January 1st, 2018

January 1

I rang in the new year with an excellent sleep. When I was little, my parents always went to a New Year's Eve party and came home with New Year Eve toys for us. Noise makers and pompoms. It was always such a treat. There were three of us, so they always had to talk some poor schmuck into giving up his toys so that each of us could have a set. I love those schmucks.

I'm also thinking this morning of my grandmother. Which is weird because I don't that often. She was born in 1900 so 100 years ago, she would have been 18. I can almost see it. What a different (from mine) life she had. I'll bet she'd have rocked the socks off of 2018.

I got a fun note yesterday from my friend Barrie. I met Barrie at the LA Fitness pool. She and I used to swim at the same time every day and just migrated into friends. She's a couple of years older than I am. A year ago last November, she broke her foot and quit swimming. But, we met every once in a while for breakfast or lunch and a catch up. I kept her posted on the downhill slide of LA Fitness. And then, when I found this current gym, I sent her a note to tell her about it.

Yesterday she wrote that she and her husband had joined my gym and she was going to start swimming again. Also she said that they gave my name as a referral and were told that I'd get some kind of gift as a result! So nice. We probably won't be swimming at the same times during the week but we might run into each other on the weekends.

The pool today opens at 8 again. I'll be there then. After that is up for grabs. I'll still try to walk the hall every few hours and there will be TV. I finished up Good Behavior. Such a great show. I sure hope there is a season 3. But now I can focus on The Crown. I'm only through episode 4, I think. Plenty of good left.

It really can only get better

Today really just kind of sucked. I feel like crap and I'm ready to get better. At least there was nothing I had to do and The Crown did keep me entertained.

I was amused to see/remember one tiny thing. At one point, the family gathers to see a newscast and Queen Elisabeth goes over to the tiny black and white TV and turns the On knob and the TV springs to life instantly.

That's how TV's used to work, boys and girls! Instantly. In the very early days, it came on instantly but then had to warm up a bit before the picture was what we called then 'clear'. Plus, you had to walk up to it and use a knob. There was an ON/Off knob. A volume knob and a channel knob.

The first time I ever had a remote control in my own house was in the early 1980's. I got a Sony BetaMax VCR and it had a remote control. But, the remote control was NOT wireless! "CAREFUL! Don't trip on the wire!!" was included in the sound track of every recording.

My Mom went to the store one day, in early 2000's. She wanted a little TV for the den. She got one. Took it home, plugged it in, hit the ON button. Unplugged it, took it back to the store and told the 'nice young man' it was broken because it didn't come on when she hit ON. The 'nice young man' plugged it in and hit ON and, after a bit, it came on. Mother took it back home and, every single time she turned it on after that, she bitched about how long it took to warm up.

Not long after that, she emailed one night in a panic that there were black lines on the bottom of her screen. I wrote about it on LJ and angelamermaid pipped in that it sounded like she had turned closed captions on. I got back to Mom and she looked up closed captions in her manual and fixed it herself. She was so proud and I was so grateful to angelamermaid.

Wow. Got off track there... Anyway, tomorrow morning I'll send a note to Dr. Lung for more prednisone and all will be better. Soon.

Strange remembery

It just popped into my head for the first time in a bizillion years... It was on New Years Day, 1982? that my husband asked me for a divorce. I've never been so delighted and relieved and glad for anything in my life. As I went to sleep that night I felt a peace that I had not ever felt before and maybe not even since. The marriage sucked but I didn't have enough balls to get out myself.

It's very cool to remember that feeling, though. It was amazing.