Since George is such a good sport about attending As games with me I just couldn’t turn him down when he said he had tickets to the Cal Football game this evening. Since my dental appointment (actually periodontal appointment) at the SFVA this morning went well I didn’t even have pain or discomfort as an excuse.
It was a lovely walk into town. Silly me, I though he said the game started at 1900. It turned out to be 1930 which still doesn’t explain why it took almost 2 hours to get to half-time. Meanwhile the temperature had dropped significantly. I started to get cold even though there really wasn’t any wind. The stadium is well designed that way.
Never mind I was wearing tights, jeans, a turtleneck, a fleece AND a leather jacket – sitting still means the cold started to seep into my bones. By 2130 I was shaking and elected to walk home rather than tough out another couple of hours. I was sorry to miss the Cal Marching band. Ole Miss was leading (non-conference game) and I will spare you my thoughts on their nickname.
It was a long uphill walk, of which I am sure you have heard me complaining about before. I am thinking about a nice warm cup of green tea and a book….
It has been a while since I have bored everyone else, much less myself with the current status of the ongoing renovation/construction.
There was progress while we were gone. Most of it isn’t visible to the eye involving foundation, heating coils, more concrete, and wooden uprights. And then there is the wiring and plumbing. Where before there were wires hanging and occasional circuits in the house not functioning there are now two breaker boxes on the wall of what will become my utility room. There are pipes with valves where there will be plumbing fixtures and sinks There are the beginnings of walls.
The front entry revision has been started.
The windows have been delivered, we have counter tops, tiles and flooring on order along with kitchen appliances. I think we still have to get the majority of the bathroom fixtures and fittings ordered.
Perhaps I need a check list?
In any case, I think there is an end in sight. In fact, I think an end is actually going to happen…
Pictures? Oh, yes. Just have to get them off my phone….
It is Wednesday, with Friday the 13th arriving in the middle of the week. I am sitting in the infusion room at the SFVA. My break is over and I am back to hanging out with other vets and the infusion nurses.
I’ve finished the main run of chemo and am now shifting over to maintenance therapy. No promises but the best guess is that returning for regular infusions (immunotherapy) will prolong remission and I am all for that. Never any promises, but we will see.
So it was up at a really early time this morning, dropping Dani off at work before parking at BART and heading to SF. In a long, round about way, I managed to make my way to the SFVA via the #38 Bus on Geary. I arrived about 10 seconds too late to catch the usual MetroLink bus. This particular driver is overly prompt and doesn’t stop or wait for anyone (unlike the drivers on the previous Bauer Contract). Just after I was leaning disgustedly on the wall, preparing to wait 40 minutes for the next bus another person bound for the VA. In a flash of really dumb thoughts, we decided to head over to Geary and catch the 38R. Said bus, of course, didn’t come along. After waiting a while we grabbed the second 38 and wound up dropped in front of the VA just about the same time as if we had waited for the free shuttle.
None the less, the ride was fun as it was just about only VA staff + a couple of vets by the time that we arrived at 42nd street.
The clinic hasn’t changed but there has been considerable nursing staff turnover since I was here 90 days ago. I was able to give away the bag of lemons I brought and get a latte even before I started my appointments.
It is going to be a long day – I have dental after I finish at the infusion center. But I should be done in time to catch the Metrolink home. By that time, George ought to be home!
other than the fact that we have no power today, it feels like I am falling right back into the routine. And no power? Well, this is a construction zone…
What has changed while I was gone?
The foundation is finished, the outer walls are up and the sunporch is framed. There are wires and plumbing and the actual outline of rooms. There is no longer a front entry way to the house, at least during the day as there is now a gaping hole between the front steps and the top of the stairs. A temporary ramp takes its place in the evening so we have access instead of having to go out through the living room and down the deck stairs (which also involves transversing the construction zone and prepositioned supplies. Eventually we will have a new entry in the front complete with a set of stairs goign down to the lower level.
Imagine that! I won’t have to go outside to get to the laundry room! ‘
Meanwhile, it is errands, drop offs, and all the usual things that fall to the only person in the house currently with both a valid driver’s license and an ability to drive a standard transmission.
House renovations are still going gangbusters. What that translates is that there are large amounts of each day this week where we will have neither power nor water. Given that – thought I would just drop a quick note.
The cement pouring is complete as is most of the framing. The temperatures will continue to be elevated today which won’t be fun for either the dogs or the human beings working in and around the house. My plans are relatively simple – try to get some work done, run errands and not to fry.
George is still in Germany and won’t be flying home till Wednesday.
We were also in Heidelberg 16 years ago. I was at work, 1500 in the afternoon. The kids were finishing up in school.
Please, stop and think. Observe a minute or more of silence and reflection today both for all of those who died. More importantly also have that moment for the survivors who had to struggle through a world which had irrevocably changed for them personally as well as their surroundings in a new world order that seems to have lead to even more death and destruction.
Upfront – I am at the ballpark. George is in Germany. Today marks our 39th anniversary.
There were many years in our marriage where deployments and/or jobs interfered with celebration of our anniversary or either of our birthdays. Seven years in fact where we missed all three and not a broken mirror to blame. This year I was a bit concerned. His birthday, which falls in July was hampered a bit by the house construction. I haven’t yet come up with an excuse to duck out on my birthday in October. Which leaves our anniversary today; a day which just happens to have an A’s home game.
It isn’t that I don’t want to be in the same place with my husband. It is rather that a good friend of ours, perhaps George’s closest friend in Germany died unexpectedly last week. It is why he rerouted to Heidelberg while I came home. Anniversaries roll around every year; not so with funerals.
Meanwhile, the As managed to win the fourth of four games in the series with 41 runs scored over the four games.
When I was a kid and listening to the Minnesota Twins games on the radio, I remember doubleheaders. Two games on one day and the batteries on my transistor radio running down by the time the eighth inning of the second game rolled around.
This was before 100 mile/hour fastballs. Before every single pitch was clocked, much less the exit speed of balls blasted out of the park. Before there seemed to be a limit on how many pitches one could expect from a starter, back when it wasn’t uncommon for a starter to pitch the whole game. Nor was it considered unreasonable for a team (well all but the pitcher) to manage two games in a day. One was normally in the afternoon with the second following a couple of hours later in the evening. After all, when you think about it – a tie game that runs 14-18 innings is just about the same thing.
Rather than give all the details here – I will just refer you to the excellent article in Wiki which is obviously labeled – DoubleHeader – Baseball. I hadn’t been aware that there were so many varieties. This particular pair of games was occurring because of a game rained out earlier this spring. That is right – rained out in Oakland. Two games – one ticket. The only down side that any of us could see was that the Food Trucks were going to have to clear out by 1730 due to a later scheduled concert at the Oracle Arena.
It was a great day for baseball – sun, friends (many of whom unfortunately indulged in a little too much beer) and a pair of wins by the A’s. Part of it was excellent defense and hitting on the part of the As. Part of it, frankly, is that I think the Astro’s would have much rather been home in Houston.
That is my planned tag line tonight at the A’s game when I am so tired that I can hardly see straight. Helps that it is the total and complete truth. It will also be the first time showing up to a game this year with only a hat rather than a head scarf as well.
Other truths: I am flying SAS back to SFO. Reindeer Hides at the airport come complete with export papers and carrying case for 1/4th the cost of what they were in either Greenland or Iceland. If I didn’t have enough to carry… and George is headed to Heidelberg and won’t be back in the US till next Wednesday.
It helps that I am flying a decent class of both airline and ticket. The expedited line was not jammed at all. Turned out to be excellent as I managed to drop my boarding pass along the line and it took us a few minutes to locate it (on the floor next to me under another passenger’s foot). All of which probably explains why – when I went out of the lounge to get this photo:
The Lego Tourist
I came back to the lounge with my Lufthansa Senator card in my back pocket and a boarding pass from yesterday. The Danish woman running the lounge was kind, knew exactly the Lego Store and manually clicked the gate so I could return to obviously much needed coffee, my possessions and my husband who had to go through the regular security lane.
The combination of passengers in this lounge is rather interesting. Rather international in scope, it is easy to see who are the regular “Gold” card passengers and those who have wangled status through United Airlines. I will just leave it at that (and try not to sound either embarrassed or like a snob) Otherwise, I am amazed always at the number of people traveling for business. And the number of businesses which spring for higher end tickets. Now if I could teach them all about “indoor voice” it would be really nice.
I’ve about 45 minutes to go to boarding. Probably time to make sure that I have all things that I will need once on the light easily accessibly.
This is one of those times when I admit to having experienced travel on a number of different cruise lines (Royal, Norwegian, Celebrity, MSC, Costa, Crystal, Princess, P&O, Voyages of Discovery, Windstar just to hit the highpoints). Each line is unique in how it does certain things.
Phoenix is more unique than the others. It is not just that it is a German speaking line. It is more than the ship arrival time was scheduled for 0900. Yes, that is right – 0900 in the morning. Not 0430-0700 for which there is plenty of time to get home the same day. Once docked, the immigration personnel have to look at the non-EU/EEA passports. That, in simple terms meant all of the non-EU crew and the three Americans and one Canadian on board. Ok, that can take a few minutes. Next – rather than letting one member of the couple pick up both passports – each of the four of us had to head to Guest Services and rescue our individual Pass.
Next was the challenge of getting off the ship which turned out not to be as problematic as the scrum at the gangway first indicated. The ship’s personnel were prompt and had the walk-off passengers to the front of the line. That meant us since we had booked a van for Bremen (two with train connections at 1115 or 1325 and us with a flight at 1315). Given the drive was going to be at least 80 minutes in best traffic, I figured that waiting for baggage off load at 1000-1015 was not a good idea.
Did I mention that they sling-load the luggage off with a crane? No conveyor belt or rolling baggage cart here!
The terminal was more than a bit of a zoo. The two other Phoenix Ships – Amadeus and Albatros were also in port with earlier arrivals than us. And then there was the Costa Magica cluttering up the largest docking space and hogging all the taxis in town.
We made it to Bremen in enough time for Ron & Amy to catch their train. George and I are now taking a break in the Lufthansa Lounge prior to our flight to Munich. That is right – Munich on the way to Copenhagen.
I obviously have a sense of humor and an ability to find the most inconvenient flights (which have a tendency to save me money).
Up front – it was overcast, so no chance for star viewing, much less Northern Lights.
Otherwise, this was the sea day before Reykjavik. Once again I studiously ignored avoided dealing with my hard drive as well as most sources of food. This, as you might well have guessed is a typical ship. Wait an hour or two and there will be another opportunity to be served food. Should you not be able to wait – there is room service.
The food list – early risers coffee and pastries, breakfast, late risers breakfast, bullion, lunch, afternoon tea, dinner, late night snack. Does that sound like enough food or what?
Please note – the bar staff makes regular rounds so that passengers don’t have to leave their comfortable lounge seats to obtain beverages. The fruit basket in the cabin is refreshed regularly and mini-Ritter Sports appear on the pillow nightly.
I am hearing the usual complaints about weight gain from my fellow passengers which may make sense when you remember that this is a 23 day cruise (or is it 24? I forget). I haven’t gained anything and it doesn’t appear that George has either. The food is good fare, with solid German spices, herbs and flavoring. That is right – the big four! Salt, pepper, parsley and onion. If you are really lucky, the occasional garlic clove may pass over a dish. The crew does have chill sauce available for one of the stir frys; I was the only one all day who asked for any plus went back to have more added.
I spent most of the day working on a fairly large size cross stitch and skipped all of the shows.