Blogging Some More

I believe it is once again time to write something in my blog.. I haven't written anything here in so long that I almost forgot the name of the thing.

I don't know why I bother to plan what I will do during the day. This morning I got up and decided I would resume my weight training and would practice some music. What I did was to finalize some internet shopping and was then assigned to wrap some Christmas presents. That was ok. That got me more in the spirit. I didn't get to the weights until around two o'clock and didn't pick up an instrument until after eight. What was I doing the rest of the time? Maybe I was staring out a window and just forgot.

So, what have I been doing? We spent two and a half weeks in Florida visiting Pete, Roxanne, Anthony and Alex. Pete was able to get home from Haiti for a week during that time and that was nice. As always, we were treated well and the boys were fun, although Anthony is getting too good at games. The weather down there was warm (mid to upper 80s) and when we got back to New Jersey, there was snow on the car. Yuck.

Last weekend (I still think in terms of weekends to do chores) I made some changes to the train set and cleaned up the cellar in case anyone visits over the holidays. Leo, Kristen and Tyler will stay over either New Year's Eve or New Year's night, but then have to get home because of the dogs, cats, bird and fish - mainly the dogs. Their neighbor will look after them for the one day.

I went to Eastern Title on Tuesday, December 15th to help Santa give out presents at their annual secret Santa thing. I had a very nice lunch with one of the Associates and have two more lunches planned; one with Mike, the boss, in January and one with an Associate near the end of January. I may want to run down to Crisfield, MD for an overnight when my new instrument is ready. Trying to talk Anne into that.

I'm sure I'm forgetting something here. I must be doing more than what I described; the days are flying past, at least I think they are. I'm no longer sure exactly what day it is since I retired and when we were in Florida, I didn't even know what season it was.

Someone recently suggested that I should write some more. Maybe I will, but then you'll have to read it. Well, I guess you won't, but then how will you know if I say anything interesting?

Retirement Today

This is Thursday. One day until my 1st weekiversity of retirement. I started out by finishing digging up the main part of the bed that Anne wants for her strawberry plants.

Anne and I took a hike on the Red Trail at Cheesequake and found it quite enjoyable. We met a man also hiking and chatted for a while.

Our new wireless Lexmark printer arrived today. Set up was easy and so far the printing works great. I haven't tried the copy, scan or fax modes yet although the machine said that the fax was working fine. I am always amazed by technology. This printer found the wireless network and basically installed itself. It works with the PC and the Mac.

I had taken four fishing reels to the Tackle Box in Hazlet to have new line put on them a couple of days ago, so I went back today to get them. The fellow there said that my reels were in great shape. While there, I looked at poppers which are used for stripers and I was aghast at the price. They range from about $11.00 through $23.00, at least the ones that I saw. No wonder people make their own. I then went to Dick's Sporting Goods to see how their prices were and found them to be pretty much the same. I like the fellow in the tackle box (the store) who was very willing to talk and give recommendations on how to catch fish. The non-existent person in Dick's wasn't nearly as helpful. I'm not feeling quite so irrelevant today, but not into the routine yet, if there is a routine. It is probably better if there isn't a routine. That could get boring.

Retired Still

I am posting this as a diary and for the benefit of my one blog follower.

Today we got some of the umbrellas and tables from the pool area into the loft or attic, went for a hike in Cheesequake Park and then I was put to work enlarging our garden area for a strawberry bed. Other than that, I guess I'm feeling fairly irrelevant.

Retirement

So now I'm retired. I guess I have time to do everything I always wanted to do but didn't know I wanted to do. I started by washing the car on Saturday, getting my new Thule load bars set up for the kayaks and today I spent some time organizing things in the garage loft. Maybe you think I'm spending too much time with things associated with the garage, but these things need to be done. Messes accumulate over time and periodically they need to be straightened out, so that's what I have set out to do. I also got some pieces of wood out of the cellar and put them in the loft. The cellar looks a lot better.

I still am not fully conscious that I am retired. Whenever I think of something that needs doing, I think in terms of doing it on a weekend, but, now every day is a Saturday except Sunday, to quote my friend, Ray. I have a long list of home repairs or improvements that I need to do. At first I thought it would be nice to do nothing for a month or two, but that's not realistic. Anne hasn't put down her dish cloth or spatula, so if she's still chugging along, I suppose I can too.

I do think that everyday shouldn't be a full day of work around the house. If I'm going to do that, I should go back to the office and get paid for the work. I will try to do some chores for part of the day and then find something fun to do, or, do a project for a day and then find some recreation the next day. I don't really have a handle on this retirement thing yet. I think I will re-energize my blog so I can keep more of a diary of what I'm thinking and doing. Facebook is not set up to do that.

So, tune in next time to see what I have or have not accomplished.

Our Adventures in Florida - Part 2 - The Best Part

On Monday morning, we walked the boys to school and Pete drove Anne and I to Miami Beach. The South part is called South Beach where everyone is on a diet. At least the people are not as obese as some of those we saw at Disney World. Some people are really fat. I don't know how or if or why they get on any of the rides. One guy had on a red shirt that said "Im big. You're small." He was too. I like these kind of people. Whenever I'm around them, I feel slender.

I didn't see any of these fat people on South Beach which is why the girls don't mind sunbathing topless. That's ok and only fair. Men sunbathe topless all the time.

From Miami Beach we drove to Miami. We had to drive around to find a place to park, but we found a lot in which you pay at a machine and get a receipt to place on your dash. It costs $2.00 an hour, but there is a minimum of three hours or $6.00. The machine got an extra dollar out of me and wouldn't give it back.

We looked at the boats in the port and had lunch at a Cuban restaurant outside overlooking the "Spirit of Miami" which is a tall sailing ship, although not all that tall. Pete and I had cubanos, Cuban sandwiches with chicken, ham, melted cheese and pickles on cuban bread. Anne had a steak sandwich. Pete had a beer, Anne a pina colada and I had a mojito - rum, crushed mint leaves, sugar and lime juice. Roxanne later reminded me that I had one of those in Bahrain at the Blue Elephant. I remember the restaurant, but not the drink. The one I had in Miami was good.

At one point something wet landed on Peter's shoulder. I asked the waiter for an extra napkin, but he didn't understand my version of English so he summoned our waitress. I explained to both that we thought that a bird had done its business on Pete's shoulder, but that now we thought it was only water. Shortly, the waiter arrived with three glasses of water. Anne asked for a box to take the rest of her sandwich. I said she should take the rest of her drink too. The sandwiches cost $7.95 apiece. The pina colada and the mojito each cost $8.95.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008. The boys were off from school today and we had Roxanne back from her trip to New Jersey, so we decided to drive to Fort Lauderdale beach. When we got there it was cloudy, windy and the yellow and purple flags were flying. The yellow means moderate hazard and Anthony explained that the purple meant dangerous marine life. In this case it was man of war jelly fish. P:ete decided that, rather tan pay for parking, we sould drive a ways down Alligator Alley (Route I75). We stopped at a couple of viewing spots and did see a few alligators. One small one even swam back and forth in front of us for a while.

We then headed for the pool at the complex where Roxanne and Peter live. It is a heated pool, or so it usually is. On the door to the clubhouse was posted a sign that the main pool was closed until further notice because one pump motor was broken. We ascertained that the kiddy pool and the jacuzzi were working so we went in.

We weren't there very long when the swimming coach told us that we could go in the pool since they had one motor working. We could feel warm water entering and it felt nice. It was soon discovered that the heater required two motors, so it was shut down so they could use the one motor to run the filter.

Wednesday. In the wee hours of the morning Roxanne drove Pete to the airport for his return trip to Haiti. He expects to return around December 3rd.  At a more respectable hour we walked Anthony and Alex to Lakeside school where teachers and aides greet the children and even open car doors for them. It was a nice atmosphere. Roxanne drove Anne and I to Hollywood Beach. Red flags were flying and we thought that we could not go swimming. However, Anne, who loves to in the water, read the flag explanations. Red with a white stripe means the beach is closed. Red means that it is merely hazardous. So, undeterred, Anne went up into the lifeguard hut to ask. The lifeguard told her that it was all right to go in and that he would be watching. We found a place to sit in the shade of some palm trees and Anne went into the azure, roiling surf; I followed. There were many breakers that came close together and we had to jump or dive into many of them. They weren't the knock you on your ear kind of breakers we have in New Jersey - not as powerful - and there wasn't a strong rip so it wasn't difficult to get in or out. We walked along the beach; no one was topless, and then Anne went back in for some more wave jumping before we drove home.

Thursday, November 13, 2008. Today we are at the pool. It is warm with a breeze, some clouds and a little humid. There are three of us and maybe three other people here right now. [ I know I'm switching tense, but I'm copying from my notebook, don't really care, but these things can be fixed when I write the screen play.]

Pete had explained that in this area, Pembroke Pines, Miami, Miami Beach, there is a heavy Latin/Cuban influence, or culture whereas on the west coast of Florida there is more of a southern culture. We noticed that when we visited our friends, Bob and Rosemary near Port St. Richie in the Tarpon Springs area. Also, the highways seem to be more plentiful and busier in the Miami area.

We haven't gotten to the Keys and won't try on this trip. It is a three hour drive to Key West, so it seems like that would call for an overnight stay or two to fully appreciate it. We'll do that another time. We do plan to come back in May or June, possibly driving instead of flying. We wouldn't drive straight through, but would plan an overnight stop or two seeing sights along the way. At this point the mode of travel is only in the concept stage. I also thought that a nice retirement present for us might be a trip to Haiti.

Relaxing is not something that I'm not very good at doing. By relaxing I mean, for example, sitting by a pool reading or just staring into space. Today I did both and also swam in the pool. It is a beautiful day - a day that would be acceptable just about anywhere. Instead of staring into space though, I am enjoying looking at palm leaves moving in the breeze.

The boys are home from school now with their school pictures and report cards. Both did well. Anthony made the Honor Roll with straight As and got the Principal's Certificate for extra effort. Alex is in second grade where they use a different marking system. He did very well too and is working at or above grade level. Both boys like school and are eager to go each day.

I can understand why people are attracted to living in South Florida, especially at this time of year. November has very pleasant weather.

Friday, November 14, 2008. Fort Lauderdale Beach. Yellow and purple flags today. The lifeguard told Anne that only a few jellyfish had been spotted and that he didn't think there was any real danger, so into the foaming brine we waded. The surf was a little less turbulent than yesterday. I had stubbed the big toe on my left foot in the surf on Tuesday and while it was somewhat swollen and stiff, today it seems to be improving. Jumping around in the waves with my feet bouncing off the bottom aggravates it, but that didn't keep me from following Anne into the waves twice. The weather is beautiful, warm, a little breeze and sunny.

I want a boat again, but this time a big boat. I have been reading "Hemingway on Fishing" and the most captivating parts are when he writes about deep sea fishing. It always seems that there are several people along plus a crew, with his then wife, Mary even steering the boat, Pilar. Of course, you would need a crew of two, preferably, but at least one, just to pilot a boat for that kind of fishing.

If I had a big boat I would like to keep it in Florida or Puerto Rico where it is warm and where I could use it all year. That would mean we would have to move there. If we became snow birds and came down in the winter, we would need two boats, or, we would need to take the one boat down with us. I know that some people do that, but I don't know how long it takes, or what it all costs, or how big a boat you need to do that, or anything.

Just the idea of getting a big boat seems daunting. Not only is there the cost of the boat, there is the considerable cost of keeping it somewhere. I will be retiring and will have the time, but I don't know about the money. It might be more clever by far to stop reading about deep sea fishing and to become enthralled with books about fly fishing in New Jersey streams. With the money saved by not buying a big boat, we could go out on a deep sea charter a number of times, yet somehow, it doesn't seem quite the same. [ After we got home, I decided that I don't want a big boat anymore. Anne will be pleased.]

I didn't do very well at relaxing today at Fort Lauderdale Beach. There were more people there, but I don't think that was the problem. Yesterday, we were sitting in the shade of palm trees, today in the shade of a life guard hut. I was still reading Hemingway, so what was different? The beach in Fort Lauderdale is right next to the sidewalk and street. There is a short wall that doesn't prevent looking across the street to shops, eateries and big hotels on the other side. Traffic noise is evident, maybe more so because we were sitting pretty close to the street. The beach is not as broad as Miami Beach. Hollywood beach is bordered by a boardwalk and then there are some houses, I think, or maybe businesses in attractive buildings. Another part has a wooded picnic area, but no street runs by.

Also, at Fort Lauderdale, a beach rake towed by a John Deere tractor meandered past three or four times, contra relaxing. The the Christians came. First, there were three young high school or college students with an adult who asked Anne and Roxanne if they would take a short four question survey about their spiritual life. They wanted to know if their spiritual life was better now than five years ago and did they know that they were going to heaven. Anne hoped she was going, but didn't say she knew positively, so she now became someone in need of conversion. Anne cut off the conversation and the Christians were polite and went off to survey other sunbathers. I had remained sitting and they didn't question me. About a half hour later, another group came form the opposite direction and asked if I would take a survey about my spiritual life. I could truthfully say that we just had a group here asking the same thing. They apologized and walked away. I wonder if they survey the sunbathers at South Beach.

Saturday, November 15, 2008. Today we are back at Hollywood Beach. It started raining as we were driving here and we wondered what the weather was really going to be since the forecast was for a nice day. It turned out to be pleasant, but breeze with a few stray showers.

Ammy (Anne) and Anthony have been in the water almost the entire time. I went in, but again hurt my already sore toe when I was swimming in the surf and the shallow bottom came up and I hit my toe on it several times. You can walk out quite a way here and still be able to stand. The tide is going out now and it looks like you could walk half way to the horizon.

In the afternoon some more people came to the beach. A couple with two teen age girls came and sat right in front of us even though there was an immense amount of room on the beach and started hugging and kissing. I said to Roxanne how amazing it was that they would sit right there on a mainly unoccupied beach. They heard me say it and looked at me and I looked right back. I hope they will think a little more the next time, but I don't know.

That's all I wrote in my journal. I have to add that Roxanne was a wonderful and gracious hostess. She made us feel more than welcome. We both had a great time visiting with her and with Anthony and Alex. The boys were fun to be with and we hope to see all of them again before long. Our flight back to Newark was delayed for about an hour, but our actual arrival time was only about one half hour late. We had parked our car at an off airport lot. When we retrieved our luggage, we came out and were able to get right on the bus for the lot. We got home in very little time and were thankful for a very nice visit with a great family.  

Our Adventures in Florida - Part 1

The New Jersey State Bar Association had its Mid-Year convention at Disney World this year. I like bars, so we went. The convention hotel was the Boardwalk which is within an easy stroll of Epcot, but pretty inconvenient for everything else. There is a boat that takes you to Hollywood Studios and for everything else you take a bus, which is not an express. It stops at several other hotels along the way. A continental breakfast was included this year. The last time the Bar stayed at Disney it was at the Grand Floridian, which was more convenient for getting around, but the food there cost a small fortune.

Our first park was the Magic Kingdom. We visited "it's a small world," the Haunted Mansion, Tiki Room, Jungle Cruise, Pirates of the Caribbean, Tom Sawyer Island, Mickey's PhilharMagic, The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh, Tomorrowland Transit Authority, Carousel of Progress and Monsters, Inc. Laugh Floor. Whew! For some reason the Disney engineers must think that kids like a lot of noise because there was plenty of it. Some of the rides would be scary for small children.

The next day we boarded the bus for the Animal Kingdom. There we saw It's tough to be a Bug 3D movie. It sounds innocent enough, but, again, small children may find it frightening. We also went on the Kilimanjaro Safari which takes you into an area where there are real live african animals in a natural habitat. We saw Flights of Wonder where real exotic birds fly around and do some tricks and we took a train ride to Rafiti's Planet Watch which is an educational experience in which you can learn about animals and even watch an animal being examined or an operation, if one is taking place. Anne want on Dinosaur which is a jouncy ride that gave dire warnings about people with high blood pressure not going on. She said I probably wouldn't have enjoyed it.

It is interesting that they have some 1,500 or so animals at Disney World and they bring every single one of them inside at night for care, feeding and a safe place to sleep. Each species of animal responds to a certain pitch of sound, the elephants to rattling chains, and when they hear the noise, they know it is time to come in. there are massive barns where the animals are housed at night. Each one is examined, cleaned and fed.

After a shortened day at the Animal Kingdom we took a bus ride back to our hotel and then another bus ride to Blizzard Beach, a water park made to look like a ski slope and winter playground. We floated around a river on tubes, tried a wave pool and Anne went on a water slide.

On our third day we decided to forego the pleasure of the endless bus rides and we took a short walk to Epcot. There we experienced Soarin, a sort of IMax movie in which you are in a moving seat and really feel like you are soaring. We took a boat ride through Living with the Land, which is an experimental agricultural exhibit where you witness innovative techniques for growing everything from bananas to tomatoes. We also saw, Journey into Imagination with Figment, Honey, I Shrunk the Audience, Spaceship Earth, Ellen's Energy Adventure in which the whole audience moves through dinosaur territory. We then boarded a clam shell for The Seas with Nemo and Friends. 

We then had lunch at the Tangierine Cafe at the Morocco pavilion. It was then time to return to the Norway exhibit for the Maelstrom ride. We had gotten Fast Passes which assign you a certain time to return if you don't want to stand in a long line. I guess we were about half way through when the darn thing stopped dead in the water (it was a boat ride). An automated voice came out of load speakers saying the there was an unexpected interruption and that a cast member would be with us shortly. We heard that an annoying number of time over perhaps a time span of 10 minutes when, what to our wondering eyes should appear, but two cast members who put a platform between our boat and the catwalk so that we could be rescued. I took a picture of folks from another boat being saved. We were given a fast pass for three rides in Epcot that we would have to use before the end of the year.

Saturday night, Peter, Anthony and Alex joined us at the hotel for dinner. We watched some magicians and fire works from Epcot.

On Sunday Peter and the boys met us at the hotel and we all took the boat to Hollywood Studios and made straight for Toy Story Midway Mania which had a long line early on. We got fast passes, but they were to return between two and three in the afternoon. Peter was hoping to get on the road before that because it is a three hour drive back to Pembroke Pines. We stood in line for perhaps one half hour for the show. We went to the Indiana Jones Stunt Spectacular where are very own Anthony wound up on stage. We saw the Muppet Vision 3D Movie, the kids played in the Honey I shrunk the Kids Movie Set Adventure and Anne and I took The Great Movie Ride  through classic film scenes. Everyone but me went on Star Tours, some sort of flight simulator that gave more dire warnings about people with high blood pressure. Anne said it wouldn't have bothered me. Oh well. A little after 2:00 p.m., the boys were getting tired and so were we. We knew we had to take the boat back to the hotel and then walk to the car, so we decided to head out. First, Anne had the idea to give our four Fast Passes to someone at the end of the Toy Story line. I had forgotten all about them. We made one family very happy. Anne and I decided that, this being our fifth trip to Disney World, we probably had enough to last us at least fifty years. Maybe we'll go back to celebrate my 110th birthday.

Magazines, Newspapers & the Internet

We counted up how many magazines that come through the door at our house and came up with 12, not counting two that come as the result of membership in AARP and AAA. Oh, that also doesn't include about four more I get as the result of being a member of the American Bar Association and the New Jersey State Bar Association. By my standards, at least, that's a lot of magazines. We also discovered that some of them are pricey. I recently had a conversation with our youngest son and discovered that he subscribes to none at all except what he gets as the result of his membership in one or two organizations. He and his spouse get most of their information from the internet, I guess.

Many magazines and newspapers have online versions. For example, we get the New York Times delivered to my office. I like to browse the paper when I'm eating lunch, but I also get the online version which is free and has most of the stories in which I am interested. I haven't done a study to find how mush of the paper isn't on line, but I know that a whole lot of it is and you can even search for past articles. You can even subscribe to a book review that comes weekly or more often. Newspapers have been experiencing a drop in readership which means a drop in paid subscriptions or people buying a single copy. I think that you can subscribe to online versions of most major newspapers and many minor ones, all for free. It is not surprising to me that many of us choose to get our information on the internet these days. It's simple to do and there is information on any subject you can think about. In fact there is sometimes too much information and you can not always be confident that it is accurate. I suppose that can also be said of print media, but at least in that case, you know the source since all of those that I have seen put their name right smack dab on the front of the publication. On the internet everyone can be an expert and I have to say, there are a lot of wacky folks running around out there. But if you are careful about your source, you can find just about anything on the world wide web.

So I've carried on for two whole paragraphs; what will I do about all of those magazines? If I'm honest with myself, I will acknowledge that I usually don't read any of them completely. There are maybe a couple of articles that I read at most, in each. Not enough to justify the mailman lugging them all here and then me lugging them all out for recycling. At least I don't have to do anything. Since I haven't signed up for automatic renewal [ I hope I haven't done that], I'll just have to deal with the renewal notices that I'll receive for the rest of my life.