Dr. Oz and Hygiene Habits

Each day turns into the next and I keep putting one foot in front of the other and tackle the next task. Time is relative. I spent yesterday taking everything off the porches and then putting some of it back after cleaning all surfaces. The day before that I shopped for store supplies and did some painting and cleaned the restrooms. The day before that I mowed and then painted the new building that houses the pool pumps. The day before that I mowed .........

Some days I cook, some days we just grab whatever we find and eat, shower and collapse for the night. No matter the amount accomplished, there is always so much more to do. He who does not listen to his wife pulled a muscle in his lower back and has been in pain for weeks now. I keep telling him that he has to give his body a chance to heal if he wants to get better. He went to a chiropractor. He told him the same thing. I love it when I am proven right ...... even if it was a chiropractor.

He is still taking calls to help stranded motorists and retrieve abandoned vehicles from the roadside. One such vehicle was full of stuff. In the front seat was a box containing a surround sound system. In case you are wondering what becomes of such things; after a specified amount of time and effort to alert the owner to the whereabouts, it becomes the property of the service that picked it up. Kind of like unclaimed luggage at the airport.

He who loves all things electrical and noise was awarded the system. He eagerly set about stringing wires and such around our very small living space and hooking up all theses speakers and various components and had it all set for a sound test. He turned on the TV and Dr. Oz was on. He who loves sound is not familiar with Dr. Oz, never having watched his show before .......

I was about the business of preparing a meal that did not involve milk and a bowl and a spoon. I was half listening to Dr. Oz and he was talking about the things in his life that gave him a sense of well-being. I don't know which was funnier; the look on my husband's face as he listened to Dr. Ox wax eloquent about the virtues of using baby wipes on his nether regions after relieving himself or the fact that the sound system was defective. Really too funny.

Dr. Oz went on and on about the texture and softness of the aloe wipes as he who was disgusted watched in horror. Then he made a statement about the wipes being flushable. Fatal error. Don't tell the man who has snaked out the sewer to find wads of them plugging up the plumbing that these things should be flushed. And don't even mention tampons to him!

It was good to laugh. Dinner has been served and cleared. The last reservation has arrived. Time to hit the pillow and escape for a few hours. My canine contingent has finally settled back into a routine since the death of Emmy. I still dream about her from time to time and think I hear her cry out in the wee hours of the morning.

I have realized that she was pretty miserable for the last 6 months of her life. Her mate, Oscar, has slowed down considerably. He doesn't even bark now when he hears a stranger. He refuses to go outside unless I stand with him, all the while glancing over his shoulder to make sure that I am there. I have been giving him extra attention and he sleeps snug against my leg every night. Wall-E has abandoned me to go back to his previous spot next to he who loves him most. Toni Louise is a sweet girl, but prefers to occupy her own space at the foot of the bed. My bedfellows await me ......