My dad has Parkinson’s. That’s him with me in the last photo in his new road ready golf cart–something that might give him some freedom when he can’t walk anymore. He can drive through the harbor, talk to folks, get around. Our family got people around, so it’s only fitting. Steam boat captains, dray people–gotta move, eh?
It came today. The truck driver, very nice guy, was from Albania, and he is learning English with Rosetta Stone. He says we are much nicer here than in Europe, the people, but he will go back to Albania. His family is in Chicago and he doesn’t like driving the truck–has two kids. He thought our house was a restaurant. He got very fershimeled over where he’d park that huge truck and the village was busy painting new white lines on the road and didn’t want him to drive over them, but the tow truck driver was very nice. The Albanian guy said he had no idea how to drive it, so the tow truck driver backed it up and I drove it off the tow truck. Very cool.
We aren’t road ready yet, need to get license plate and registration and all this Friday, but we tooled around town a little anyway. I didn’t tell Dad yet but the license plate will say Luella, like the name of his boat (and the name of his mother). The Parkinson’s took away his balance and thus took away his boat, but if life gives you lemons… (he drinks lemonade all day) this will get him around.
We should be set by Memorial Weekend.
A good day.
Had a nice hamburger with Swiss cheese and a few onions, a slice of onion.
Happy Tuesday, all.
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I love words so I write them. I’ve been doing that since I was old enough to read. I am a published literary writer and I was an adjunct English professor at Northern Michigan University for many years. I write and live and love off the grid on 35 acres and a trout stream in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula with my son, Joshua, who has Down Syndrome, and with an English Shepherd dog named Maggie, and with my husband when he can make it here which isn’t often. This blog started out being about my work, and it will continue to be. ( I’m working on a novel about premonitions and dreams.) But this blog is also about living off the grid and about my experimentation with diet—most recently the Carnivore Diet. I started on the Ketogenic diet, but have moved into Carnivore. How long, I don’t know. But I’ve become interest in the effects of diet on not just my health, but on creativity. And I’m interested in the effects of the diet on my dreams.
Ah, dreams... The day before my son was born, my mother “dreamed” or was told my son would have Down Syndrome, something she told my brother ahead of time. I’ve never known what to make of that. So I’m interested in prophetic dreams, lucid dreaming, creativity and dreams, night terrors. Who isn't interested in that? I’m interested in Freud (more Jung) and Einstein’s theories of time and how their ideas inform my dreams. I’m interested in mining a deeper relationship with a dream world not confined to daytime experiences, and how the night might inform a more fully imagined daytime “reality.” And vice-versa. Which is the dream?? I’m exploring dreams of all sorts. Come explore with me…
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