Two weeks since surgery!

OK. Physical therapy this morning: NO ISSUES. Feels great, the shoulder moves well, everything is good.

If any of you want to mail my sister get-well cards, that's what she wants. A bunch of get well cards. She is in Portland, OR to finish her tattoo apprenticeship, so tat themed cards would be appropriate. How cool if she gets a bunch f cards from absolute strangers 1/2 way across the country?

Bring them to the Hash tomorrow, or e-mail me and I can give you her address.

I hope there will be some wankers at Arctic tonight. Just sayin'.

C-4, WTF is with this weather? It was freaking 65 yesterday and I took an hour-long walk in the SUN! Today? 'S ok. I am planning to stroll the Garden of the Gods with my camera. See if we can't get some great shots of the beauty that is Colorado Springs.

Sunrise International was a beach full of baby seals in Argentina this morning. I don't know. I kinda feel like, if I want to wake up to a huge pile of corpusculent, snoring and farting mammals, I'll just go to another party at Brownie's.

Does anyone have a wheel-barrow I can buy or have?

Day 14 (DUH. This was day 13, I need a beer)

Um, ok. So, Sunrise International is in Greenland. A Geyser. Kinda cool, really.

PT went very, very well this morning, but I also realized that, due to another appointment, I had scheduled my PT appointment for YESTERDAY afternoon. So I forgot, blew off the appointment and feel like an idiot. I have to call and beg to reschedule for tomorrow. Ugh.

Still freaked out about my sister. Not sure what, but my brain is cooking some kind of idea of how to deal with that.

Let's just say this: We really need to make sure we look out for each other, Kimchi. Let's not let this happen to one of us.

Day 12

We're at a fishing village in Turkey this morning for sunrise, and with the exceptions of a few small twinges, my PT exercises were pretty damn smooth this morning. I am debating whether to request a push, and move to the next phase or keep steady and slow and let things take their time. Last thing I want is a frozen shoulder, or to tear or re-injure something.

I am hesitant about the weather today, but I would really like to hit Red Rocks for an hour-long hike. Guess I'll just bundle up and go - a little wind and rain/snow can't hurt me.

Day 11 (thanks C-4!!!!)

This morning, I woke up at 5, looked at my alarm with one eyeball, cursed it for it's damned efficiency and went back to sleep, only to re-awaking at 7, completely ready to begin my day.

I don't even know why I set my alarm. I just did. Weird.

Sunrise International was Stonehenge this morning. Eerie. I think maybe I saw a druid in the first minutes of the video.

Physical therapy went very, very well this morning. I still have a slight twinge in my shoulder when I pull my arm straight up while laying on my back, but the physical therapist did explain that, as this was the spot where they had separated some muscle in order to shave bone and arthritis off of my clavicle, this would be the last thing to heal. It's healing though!

C-4, seriously, if you want to spend a little time pulling the dash apart to design the stereo housing, just let me know. I bet there's even some Fat Tire in the fridge, isn't there?

I'm not even sure what day I'm at now

But it's Monday, Sunrise International was in a little village in Turkey and my PT exercises went very well.

We went to the movies and saw 10,000 BC yesterday. I think I lost my wallet at the theater. That would really, really suck. The suckitude goes beyond words. There are credit cards in there - and bank cards. If I don't find it at the house by noon, I am going to be in some serious trouble.

Oddly enough, my military ID was still in my pocket. Weird.

I need to dig out my fly-tying gear today, I think, and start building this summer's arsenal. Going to the fishing show really motivated me.

Besides, I need to do something other than sharpen my X-Box skills.

Days 8 & morning of 9

Well, I spent Saturday, day 8, first with my physical therapy, and then, after dropping the boy at the bowling alley, with a six-mile long walk. It was good to get out, get some sun, walk, sweat and enjoy the Colorado outdoors, which is insane. On the way out, sunny, warm. On the way back, clouds, wind and cold. This freaking state can't make up its mind.

Then, I got to go to the anniversary sale and show at my favorite fly-fishing shop out on 24. They had a huge sale, 20% off of Fishpond fishing vests. I got one of these and one of these for an insanely little amount of money. And I got to see some killer fly-tying, sign a petition to protect Colorado's streams and meet some great fishermen.

You have no idea how deeply it sucks to know it's going to be at least another month and a half or two before I can cast a fly-line.

But I think I need to break out my tying gear and start building my arsenal for this summer's trout season.

Day 7

First follow up with my doc, who says things look amazing.

Went to a retirement ceremony.

Had Thai food for dinner.

Missed Sunrise International, though. I kinda miss it. Maybe I should set my DVR to record it.