An odd couple (or maybe not)

northshoreI can’t find my splint! Rummage rummage rummage. Did you leave it at work? No. That was what just went on here at The Landfill. A [minor] panic! Do you need your splint? Not really, but… And he doesn’t really totally need his splint because nothing was broken. The splint is merely a protection. In the GG’s situation, it is not needed as much as my splint was after my finger surgery.

I remember a couple of things from late last summer. One was that I was walking with my cousin Pooh and our cousin (1st and twice removed) C*Q*L down to Doelle’s in the water. I had a big fricking cast on my hand/wrist/forearm and could not duck under, even though I wanted to. I took a shower when I got back to the moomincabin. A month or so later, on Labor Day weekend, I walked the beach/water with my childhood buddy Dan and C*Q*L. So much fun! I “swam” that day, even though at that time, Titanium Pinky didn’t quite yet feel like “she” was part of my right hand. She is definitely part of my hand now.

I had a removable splint last Labor Day weekend. I did not lose track of it at all. I wore it for the NCT hike that Sunday and for the Sherman Park re-dedication. A few weeks later, I realized that I did not need the splint any more. I threw it out after Surprise Appendectomy Weekend up at Tahq with our wonderful adult children and the HSS NCT folks.

We’ve been going to the Northshore Bar up at Houghton Lake since forever. We went there Saturday night because we didn’t quite have the guzzinto to buy food and cook it at home after a long day of rattling around the northern lower. The place was quiet when we got there and the GG was wondering if the bar was doing okay. I thought that if the Northshore could afford that fancy jukebox type thing, plus the tiki bar that we boat to in the summer, it was probably doing okay. What did that young whippersnapper over at the jukebox play? Hotel California, by the Eagles. By the time we left, the place was hopping! Long live the Northshore.

One Response to “An odd couple (or maybe not)”

  1. Margaret Says:

    I am so glad that the pinky is all better! He(she?) has made you some interesting, and challenging, memories. 🙂