Saturday, November 12, 2005

A nearly perfect Saturday

And you know that it had to include some golf, right?

But first, grandma is home from the hip replacement surgery and doing just fine, thank you very much. She would like to show her hateful physical therapist how well she is getting up by herself from her home furniture. We stopped by today to check on her, and have called her twice, but she has no need of us.

She even got up this morning and fixed her own breakfast. An amazing lady at 82 with two artificial knees and an artificial hip. I'm calling her the bionic woman. She just smiles knowingly.

We put the pop-up camper up this morning and I spent several hours removing the gas stove to gain access to the built-in microwave/toaster oven combination mounted underneath. On our last camping trip (with Ruth a few weeks ago) the oven had shifted in its cubby hole and needed to have its shelf reinforced, its little plastic/rubber "feet" re-attached, and the strap that is supposed to hold it in place tightened.

I was able to get all that done with cordless drill/screwdriver, some screws, some glue, and a fair amount of ingenuity. I contend that short of a wreck on the highway it will not shift its position again. We'll see.

Ruth joined us for golf at our local public course and both the weather and the pace of play were excellent. Too bad about the quality of play, but I'm sure you don't want to hear about the 12 I carded on the first par 5, so I won't tell you about it. Suffice it to say that those 12 strokes inclued a tee shot out of bounds (and across the road, and lost in the weeds), a few hacks here and there, one really good long straight shot in the middle, a missed green, a pitch over the green into a bunker, a bunker shot short of the green, a chip and two putts. Plus a couple of... but no, you don't want to hear about all that, right? Right.

Other than that one hole, I played pretty well. Not as well as the ladies, but that's normal.

Back at the house we had long telephone calls from both of our daughters, including an update on grandson Trevor's latest escapades. Among these are scooting across the room in his little walker, sitting up by himself, and drinking from a little "sippy cup."

(If you don't know what that is, you haven't been around infants recently.)

After a scrumptious dinner of carry-out pizza, we retired to the bedroom for some... no, that's what Joy would call TMI.

Anyway, all in all not a bad day.

Ahhhhh.

5 comments:

schnoodlepooh said...

Yes, it sounds like Grandma is bionic. Good for her. And your day sounds quite nice. Doing well at golf isn't as important as just getting out there with friends and enjoying the activity, right?

Karyn Lyndon said...

It sounds like a wonderful day. The weather was beautiful here, too, except for the wind...but not bad for the middle of November.

Jodi said...

Glad grandma is feeling better. Better not tell the PT this, as she'll think her harsh words were the perfect advice and pat herself on the back.

But I did laugh as soon as I read the title of your post. I'm glad someone had a good Saturday.

Michelle said...

Good for grandma getting up and about by herself. Woman rock!

Thanks for mentioning pizza. I had to restrain myself from ordering one today and it was real hard. I am not sure whether I will be able to hold out though until my taste buds are satisfied.

Have a super duper week.

Monica said...

I'm like your grandmother is recuperating..that's a rough surgery at her age.

Congrats on the digital camera...it's cool to go together on something like that.