1 pound can be heavy, A Green Miracle, Big birthday

My physical therapy includes doing certain exercises with would normally be considered a ridiculously minuscule one pound dumbbell.  The movements target small muscles in the shoulder that are not worked much regularly.  Even with the tiny weight I can feel the burn although I am doing up to 30 reps on some of the exercises.  Next week I am only going twice and I hope to taper off to nothing soon.  I have all of the equipment needed to do the exercises both at home and at the county gym.  The only thing I would be missing is the deep and thorough massaging that they do of the shoulder and the muscles surrounding it.

This is going to come as a shock but I actually arrived home to 10 pallets of sod piled up around the property last night.  After more than two weeks of failed delivery promises we actually had some grass delivered.  Of course, there is a but.  Having 10 pallets delivered was nice, but, I paid for 15 pallets.

This morning I had Cindy ask Miguel about the missing pallets.  He said he wanted to get this stuff spread first because he thought we might need less than five more pallets.  I have plenty of lowish spots left that we can throw extra sod onto so I am going to be pushing for the full five I paid for.

This weekend we will be celebrating DJs first birthday.  It seems hard to believe a year has passed already.  It also is funny how my interactions with him have changed as well.  When he was first born I held him briefly but it felt awkward and weird as I have never been involved much with babies my entire life.  However in the subsequent year since his birth I have become deeply attached to the little guy and love him very much.  The sweet innocence of a baby is something you wish could go on forever.  Every time he comes over to me, looks up and extends his arms in “please pick me up grandpa” mode, it makes me feel good.  Hell by this year next time he will be walking and talking like a champ.

Our long holiday weekend will hopefully also include a visit from my brother Patrick who is down in Florida for his job.  The last time we saw Pat was for my stepmom’s 60th birthday in January.  I always enjoy hanging out with Patrick, his passion for the environment and just doing the right thing is admirable and something worthy of duplication by others.