I am certifiably _______________ (you fill in the blank). I realize I must be totally crazy. It is freezing outside and I went out with the idea of ostensibly picking up a few twigs left in the aftermath of heavy winds, recent tree trimming, etc. I got outside, took a gander at my estate (this statement alone makes me certifiably _________), miniscule as it is, pulled the leaf grabbing net off the pond, realized I had a koi that hasn’t survived this part of the winter, tried to take it out, could not because of the ice covering and started picking up twigs. I realized during my view of the pond that the new apparatus to keep a “blowhole” in the ice is working, so I am wondering what killed my eight inch fish.
Anyhow, went up front, the wind is blowing in typical Chicago fashion and I decided to rake. Thought I would get me a little workout since I wasn’t hitting the gym today, hadn’t managed to fit myself into the time window that the gym has today. Raking was exhilarating, but my fingers started freezing despite my gloves, so I came in for a breather and hand warm up. I bet everyone knew keyboarding is great to get the blood flowing in the fingers, so here I am.
I am going out in a few minutes to complete the job. Ali accompanied me and was so unhelpful to my venture. I am wondering if she and Mary Kay have some sort of silent dog/person contract to keep tabs on me and/or maybe keep me busy. No sooner had I started raking the lawn that Ali went in the back yard and located a branch somewhere which she pulled out into the front and proceeded to tear it apart. Is this in the master plan for my yard cleanup? A dog hell bent on keeping me in my aerobic pursuit of bits of wood? Mary Kay, did you pay her in dog treats?
While doing all this I am pleased to say that I am using my latest iPhone app which allows me to hear a pop music station in France, NRJ. It is kind of funny listening to so much American music that is introduced in fast deejay French and a real treat to bide my outdoor time. Right now, they are playing a song that has nothing more than orchestral music interrupted every few minutes by an Anglo saying, “Barbra Streisand.” Odd, to say the least.
Okay, my fingers are warm and I think I should continue my workout. Later!