Old movies and puttering

 As I live my way through this "whatever it is" crud... feeling better or worse day by day... I've been avoiding news and watching old movies.  Let's see, I watched Ivanhoe, the 1982 version Saturday. I noted as I did that I understood it a whole lot better at 71 than I did at 8 or nine when my folks took me to the movies (earlier version).

Funny thing about that... I think I was in second grade at the time and I considered myself a good reader so having seen the movie, I decided to check the book out of the little library five blocks from our house.  Shall we say it was a bit above my reading level at the time.  I wonder what I would think of it today.  Sir Walter Scott... am I up to you now?

I also indulged in watching Harvey, always a gentle flick, and one of my ex-husband's favorites.  I do like gentle humor.

I think it was Sunday morning that I was awake before four a.m., but went down for a nap by 7 a.m. and got up for good at 9:30.  I cleared out the recycle bins into brown paper bags, and broke down the corrugated cardboard boxes.  All loaded into the car, but then I decided not to go drop them off at the high school center.  Give myself another day of healing first, but it feels good to have empty bins in my kitchen corner, for a while.

I enjoyed watching the Puppy Bowl in bits and snatches, too.

Super bowl was a family watch party, messaging back and forth.  This started because of a generated graphic NFL ad with football players doing "bird-like things" (Eagles and Ravens).  Paused here at the start of overtime!

Well of course everyone thought of Lacey (my daughter in law) at once.  Kid sis (The Grateful Girl) immediately sent a text message to that effect.  I messaged the small family group, too.  Meanwhile, at their house, my son had called his wife in from the kitchen to see the ad.  She was using the distraction of cooking to avoid the boredom of the game.  Same daughter in law who picks her teams based on the mascot being a bird of some species.

The game proceeded with various of us chiming in opinions about the various ads that were shown, as well as any "rooting" comments, including comments about the actual grass on the field staining those nice white uniforms and the strip tease of the Usher half time performance.  I missed the top two layers of style (Nancy Reagan, Jackie Kennedy) because I was brushing my teeth.  By the time I turned around to actually watch the TV again, we were down to bare abs on Usher!  

When the game went into overtime, my daughter in law bowed out in favor of bedtime.  She's not a big sports-ball fan, and she is an early riser!  Monday is a work day for her!

I stayed up later than usual due to interest in the game!  It was a great 5th quarter!  And "my" team won.  There were fireworks in the neighborhood... lots of pops and booms... following the game as it is after all, kind of Chiefs Kingdom around here.

Am I getting better?

Monday morning was health assessment time, as I had the appointment for a mammogram for 3:30 p.m.  I called and asked how long I'd have to wait if I rescheduled, and they had something in just a couple of weeks, so I moved it.  

The real test came after lunch, when I took those recycles to the drop off site.  When I came home, I had a couple of big coughing fits.  So it was a good decision.  It's got me thinking I might also wave off tomorrow's trainer workout.  I am getting better, but slowly.  The old saw about if the illness is all above the neck, it's OK to work out, but if it's below the neck, don't.  Well, this is chest level, so that's a no.  Unless of course it's much improved by Tuesday morning.

Random topic:  Dreaming

Am I unique in having dreams about elevators and stairs?  This seems to be a recurring theme... the elevator doesn't go to the floor I want and the staircase is missing steps or whatever, or doors are locked.  I muse about whether this is the brain's way of repairing pathways, via dreams.  Some of them involve parking garages, some of them office buildings.  I've even had a few where the elevator goes outside the building and up and around the top floors.

What are your oddest (clean) dream themes?

That's enough for today!  Life is good!  Spring is almost here.  Spark on!