though well intentioned, got me started
doing this, and here I am, the maiden voyage.
I see two possible outcomes to this. One, in a few years, this may cross my mind one more
time as the thirty minutes I wasted that one June morning back in oh-four. Or I may brag
a bit and say "oh yeah, I've been blogging for years" as if to say "you moron, get with
it, learn how to use that computer.
Now I lay me down to sleep. Thanks Marty. I think.
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