I’m ready for a new year.  This one started out pretty good but it’s ending on a whine.   Shall I list my whines?  or whinges as the Brits call it.   Well, I might not have that usage right, this English is a tough language.  They say whinging when we say whining, it [...]]]>

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I’m ready for a new year.  This one started out pretty good but it’s ending on a whine.   Shall I list my whines?  or whinges as the Brits call it.   Well, I might not have that usage right, this English is a tough language.  They say whinging when we say whining, it rhymes with hinge… sort of.  But, do they also use it as a noun? as above?  I’ll wait for the comment to find out.

Anyway, whether they are whines or whinges, I’m a bit bitchy about this last couple months.

I’m sick of the vet, no one is sick now but although I love Dr Tony and Dr Nelson I’d rather run into them at parties than at work.  Barney had to go back there this week, I know, what a glutton for punishment he is.  Apparently he got in a fight and had an abcess and his leg swelled up and he couldn’t walk and shazam he was back in his least favorite bunk at the vets.  He’s home now and I think they are going to curtail his freedom.  I maintain that he is suffering from that syndrome that men get where they go out at 60 and buy a red sports car and try and pick up babes but probably just don’t admit they are actually paying for it.   I’m thinking he’s out there in Chelem swaggering down the beach saying in perfect lol cat that he can kick any of these whippersnappers butts and to watch out.  Except… he’s paying for it.

I miss Mimi.  It’s not so good to whine about how hard it is here when she is working as hard (shhh… maybe harder) up there.  I do it though.  Here’s hoping she gets it all done and comes home soon.

I don’t like acknowledging the rather tore up and wore out state of my health and body.  These pills are making me sleepy all the time.  I worry that they are not good for me.  Really, what the hell does that mean?  I don’t like taking pills unless they are vitamins and I’m scared to google this batch and freak like I did before and stop taking everything.  So, I take them and I record the BP twice a day (it’s low normal now) and I sleep 10 hours a night and then take a 2 hour nap in the afternoon.  Can I just say that I’d like my 20 yo body back, immediately.

My pond got demolished yesterday.  Two pumps broke this last week, I thought I got one fixed while I looked for parts for the other one.  The ‘fixed’ one exploded in the pond and dumped a liter or two of oil.  Not pretty.   My friend Sheila was here and helped me all afternoon as we sopped and overflowed the pond and cut off all the plants and swept the oily water away from the edge.  Bloody Hell!   I got a strong back in today (since mine was killing me from yesterday) to empty all the rocks out of the filter – oil covered now – and he cleaned it up. I’m contemplating how I want to change the way it’s put together.  Meanwhile, all the fish lived so far which is amazing and we’ll see if the plants are ok.  It looks horrible.  Whinge.

So, looking gaily forward    I’m off tonight with good friends to Rosas y Xocolate a new hotel and restaurant on the Paseo Montejo that is excellent.  We also had Christmas dinner there.  We will have dinner and champagne and laugh and greet this new year and new decade.   I won’t carry any of these whinges into 2010, that’s my resolution.

I wish all of you the very best New Year and a fantastic 2010!  You’ve given me a lot of love and laughs in this past year and I appreciate every one of you.

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