After a successful doctor’s visit in Boston yesterday I drove home to await the predicted snowstorm. This Winter has been extremely mild granting New England a break from the traditional lineup of Nor’Easter blizzards. Last year we had 5 big storms in the month of February including a 37″ doozy.
All the snow this year has come as a mix at night totalling about 2-3 inches each. That’s a dusting by comparison. Tonight entrant is supposed to be purely a snow event laying down 4-5 inches of powdery snow before it’s done early Thursday morning. A peek outside just now is showing just a dusting so far covering the sidewalks and cars. There’s snow showing up over us on the weather radar but I didn’t see any falling right now. The night is young as it’s only 9:30 p.m..
Addendum: It’s now 1:30 p.m. Friday and we got 4.4 inches of fresh snow. It’s already cleared from the roads, parking lots and sidewalks. I have no intention of sticking my nose out the door as everything is closed because of the snowfall.
Do you know what happens when you go to bed for the night at 3:00 p.m.? You wake up 5 times after midnight and start eating, creating entire comedy routines for tomorrow’s surgery appointment or try to think of something funny about Chuck Schumer or Nancy Pelosi. Do you realize most Dermatologists are NOT surgeons? They are actually Vaseline salesmen. They cut, they suture, they cauterize and then they cover it all with Vaseline. The following week they have you return so they can take out the stitches and send you home with more Vaseline. Week 3 you must return so they can cut again and rearrange that nose that they sewed back on sideways, stitch up the new and approved version and cover it with more Vaseline. Tell me they don’t have stock in Vaseline! After 14 hours of sleep the mind goes a bit bonkers as you now have an entire comedy routine that will have surgeons laughing hysterically. Oops, more stitches, more Vaseline. Good night.
I imagine after reading all my post on woodworking and the tools I’ve purchased for that hobby you would have to question the cost of getting into that hobby. Let me point out that it doesn’t necessarily have to be very expensive if you start modestly.The same can be said about any hobby. My passion for photography has cost me thousands of dollars for camera gear, tripods, bags, filters and graphic software. In the old days of film there was darkroom equipment, chemicals, paper, tongs and lots more little stuff that made it more fun but racked up the dollars “getting it right”.
Everyone needs a hobby, or two or three. Just be sure to take it slow and avoid specialty stores that count on you wanting everything you can buy to get better. A BB gun is a far cry from a match grade target rifle especially when you can’t hit the broad side of the barn. LOL
I’ve been into woodworking for 50 years. I’ve been building my tool collection for about the same time. I stopped looking at my investment a long time ago. I’ve always bought the best tools on the market even if I had to save up for 6 months to get what I want. Patience is a virtue I deal with constantly. It literally took me 6 months to build my new set of chisels for example, buying one chisel each month. I now have $400-$500 worth of Lie-Nielsen bevel wood chisels.
Don’t forget the accessories. DMT diamond sharpening stones are again, an investment. Hand tools such as chisels or plane blades need to be kept sharp. A good sharpening system isn’t cheap but it’s worth it to me in the long run.
So I’m almost 70 now and I’m beginning to look for someone to will all my tools to before I croak. It would kill me to think they would not go to someone who doesn’t appreciate quality tools. Any takers? LOL
To me there has always been a love affair with hand cut dovetails. This might sound a bit weird unless you are a serious woodworker looking to go to that next level in your skills. A dovetail joint is one of the strongest basic joints and one of the most attractive.
To be honest I have never cut dovetails before but I certainly wish to learn the technique. There are a few hand tools necessary to pull this off and I just completed the set of tools to give it a try. Basic tools such as a good marking knife, accurate combination square, Japanese dovetail saw, good fret saw, dovetail marking gauge and sharp chisels is what it will take to get started. Now it’s time to give it a go as my British friends would say. I’ll let you know how I make out with my first attempt. I’ve only watch about a gazillion YouTube videos of the subject. LOL
I had another trip to Boston yesterday that had me going under the knife yet again. The appointment was called a “closure”, meaning they were trying to remove any further stitches and begin reconstructing my nose. My skin cancer removal three weeks ago ventured through the left nostril of my nose, leaving a gaping hole that needed to be filled. Yesterday they removed some of the grafted skin and cartilage and stitched it back together to more perfectly resemble my original nose. Not fun! I’ll wind up with another black eye, pain, oozing at the surgery site and more sutures to remove a week from Feb 20.
The VA dermatologists who are doing all of this certainly know what they’re doing and make sure I have enough pain killer injected to numb everything thoroughly. Still, it’s a long, drawn out affair. My whole face is covered in sterile cloths that also covered my eyes so I couldn’t see a thing. Once complete I was told to follow the same regimen I had followed on the earlier surgery three weeks ago. I’ll need lots or ice for pain, Vaseline for keeping all the wounds lubricated and plenty of bandage supplies. I now have enough of those supplies to last me for years.
Today is the morning after the reconstructive surgery. I’m in a fair amount of pain so I needed to get up to take a couple of Aleve caplets. I ran out of the codeine tablets from the first surgery. That’s good as it is addictive from what they told me. Aleve has always worked well for me for pain and swelling.
So as I type this, waiting for the Aleve to kick in, I have a fresh new black eye, swollen cheek and very sore nose. I’ll survive but just don’t ask me to smile! LOL
Looking through my collection of “selfies” I chuckled seeing the last 13 years of my life. These shots represent the first day I moved from South Carolina to Beaverton, OR all the way to my current location in Uxbridge, Massachusetts. As the man said, “I is what I is”!
I saw on TV today that the Democratic Senator from Massachusetts, Elizabeth Warren, has thrown her name into the growing list of candidates for president in 2020. Not over my dead body! I get just one vote but it will not be for her, it will be for Donald Trump, again.
I’m not returning to high unemployment rates, high taxes and the stock market in the dumpster. I can’t vote for a party that compromises our country’s security or who supports, gay rights, abortion after birth (murder) or allows the United States to be used by countries to fill their pockets with our good will. NO way Warren! Not on my watch!
How I do miss my sweetheart from the Oregon Zoo! I was pleasantly surprised to see her story on YouTube today. Enjoy!
The surgery to remove the basal cell carcinoma skin cancer was a total success. It took them 5 hours to complete the surgery and reconstruction but I’m on the mend. One week later on Feb 06 I completed a post op regimen to have the stitches removed and a thorough cleaning done. I look like Frankenstein but I’m all in one piece. I now have a 3rd appointment to finish the whole procedure. I actually don’t know what the next visit on Feb 20 will seek to accomplish.
Since I will have most of the dermatology staff caring for me I’ll bring up the growth on my left foot and see if I can push them to deal with that next. The folks in that department passed the buck on my first appointment dealing with the foot growth. Now that I have the big guns paying attention maybe I can light a fire under somebody and get the 10 year old growth removed permanently. 🙂
Meanwhile the stitches and bandages are gone and my wounds are healing in open air. I’m still taking it easy and occasionally still feel a little queasy. The constant smell of blood, cauterized incisions and a blocked nasal passage would sicken most people. Rest is the answer so I’m playing my role as a healing hermit well.