The Visible Woman...September 18, 2003

Until last year we always celebrated my dad's and my mom's birthdays together. His was September 18th and hers the 19th. There will always be that next day dangling.

We say 'happy birthday' to Dad all day. In the evening, the kids come over and we have a cookout and a cake. The only candles they find are a big 'two' and a 'one.' Well, he's at least twenty-one. Four times plus three.

Mom would have been eighty-two tomorrow. She didn't make it. You never know. My dad seems to wake up every day surprised that he's not only this old but still sort of intact. He can drive. He can see pretty well (after a few cataract fixes). He hears OK, especially with hearing aids in. He remembers where he is and can take care of himself pretty well.

Thursday, September 18, 2003

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Dad enjoys a birthday cake with his granddaugher and great grandsons	birthdays Until last year we always celebrated my dad's and my mom's birthdays together. His was September 18th and hers the 19th. There will always be that next day dangling. We say 'happy birthday' to Dad all day. In the evening, the kids come over and we have a cookout and a cake. The only candles they find are a big 'two' and a 'one.' Well, he's at least twenty-one. Four times plus three. Mom would have been eighty-two tomorrow. She didn't make it. You never know. My dad seems to wake up every day surprised that he's not only this old but still sort of intact. He can drive. He can see pretty well (after a few cataract fixes). He hears OK, especially with hearing aids in. He remembers where he is and can take care of himself pretty well.
JUST TYPING Birthdays. A chance to stop and think. To concentrate on one person.
		Food Diary. *breakfast* asiago cheese bagel, sun-dried tomato cream cheese *lunch* nada...or at least I didn't write it down *dinner* two grilled chicken breasts, half a big baked potato with cheese and Bleu Cheese viniagrette dressing (Marie's) and spinach salad with pine nuts, a beer, a Jack Daniels and a glass of wine! Whoa. The alcohol diet.
		Time flies.... Didn't do much really.
		Time flies.... Didn't do much really.
		Reading. Two Sides of the Beach by Edmund Blandford.
		Nothing.
		Exercise Walked at least three miles. Did some stretches and sit-ups.
		Back is cured, I'd say. Mood is mellow.