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No longer on the river and, again, an empty nester. Back to living on Fleming Island and making some more friends!

Thursday, January 31, 2008

Breaking into the "emergency" boxes....

Mmmm....just got home from having my therapeutic massage, feeling and smelling awesome. Carol uses whatever scent of oil the client wants, and I pick patchouli. It reminds of when I was a girl using that oil as my perfume. She put in on my clavicles so that I can smell it all day. Ahhh, Carol really helps aches and pains to go away, or at least at ease for awhile. Dee is the one who introduced me to her, so I'd better include both those ladies in my Will---what the heck, I'll even add Julia since she's the first one I knew who went to Carol!
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It was such a blessing when Dee got me an appointment for a massage when I was suffering from sciatica back in October. Carol knew just how to manipulate my arms and legs in order to ease the searing pain. I could actually walk when I got done with my first treatment, and made appointments to return for more. She uses a procedure called "orthobionomy" which really did the trick for me. Anyone who has a hitch in their get-along should really seek out a massage therapist who uses this technique. In Orange Park, Carol is located at Salon 2000, Fleming Island. Tell her Kim sent you!
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Okay, so what about the "emergency boxes"? I will tell......(my best European accent..) You know how there are fire extinguishers in metal boxes with glass doors and a little hammer attached? There is a sign that says "In case of emergency, break the glass to get the extingisher out" or something like that. For my birthday, I received from Dee and Julia a pyramid of 7 hexigon-shaped boxes, secured largest to smallest with a lovely ribbon. Each box contains a different, delicious treat of some sort, from peppermint candies to Ghirardelli dark chocolate with caramel filling. Need I say more? I broke into the boxes today (after exercising amazing restraint!) and removed a piece or two of the contents to enjoy as I write. Don't wish to make a habit of that, wanting to keep the special treat boxes "in case of emergency". No hammer required. What an awesome day so far----massage and chocolate!
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I am sad that my family is having such a rough winter this season. Yesterday the western shore peoples were house-bound due to snow drifts and icy roads. Mom assured me she had sufficient supplies so she wouldn't starve. Maybe she'll rethink this "not traveling anymore" mindset, given the fact that the winter is quite harsh thus far. Just the day before, my friend, Judy in Winona, MN, reported that the schools were closed due to weather, which probably means that Lori and family had a snowday as well. The Mississippi River peoples got clobbered on Tuesday and the Lake Michiganders the next day.
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Sometimes I think I might be Greek! Pastor was reading a Scripture passage the other day, and it was one long sentence. When finished, Pastor remarked that this a characteristic of Greek writing, the run-on sentence structure. According to Gus in 'My Big, Fat Greek Wedding', everything is Greek or comes from the Greek, including run-on sentences!
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Jen and I really enjoyed the opera last night, much more than I would have expected. Subtitles! On a screen across the top of the curtain, the words were translated into English for us non-Italian listeners. This was a first for me, and certainly garnered more story having the subtitles (can they be 'sub' if they are overhead??) for us to follow along.
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Oops, got a bit carried away with this today so will let you guys go. And gals, too. A quick rundown of the rest of the week includes Art Guild meeting this evening, a harpsicord recital downtown tomorrow, worship Sunday, and Super Bowl party later that day. Monday is my first day with a new art teacher, Bob, who is going to try his hand with teaching someone who is un-trainable!
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Please have a wonderful afternoon and don't forget to write! Break into your emergency boxes and live it up!
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p.s. I forgot to tell you about something: when doing massage Carol commented about my "happy hips" and "happy lymphs". I chuckled when she said that and told her I was going to write about it...so, say hello to Happy Hips!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Again more shoveling for yours truly today. Thankfully by the time I got to work someone had shoveled the sidewalk in fron tof the parlor. the other day I had to shovel whne it was so bitterly cold. Not only do we have able bodied men that could do it but also a snowblower. The guys that can do it work in the freezer so they are dressed for the cold. No rhyme or reason where I work. Anyway it is supposed to stay about 20 for the next few days. I depressed myself today by figuring out I had 8 more weekends to be off before I start to work the parlor. At the end of february I would like to take a ride down by Jamie and family.