Coming to you from a wonderful warmish (43 degrees Fahrenheit) January 10th, in the beautiful city of Adel, Iowa. Home of………well……me. I don’t think Adel claims to be much of anything, oh wait, Home of the Adel Sweet Corn Festival hosted every August. It’s a quiet little city just 20 minutes west of Des Moines, Iowa. If you ever want to come visit, just give me a holler. There is actually now a lot to do in and around Des Moines if you want to go do something. Even big names are doing concerts here. Go figure.
Today I had lunch with Drew. Drew has become one of my best friends, even though he is considerably younger than me. I guess when you get to my age, age is irrelevant and it’s all about the person. Drew is a great guy. Anyhow, we went to Qdoba and had burritos, really good burritos. I hadn’t ate at a Qdoba in several years. I was pleasantly surprised by how good it was. So good food and good company, can’t ask for more than that at lunch time.
After that, I stopped by the Urbandale Chamber of Commerce to say Hi to Tiffany and Jeana and meet Ryan. Tiffany and Jeana were super supportive when I was trying to run my business and have become friends. Tiffany even tries to keep up with my posts, but I don’t think she reads my blog. Was there for a few minutes just talking, mostly about my health issues, but we also talked about Teresa and my vacation plan as much as there is of it. Of all the things I miss because I am not running my own business, Urbandale Chamber Events have to #1.
After that I stopped by Iowa Realty to see Matt and Dusty. Mentioning great guys, you have to include Matt in that. Matt’s the kinda guy who would literally give you the shirt off his back. I strive to be 1/2 the man Matt is at Matt’s age. Matt’s the broker at the Waukee office, which makes him the boss, even though he hates that word. Dusty is the receptionist/secretary/office manager. Yes, all of those things and probably more. She is a sweet lady who was really worried about me when I left. She was happy to see me up and feeling good today.
So, I had a pretty busy afternoon. Busiest afternoon that I have had in quite a while. But I feel good and it was a nice day, so why not get out and say Hi to good friends.
Now on to my obligatory D&D talk. Last night was hilarious. Due to bad luck on the rolls, and a overly complex plan, the party couldn’t have messed up their objective much more. I really do blame it on the rolls. Critical and almost critical fails at inopportune times was how the night went. And I even gave them as many breaks as I could, but inevitably 2 of the 6 got arrested. And that is where I left them until next week. But let me tell you, I haven’t laughed so hard as a DM in years. What should have been a straight up break into the evil temple and see if they have the stolen relics, turned into a big convoluted mess. A comedy of errors if you will. Now next week I am curious to see what they are going to do.
Looking forward to Friday night’s game. Things, they are afoot. Gonna be EPIC. Wish it wasn’t every other Friday night. But hey, I have beaten that rant to death.
Tomorrow I go see my cancer doc, Dr. Wehbe. Blood check will happen. Next platelet infusion will be planned. Questions will be asked. Dodgy answers will happen and some real answers will happen. Teresa and I both have questions, and he probably won’t be able to answer 50% of them. Oh well, that is what I get for having a weird condition. I like Dr. Wehbe. Oh yeah, his first name is Ahmad, that is how I met him “I am Doctor Ahmad Wehbe”. Now he is going by his middle name of Mathew. Just sounds funny to me. Oh well, it’s his name he can go by whatever he wants.
I have a new mental therapist (counselor, whatever you want to call them). Her name is Susan, and by the horrible quality phone connection we had, I can’t even fathom a guess as to her age. I hope not really old. Not that I have a problem with old people, just I don’t want my therapist to be from a different generation. The point here is though, I couldn’t tell her age range by her voice on the phone cuz of the bad connection. Anyway, we have an appointment next Wednesday at 3pm. Have to break in another therapist, convince her that homework and me don’t get along. All I need is someone to vent to about things that I don’t want to burden my wife with. I very rarely have actual mental issues. It’s totally not my fault that in order to see the Shrink, I have to be in therapy. So, in therapy I shall be.
Let’s see… fatigue is much more bearable now that my thyroid medicine has been upped. So I am not sleeping nearly as much during the day as I was 2 weeks ago. Still love a good nap, but it’s because I want to, not because I have to, big difference.
Still want to take Teresa on the Cruise. Gonna be tight with platelet infusions. But I think we can do it. Teresa just needs to get enough days off saved up. Then we will set sail to the Bahamas from New Jersey (go figure) just to see the musical “We Will Rock You”. And to get away from life for a few days.
Still planning on making 3 trips to Indiana this year. The 1 at the end of May thru the beginning of June is written in stone. I will be there. That is my brother’s 50th birthday. Very important.
The 2nd one is for my High School 30th reunion, they have decided it’s 1987/1988 instead of a 3 year one. Wish it was 88/89 but that’s just my preference. Anyhow, 87 and 88 30 year reunion is late September. It’s more iffy now that I will be attending or not. Waiting for more details before I decide completely.
Then of course, written in stone, is Thanksgivingfest. The 3rd weekend in November. I have every intention of being there. No ifs ands or butts about it.
If I do all 3 it will have put my back in Indiana for more days then I have been since I moved from there. It’ll be good for me.
My friend Danny posted a live version of this song on his Facebook feed… here is the video and studio version……