...the Elevated Record

Blog from the Hill

June

  • June 12, 2021

    Today was a day of rest and some frustration. I was told that I could save my password database in Google Drive and access it from each of my four computers. That is not necessarily true, though. I can store it there, but I cannot use it from that "drive". It is for storage only. I had thought I could do it from DropBox, earlier, but unless I want to actually pay to add my fourth computer, it was not possible. Not only can I not use the database stored in Google Drive, but I cannot connect the fourth computer to it. The first three found the same Google Drive account, but the fourth found only an empty drive which I accessed with the same UN/PW. Aye, there's the rub! Now I'm wondering if I can get all four computers connected to OneDrive, yet another cloud storage "drive" that I have used in the past and still have hundreds of files residing.

  • June 11, 2021

    Here it is, Friday, and I've finally decided to get a haircut and get my beard shortened to a more respectable length. Since my usual barber establishment still will not touch facial hair, I went to a completely different shop. A more traditional barbershop that I had seen the day we opened our checking and savings accounts in Asheville, named Joe King's, was staffed by three woman barbers. Two of them had customers and one did not. She stood from her chair and gestured for me to be seated. She turned out to be an artist, skilled at sculpting a good-looking beard from the 18-month growth I had been sporting since January of last year. I don't weigh much less than before I walked into the shop, but I sure felt immensely lighter walking out. On Sunday I bet there will be many heads turning toward me as I walk into church, for those who have seen me through the year had seen a shaggy person reading Compline on Facebook Live. Even last week, when we went to church for the first time since the Great Separation, I had not found the barber who would trim my beard. I'll have to introduce myself to our new Rector all over again.

  • June 10, 2021

    Another Thursday, another trip to the Allergy Partners, but today was a little different. As we drove toward the river, I saw a train, mostly hidden by trees, on the tracks beside the road. We crossed under a railroad trestle, but that wasn't where the train was. The road bent to the right and ran beneath another trestle, and the train was on that trestle. As we left the riverside roadway and turned onto the road that crosses the river, the train sounded its whistle. We crossed the river, turned onto Riverside Drive, drove parallel to the train at a slightly faster rate of speed, and I knew even then that we had no hope of crossing the track. We rounded the traffic circle, exiting on the road that was blocked by the train, and we stopped behind two cars already waiting at the crossing. I counted four locomotives and nine freight and tank cars and after about three minutes the gates lifted and we crossed the tracks. Another half mile and we were in the allergist's parking lot. That was the first time we've been stopped by a train in several years. Leaving there was not as noteworthy, other than on the way home, we stopped at Starbucks and redeemed enough of my collected Stars to pay for two cups of coffee.

  • June 09, 2021

    I awoke with a recorded BP of 80/60. My primary care has said that if I'm OK with it being that low, he's not worried about it. I rather like the lower pressure. In the evenings, it's up around 110/78, which is still low for most people, but it makes it really easy to go to sleep. Usually, after I've had my morning cup of coffee and played my morning wake-up games on the computer, the pressure is sufficient to make it through the day, though napping is often in the afternoon forecast.

  • June 08, 2021

    I wanted to get a haircut today, but I found out that the place I have been getting it done still will not trim beards, and that is the primary reason I want to get a haircut. I do not trim my beard to my satisfaction, at least I never have. I may have to go ahead and hack it up, then when they ever relax enough to trim beards again, It will have grown back out so they can at least even it up. I wouldn't like to have to walk around with a shaggy mistake for six months, though.

  • June 07, 2021

    Our Monday Morning Bible Study was held in person in the Fellowship Hall at church. We had 10 people in attendance with another three having joined by Zoom. I found it more beneficial for me to be in the room, for I didn't have any trouble getting to make remarks or ask questions or answer questions. After the study had ended, Becky and I drove to Papas and Beer for lunch, and it felt like old times again. Of course in the old time, we didn't attend MMBS. We only started when Rev. Milly took her post as our Rector. 

  • June 06, 2021

    Happy Back-to-Church Day! For the first time since the pandemic shut-down (the Great Separation, as I call it), our Bishop said we could come together for corporate worship in the church building. We didn't have a capacity crowd, but there were quite a few of us there. I had volunteered for and was selected to read the Epistle and lead the reading of the Psalm for today's worship service. The last time I had done that, over a year ago, I was alarmed at how old my voice sounded. Today, though, while I still look older than my supposed 27 years (or 74 - I've heard it both ways), at least my voice was not clouded. When we got home, I looked up the video of the service on YouTube and was surprised to see the time was listed as 6:34:26 - or some outrageous number like that. I knew we hadn't been there for over six hours, though, so I started to watch it. It lasted until about 45 seconds into my reading, then stopped completely. This was the first time the video didn't show the entire service on YouTube, so I may have broken the system (but I doubt it).

  • June 05, 2021

    Becky and I accepted Suzanne's invitation to share some Barbecue Ribs and play some Mah Jongg. The ribs were served with potato salad, slaw, Greek salad, and pickles with Piña Colada Ice Cream for dessert. It was totally delicious! The Mah Jongg was fun. We played four hands, and I took it easy on Becky and Suzanne and only won the first two hands (Confusion and Piano Keys). Suzanne won the third hand (Betty, I think it was). The fourth hand went "to the wall", so nobody won it. I guess I'll have to lay off completely the next time we play (yeah, like THAT's going to happen).

  • June 04, 2021

    We had a confusing day, today. First, we took the T-Shirt, that Becky had gotten by mail order, to the UPS store for a return to the vendor. The design of the shirt was right, but the ink hadn't dried from the screen printing before the shirt was folded, or at least the fabric was folded over the design. The result was that there were smears where there should only have been fabric. It wasn't as expensive to return it as it would have been to purchase the shirt, but it was decidedly easier than trying to correct the smear. The frustrating part of the day was trying to find some barbecue to purchase for lunch. We have to be quite careful with barbecue because Becky doesn't handle strong spices. We've had very good fortune with one barbecue beef or pork source, but that source had no barbecue today (this week, they said). We did find a pork tenderloin prepped meal, though, and it sounded interesting, so we bought it. It was raw ingredients for the meal, and I felt I could follow directions well enough that I could cook it up. It turns out that I actually can follow directions. After 20 minutes, we had a hot meal on our plates, though the green beans did not meet Becky's expectations. They were al dente, a.k.a. crunchy, a.k.a. raw to her taste. I thought they were just right, having developed a liking for al dente beans. The portions of the port were just enough to be satisfying, and it turned out to be quite tender. The mashed sweet potatoes were delicious, hot, and without lumps, with just a touch of brown sugar. The beans took up half the plate, which I know to be the right proportions, but I was unable to finish the beans. Becky enjoyed everything but the beans, so between half of my portion and her full portion of beans, we will have a full meal later, with leftover beans.

  • June 03, 2021

    We arose at 6:30 AM to be ready for when the La-Z-Boy service man got here. At 7:45 the service man called to say he was about 15 minutes away, and sure enough, he backed into our driveway at 8:00. He made quick work of the replacement, having eveyrhing done by 8:30. I'm sitting level again, and it was covered by the lifetime warrantee. After that, Becky and I went to Allergy Partners for her shots, then to Starbucks for our coffee fix, then spent the rest of the morning at home. I took a short trip to the grocery store to try to get some barbecue for sandwiches, but there was none at the Deli counter, so I made do with getting GF Oatmeal Cookies and Maple Syrup, instead.

  • June 02, 2021

    I called the La-Z-Boy Service Center to tell them that the part for my loveseat was delivered to the house today. The woman who took the call said that the earliest she could schedule the installation for was Saturday, June 12, and that I would get a call the day before to let me know when the service man would be here. About 20 minutes after we hung up, I received a call from the service man who said he could be here tomorrow to install the new seat, and that he would be here between 7:30 and 9:30. I changed the day of installation on my calendar and thought that was the best thing that had happened to me all week. Later that evening, I received an automated call from the La-Z-Boy Service Center to tell me the same thing the service man and I had agreed on, just in case I might have forgotten. I had expected that call, so I didn't find it annoying, oddly enough.

  • June 01, 2021

    Happy June Fools Day! My first order of business today was to take our Saturn to AAA Auto Service to have the AC recharged. Naturally, the mechanic wanted to find out why the pressure dropped from one pound to 0.3 pounds, so he gave the system a visual inspection, found no hoses or lines obviously damaged, no couplings loose and nothing indicating that coolant had leaked out anywhere. He charged the system with dye and coolant and ran the AC for an hour to give it an adequate chance to show dye leaking or being sprayed anywhere, but found no evidence. The engine oil was a year old, so it was changed and the tires rotated as usual on an oil change, and I paid for the service. On the way home I ran the AC briefly because the outside air temperature was in the low 60s. After I got home, Becky and I got ready to go and get her allergy shots, ate lunch at our favorite restaurant, then went grocery shopping. During a phone call from Melinda, Becky's sister, I grew very weak, so I reclined in my chair and fell to sleep easily, awakening after two hours when the phone rang again. That was enough excitement for the day.

June

Today was a day of rest and some frustration. I was told that I could save my password database in Google Drive and access it from each of my four computers. That is not necessarily true, though. I can store it there, but I cannot use it from that "drive". It is for storage only. I had thought I could do it from DropBox, earlier, but unless I want to actually pay to add my fourth computer, it was not possible. Not only can I not use the database stored in Google Drive, but I cannot connect the fourth computer to it. The first three found the same Google Drive account, but the fourth found only an empty drive which I accessed with the same UN/PW. Aye, there's the rub! Now I'm wondering if I can get all four computers connected to OneDrive, yet another cloud storage "drive" that I have used in the past and still have hundreds of files residing.

Here it is, Friday, and I've finally decided to get a haircut and get my beard shortened to a more respectable length. Since my usual barber establishment still will not touch facial hair, I went to a completely different shop. A more traditional barbershop that I had seen the day we opened our checking and savings accounts in Asheville, named Joe King's, was staffed by three woman barbers. Two of them had customers and one did not. She stood from her chair and gestured for me to be seated. She turned out to be an artist, skilled at sculpting a good-looking beard from the 18-month growth I had been sporting since January of last year. I don't weigh much less than before I walked into the shop, but I sure felt immensely lighter walking out. On Sunday I bet there will be many heads turning toward me as I walk into church, for those who have seen me through the year had seen a shaggy person reading Compline on Facebook Live. Even last week, when we went to church for the first time since the Great Separation, I had not found the barber who would trim my beard. I'll have to introduce myself to our new Rector all over again.

Another Thursday, another trip to the Allergy Partners, but today was a little different. As we drove toward the river, I saw a train, mostly hidden by trees, on the tracks beside the road. We crossed under a railroad trestle, but that wasn't where the train was. The road bent to the right and ran beneath another trestle, and the train was on that trestle. As we left the riverside roadway and turned onto the road that crosses the river, the train sounded its whistle. We crossed the river, turned onto Riverside Drive, drove parallel to the train at a slightly faster rate of speed, and I knew even then that we had no hope of crossing the track. We rounded the traffic circle, exiting on the road that was blocked by the train, and we stopped behind two cars already waiting at the crossing. I counted four locomotives and nine freight and tank cars and after about three minutes the gates lifted and we crossed the tracks. Another half mile and we were in the allergist's parking lot. That was the first time we've been stopped by a train in several years. Leaving there was not as noteworthy, other than on the way home, we stopped at Starbucks and redeemed enough of my collected Stars to pay for two cups of coffee.

I awoke with a recorded BP of 80/60. My primary care has said that if I'm OK with it being that low, he's not worried about it. I rather like the lower pressure. In the evenings, it's up around 110/78, which is still low for most people, but it makes it really easy to go to sleep. Usually, after I've had my morning cup of coffee and played my morning wake-up games on the computer, the pressure is sufficient to make it through the day, though napping is often in the afternoon forecast.

I wanted to get a haircut today, but I found out that the place I have been getting it done still will not trim beards, and that is the primary reason I want to get a haircut. I do not trim my beard to my satisfaction, at least I never have. I may have to go ahead and hack it up, then when they ever relax enough to trim beards again, It will have grown back out so they can at least even it up. I wouldn't like to have to walk around with a shaggy mistake for six months, though.

Our Monday Morning Bible Study was held in person in the Fellowship Hall at church. We had 10 people in attendance with another three having joined by Zoom. I found it more beneficial for me to be in the room, for I didn't have any trouble getting to make remarks or ask questions or answer questions. After the study had ended, Becky and I drove to Papas and Beer for lunch, and it felt like old times again. Of course in the old time, we didn't attend MMBS. We only started when Rev. Milly took her post as our Rector. 

Happy Back-to-Church Day!

For the first time since the pandemic shut-down (the Great Separation, as I call it), our Bishop said we could come together for corporate worship in the church building. We didn't have a capacity crowd, but there were quite a few of us there. I had volunteered for and was selected to read the Epistle and lead the reading of the Psalm for today's worship service. The last time I had done that, over a year ago, I was alarmed at how old my voice sounded. Today, though, while I still look older than my supposed 27 years (or 74 - I've heard it both ways), at least my voice was not clouded. When we got home, I looked up the video of the service on YouTube and was surprised to see the time was listed as 6:34:26 - or some outrageous number like that. I knew we hadn't been there for over six hours, though, so I started to watch it. It lasted until about 45 seconds into my reading, then stopped completely. This was the first time the video didn't show the entire service on YouTube, so I may have broken the system (but I doubt it).

Becky and I accepted Suzanne's invitation to share some Barbecue Ribs and play some Mah Jongg. The ribs were served with potato salad, slaw, Greek salad, and pickles with Piña Colada Ice Cream for dessert. It was totally delicious! The Mah Jongg was fun. We played four hands, and I took it easy on Becky and Suzanne and only won the first two hands (Confusion and Piano Keys). Suzanne won the third hand (Betty, I think it was). The fourth hand went "to the wall", so nobody won it. I guess I'll have to lay off completely the next time we play (yeah, like THAT's going to happen).

We had a confusing day, today. First, we took the T-Shirt, that Becky had gotten by mail order, to the UPS store for a return to the vendor. The design of the shirt was right, but the ink hadn't dried from the screen printing before the shirt was folded, or at least the fabric was folded over the design. The result was that there were smears where there should only have been fabric. It wasn't as expensive to return it as it would have been to purchase the shirt, but it was decidedly easier than trying to correct the smear.

The frustrating part of the day was trying to find some barbecue to purchase for lunch. We have to be quite careful with barbecue because Becky doesn't handle strong spices. We've had very good fortune with one barbecue beef or pork source, but that source had no barbecue today (this week, they said). We did find a pork tenderloin prepped meal, though, and it sounded interesting, so we bought it. It was raw ingredients for the meal, and I felt I could follow directions well enough that I could cook it up. It turns out that I actually can follow directions. After 20 minutes, we had a hot meal on our plates, though the green beans did not meet Becky's expectations. They were al dente, a.k.a. crunchy, a.k.a. raw to her taste. I thought they were just right, having developed a liking for al dente beans. The portions of the port were just enough to be satisfying, and it turned out to be quite tender. The mashed sweet potatoes were delicious, hot, and without lumps, with just a touch of brown sugar. The beans took up half the plate, which I know to be the right proportions, but I was unable to finish the beans. Becky enjoyed everything but the beans, so between half of my portion and her full portion of beans, we will have a full meal later, with leftover beans.

We arose at 6:30 AM to be ready for when the La-Z-Boy service man got here. At 7:45 the service man called to say he was about 15 minutes away, and sure enough, he backed into our driveway at 8:00. He made quick work of the replacement, having eveyrhing done by 8:30. I'm sitting level again, and it was covered by the lifetime warrantee. After that, Becky and I went to Allergy Partners for her shots, then to Starbucks for our coffee fix, then spent the rest of the morning at home. I took a short trip to the grocery store to try to get some barbecue for sandwiches, but there was none at the Deli counter, so I made do with getting GF Oatmeal Cookies and Maple Syrup, instead.

I called the La-Z-Boy Service Center to tell them that the part for my loveseat was delivered to the house today. The woman who took the call said that the earliest she could schedule the installation for was Saturday, June 12, and that I would get a call the day before to let me know when the service man would be here. About 20 minutes after we hung up, I received a call from the service man who said he could be here tomorrow to install the new seat, and that he would be here between 7:30 and 9:30. I changed the day of installation on my calendar and thought that was the best thing that had happened to me all week. Later that evening, I received an automated call from the La-Z-Boy Service Center to tell me the same thing the service man and I had agreed on, just in case I might have forgotten. I had expected that call, so I didn't find it annoying, oddly enough.

Happy June Fools Day!

My first order of business today was to take our Saturn to AAA Auto Service to have the AC recharged. Naturally, the mechanic wanted to find out why the pressure dropped from one pound to 0.3 pounds, so he gave the system a visual inspection, found no hoses or lines obviously damaged, no couplings loose and nothing indicating that coolant had leaked out anywhere. He charged the system with dye and coolant and ran the AC for an hour to give it an adequate chance to show dye leaking or being sprayed anywhere, but found no evidence. The engine oil was a year old, so it was changed and the tires rotated as usual on an oil change, and I paid for the service. On the way home I ran the AC briefly because the outside air temperature was in the low 60s. After I got home, Becky and I got ready to go and get her allergy shots, ate lunch at our favorite restaurant, then went grocery shopping. During a phone call from Melinda, Becky's sister, I grew very weak, so I reclined in my chair and fell to sleep easily, awakening after two hours when the phone rang again. That was enough excitement for the day.