Dog days of February
Boredom has set in for your intrepid blogger.
Almost nothing has gone on for me since I returned from Kansas City Monday. I was dead tired most of Monday, falling asleep every 2-3 hours. How I got my work done for Tuesday is beyond me. But it got done. So did my work for Wednesday.
Thursday, I thought about going to Salina. But I woke up at 8:30, then got drowsy again watching The Price Is Right, and then I said no thanks, Salina will be there. I hated to go another week without seeing Lorena and a few others at Buffalo Wild Wings, but I will make sure I go next week before I go to Kansas City.
This morning marked the first time I left the house since returning from Missouri. I had an appointment with Crista, and also did some things in Hays I needed to get done, like pick up medicine and check my post office box. The session with Crista went well, and I went straight home.
I discovered this afternoon the McDonald’s in Russell was closed. It has been a weird week here, with two days of school canceled due to illness. The United States has been hit by an influenza epidemic this fall and winter, and Kansas and Missouri happen to be the states which haven been hardest hit. Russell called off school Wednesday, went back yesterday, but called it off again today, postponing tonight’s basketball game vs. Beloit.
Ironically, Beloit had to close school Tuesday in order to sanitzie its facilites.
Norton was closed the last two days. Peggy isn’t sick, thank God. The Bluejays had to call off their scheduled basketball games at Plainville tonight, as well as cancel a wrestling dual, which isn’t a big deal, since the state qualfiying tournaments are next Friday and Saturday.
Still, I’m not missing going out to events. It’s good for my mental health. And the mental health of the athletes, coaches and fans.
With the NFL season over and Major League Baseball still more than a month away, it is nothing but basketball for sports on telelvision, save for the Winter Olympics the rest of February and an occasional NHL game.
I can’t stand the NBA, period. College basketball is irrelevant until March 13, the night of the first NCAA tournament games. I haven’t watched the Olympics since 1988, and I’m not going to start again. The NHL? If Gary Betttman wasn’t so gaga over every team south of 37 degrees latitutde, I could get more into it. Also, NBC would rather show the Rangers, even though they stink, than the Maple Leafs.
I’m doing my best not to eat meat on Fridays since Lent is starting Wednesday. I have made it through the last two Fridays, and it would have been three had I not eaten at Pizza Hut with Peggy in Norton. Not blaming her at all.
Last Friday, I managed to avoid the meat, eating only cheese curds at Buffalo Wild Wings and then a cheese pizza with mushrooms and black olives at Minsky’s. Problem was, I went over eight hours between eating, and by time Lindsay took my order, I was feeling pretty bad. Not recommending that.
Speaking of Kansas City, next Friday is Dawn’s last visit to Buffalo Wild Wings. Time marches on. I just hope I don’t lose contact with her like I have with too many. Thankfully, Peggy and Caitlyn haven’t left my life, and I still have contact with Lisa.
I might eat a cheeseburger for breakfast. I doubled up on eggs today. I can decide when I wake up. Of course, if I skip breakfast, it’s moot.