Daydream

This image could have been real 30 years ago when I was young and tearing up the slopes every week.  I haven't skied in more than 15 years now because my ski buddy moved away.  I should have kept it up, but the years slipped away and I don't have the energy to start again.  I do have great memories, though, and daydreams fueled by the Olympics. :-)  Remembering Admirer on every Silly Saturday. x

Just thinking about skiing makes my hip hurt.  I've been putting off doing my laundry because there's a flight of stairs between me and the laundry room.  The hip felt good this morning, so today was the day.  I knew after my first trip down and back up that stairs are not good for my hip.  PD volunteered to do it, but I'm too fussy.  First I washed my "gassy" jacket and I'm happy to say the odor is gone.  Then I did two more loads.  That was several times down and several times back up.  My hip is very unhappy now, but not as bad as it was before it started improving.  I think I just set myself back a few days.

I am grateful to PD for making dinner while I'm blipping: tacos, Spanish rice and refried beans.  Yum!  I wish I had Margarita mix! ;-)