Day Five
Up at 630am, and I used the alarm clock to make sure that it works. I will need it so that I can get up around 345am Tuesday morning to make the "Red Eye" back to Springfield. I would not be surprised if I hit a snag returning the car to Fox since the 'pickup' was such a snafu.
Another clear, dry, and breezy day with temps in the upper 70's by late afternoon, but this morning it was low 60's. The weather has been so perfect it is quite surreal.
I had four cups of coffee, and scoured the Internet, and left for LA Fitness at 730am, and I was in the locker room before 8am.
45"Treadmill at a 4.5 pace (Adrian Belew). 30" Matrix. 30"Bike(Judas Kiss). I was supposed to meet "The Boys" about 930am, however, they strolled in about 10am. I went downstairs and spoke to Abbie, and he said that they filled up his golf cart with gas. Odd that this was not mentioned yesterday, but quite in keeping with the way that things happen in The Sun City Universe.
I spoke with Abbie on the landing in the workout area for almost a half hour. We agreed to have the director of 'The Helping Angels' to stop over to Pineaire Dr. tomorrow afternoon. I would like to have her see if we could have him visit a barber, breakout some new clothes from his closet, schedule a dentist appointment, and see if we can make some changes in his diet. Also, the repetition of some of the grocery items. "Cookies, Cookies, Cookies'...He has the taste of a five year old.
I continued with another 30" Matrix, and 5"Bike. It was 1130am, and I said that we would meet at 1145am, so I hit the steam room for ten minutes, and then jumped in the pool. The Korean couple who seem to know him were in the pool, and I attempted to talk with the man, however, pretty much, "No English!", however, he seemed to know who I was, and I tried to make it known that, 'the older gentleman' was my father.
Around noon we left LA Fitness, and Abbie drove his van, and I followed to Fry's at 91st and Union Hills. Abbie and I talked while he bought bananas, broccoli, crackers, and cookies, and cookies. He pushes the cart, shouts commands, and is ignored. We dodged the cookie isle on the first run-thru, and Abbie seemed to believe that the fact that I was there prevented him from getting his 'sugar fix'. However, just as we were leaving he insisted that we go back to the 'cookie isle'.
I met them back at the house, and Abbie was carrying the groceries into the house, but he is very much, "stand there, and don't touch that". I showed him all of the cookies that were on the counter, but it was like, "so what"? Abbie tried to remove a couple of garbage bags for him, but he said, "put that down"!
He gave me the check for 'his compensation', and both Abbie and I were dismissed. The van was in the driveway, and I asked Abbie if he pulled it into the garage, but he said that he insists that he do this. The garage looks like a fully stocked Home Depot.
I left, and hit a Safeway heading West on the way to Surprise for a big bag of salad, and a twelve pack of Tecate Beer (Mexican)-quite light for my jaded taste.
The motel staff are handing me washcloths, and HBO schedules, hoping I'll tip them. Get Out Of My Face, the 'Do Not Disturb Sign' is now on the door.
515pm.....I have had several Tecates, and 'boiled' in the hot-tub, and splashed in the pool several times. I Am Feeling No Pain. Cable TV for tonight, and soon, for the salads.
Another clear, dry, and breezy day with temps in the upper 70's by late afternoon, but this morning it was low 60's. The weather has been so perfect it is quite surreal.
I had four cups of coffee, and scoured the Internet, and left for LA Fitness at 730am, and I was in the locker room before 8am.
45"Treadmill at a 4.5 pace (Adrian Belew). 30" Matrix. 30"Bike(Judas Kiss). I was supposed to meet "The Boys" about 930am, however, they strolled in about 10am. I went downstairs and spoke to Abbie, and he said that they filled up his golf cart with gas. Odd that this was not mentioned yesterday, but quite in keeping with the way that things happen in The Sun City Universe.
I spoke with Abbie on the landing in the workout area for almost a half hour. We agreed to have the director of 'The Helping Angels' to stop over to Pineaire Dr. tomorrow afternoon. I would like to have her see if we could have him visit a barber, breakout some new clothes from his closet, schedule a dentist appointment, and see if we can make some changes in his diet. Also, the repetition of some of the grocery items. "Cookies, Cookies, Cookies'...He has the taste of a five year old.
I continued with another 30" Matrix, and 5"Bike. It was 1130am, and I said that we would meet at 1145am, so I hit the steam room for ten minutes, and then jumped in the pool. The Korean couple who seem to know him were in the pool, and I attempted to talk with the man, however, pretty much, "No English!", however, he seemed to know who I was, and I tried to make it known that, 'the older gentleman' was my father.
Around noon we left LA Fitness, and Abbie drove his van, and I followed to Fry's at 91st and Union Hills. Abbie and I talked while he bought bananas, broccoli, crackers, and cookies, and cookies. He pushes the cart, shouts commands, and is ignored. We dodged the cookie isle on the first run-thru, and Abbie seemed to believe that the fact that I was there prevented him from getting his 'sugar fix'. However, just as we were leaving he insisted that we go back to the 'cookie isle'.
I met them back at the house, and Abbie was carrying the groceries into the house, but he is very much, "stand there, and don't touch that". I showed him all of the cookies that were on the counter, but it was like, "so what"? Abbie tried to remove a couple of garbage bags for him, but he said, "put that down"!
He gave me the check for 'his compensation', and both Abbie and I were dismissed. The van was in the driveway, and I asked Abbie if he pulled it into the garage, but he said that he insists that he do this. The garage looks like a fully stocked Home Depot.
I left, and hit a Safeway heading West on the way to Surprise for a big bag of salad, and a twelve pack of Tecate Beer (Mexican)-quite light for my jaded taste.
The motel staff are handing me washcloths, and HBO schedules, hoping I'll tip them. Get Out Of My Face, the 'Do Not Disturb Sign' is now on the door.
515pm.....I have had several Tecates, and 'boiled' in the hot-tub, and splashed in the pool several times. I Am Feeling No Pain. Cable TV for tonight, and soon, for the salads.
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