Welcome to The Moose Pond! The Welcomings posts give the Moose, old and new, a place to visit and share words about the weather, life, the world at large and the small parts of Moosylvania that we each inhabit.
Welcomings will be posted at the start of each week (usually Saturday night with a Sunday date). To find the posts, just bookmark this link and Voila! (which is Moose for “I found everyone!!”).
The format is simple: each day, the first moose to arrive on-line will post a comment welcoming the new day and complaining (or bragging!) about their weather. Or mentioning an interesting or thought provoking news item. Or simply checking in.
So … what’s going on in your part of Moosylvania?
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Good Saturday morning, Meese! It’s cloudy, 72 F., and likely to rain. Will be glad to see it.
Dearly came home last night at 9:30, tenderly assisted by two med techs* who asked whether I wanted the pillow and blanket he was reclining on. “That would be nice,” I agreed. He has been given a boatload of meds, and he’s trying to figure out whether he’s already taking some of them. Nurse Rached has already been round this morning to change the dressing on his wound. She holds a Ph.D in obnoxiousness from the University of Alaya-bayama. I loathe persons who address adult strangers by such terms as “Baby,” as if my IQ doesn’t exceed hers by 150 points. She probably, even at age 55, refers to her male parent as “Mah Daddeh.”
Dearly is asleep at the moment. I feel as if I want to crawl back into bed for a while too. M’Daughter is urging me to call the Social Worker to get help. But what could she do? He dislikes having anyone other than family around. She wouldn’t know how to make tea or coffee the way we like it. (I made the coffee this morning but it was weaker than Mango Mussolini. I’m learning, though.) We already have a once-a-month housekeeper. I suppose the help could vacuum the kitchen floor and with the Death Cleaning (throwing away hundreds of spice containers that I haven’t used in 7 and 1/2 years.)
Well, enough griping. Going to rest while reading The Counterfeit Countess,who saved the lives of thousands of Polish and Jewish people in WWII. Then I’ll go to the Deli to get some lunch. Don’t feel like going anywhere else today except the gym.
Wishing a good day to all at the Pond. Hope those who are feeling ill will feel better. See you tomorrow!
*The first thing they did after entering was slap a DNR on our fridge door. “That’s the first thing they’ll want to see,” the young man explained. Who is “they”? And isn’t this an ominous sign?