23. January, 2005 - older, not smarter

Friday was kinda fun. Lots of snow, and I didn’t need to go anywhere. I cooked a pork-roast in my crock-pot during the day, and put up the window film in the bedroom while watching the snow come down. Invited Jim over for dinner, since it seemed a shame to eat a four-pound roast all by myself, and we had a few beers to wash down the (overcooked - I’m still learning the details of crock-pot cooking) pig. Then we shovelled the area in front of my garage before heading to the Sportsman (so it wouldn’t get packed down by traffic and I wouldn’t have to do as much in the morning). A fun, though unremarkable, evening, and I stayed up later than I should have.

D'Ohh!Saturday. The snow is done falling, it’s a beautiful blue morning, with bright sunshine shining down from the sky and lasering off the pristine snow into my pounding head. There was a fair amount of snow to be shovelled, even with the help of the neighbor who had come by with his snowthrower to get some of it out of the way. Somewhere along the way, I heaved a load of snow incorrectly, probably because I was using the lazy-man’s approach (if you carry twice as big a load, you only have to make half as many trips) and wrenched my back. It was one of those moments where I not only realized that I’m getting older, but that I’m not getting smarter at the same rate as I’m getting older. D’Ohh!

Hey-Oh!The rest of Saturday was spent sleeping and laying on the couch watching TV, and wishing I had more milk on hand to wash down the ibuprofen. The positive development is that Pete, who has been thinking of splitting my Saints season tickets with me this year, has decided to go through with it. We haven’t worked out the details yet, but I’m sure it will bring some changes in my attendance at games. Hell, maybe this will be the year that I finally work out some sort of deal with the five or six couples who sit to my right to use some of the tickets they don’t, too.

Today looks like another day spent laying about on a hot-pack and eating ibuprofen. My back still isn’t especially happy, and I think it’s best to try and get recovered before the work-week kicks in tomorrow and I have to spend most of the day upright in front of the computer. Luckily, I have a bunch of DVDs I’ve been meaning to watch, and should only have to leave the house to go buy a few groceries. And hey, I did get all the shovelling done yesterday, so I can feel good about that, right?

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