The last three weeks have been filled with day to day obligations and surprises.
The day to day obligations still include time reserved for wrist exercises. It may not impress you, but I am excited that I now am doing my exercises alternating one and two pound weights. It is a quiet excitement, but excitement nonetheless.
The person who has been pushing, massaging, and encouraging me for the past couple of months is Jeri. Tall like the letter "J" and cuter than the letter "i". We exchange stories and laugh when I'm not about to break a sweat lifting the two pound weight. Go ahead and chuckle; I started with four ounces. I will miss Jeri when the days of rehab are done.
This is the third week that Lali will be attending her training classes. She is bright and determined as is displayed by this nest she created for herself. We just have to help her get a little more "civilized". As in not barking her fool head off when people are walking on the far side of the street or deciding that anything she sees on the ground while she's out for her constitutional needs to be tested to see if it is correctly seasoned.
Went to a meeting on June 24th; came out of the meeting and began to walk to my car. Walked and walked and did not find the car. Called Pasadena Police Department to let them know I thought it might be stolen. They shared that it was impounded! For unpaid tickets. Tickets that I think were paid.
A Dickensian saga followed: offices, walking in the heat, officers, tellers, expired license - not mine, bus, walking, AAA, and more. Result: we again have the car.
May I share with you that if you pay tickets electronically, you know via the 'net, the DMV doesn't always let the Police Department know that this transaction has taken place. This must happen with some frequency because we were automatically sent a form to be used to contest the action.
We are now a two car family. There is a FIAT 550e that is a part of our two car fleet.
Name and license plates are pending.
Front runners for name are Chica and Chapita.