Well here I am still writing or blogging, but on rereading the past blogs I realize I should pay attention...instead of flinging the words online just before going to bed, I'm making a concious effort to write and think a little more clearly here.
Friday is our day to relax, take a shower and eat a late breakfast, today was no exception so after eating our morning grapefruit, I asked mac what would you like - guess we should have a kind of brunch since it's now after eleven a.m. perhaps you would like french toast, boiled eggs, poached eggs...what's your choice? or would you like me to surprise you? No, said Mac. don't surprise me I think i know what I'd like, and with a sparkle and smile, he added I'd like SEX... Well guess who was surprised!!!
Poached eggs , hardly a good substitute for sex but it's all in the presentation, Right?
Other than sex another activity we do is go to a Seniors Club on Fridays...we play sandbags, good exercise, but at this time it is getting a little difficult for Mac, aside from balance his visual perception is not too good so he is trying to get out of this activity...Luckily today there was no seniors club, as it is does no take place on the first of the month, so we went for our usual WALK along the river but only after we delivered the dreaded CANE to the CLSC. Since he was checked and tested by a therapist - a beauty named Maxine, and told he should use a cane, this cane is now a BANE..and a pain, .so she said we would have to return it and she would let the doc know the result of her work. T'was funny to see Mac walking with the cane held like a stick to bop someone rather than a help for walking, we bid the Bane goodbye at the CLSC..and continued down to the river.
The birds, the herons, mergansers and mallards were all out to greet us in their usual way, the lilacs wafted their lovely aromas as well as the rose bushes and honey bushes...what a glorious walk...only sad note the river itself...starting to look muddy and grubby, I've heard that the Chateauguay River is the fourth most polluted river in Canada...how sad is that. I must check it out. Only memory that came up was the distance we both had to go to school, this, as we noted all the school busses going to pick up the students...We in our day, walked, but for Mac he said, it was a very short walk, he lived near the school..which was on Richelieu not too far from his home on Laporte Street, in St. Henri..
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