Bikram this morning, as usual. The class was well underway when I remembered that it was Mark's birthday. Usually, the instructor organizes the singing during one of the more challenging postures, but it was the instructor's birthday. It was after the warm-up that I called out, "What's today's date?" When someone confirmed it was the 7th, I announced it was Mark's birthday, and we were going to sing to him during the triangle pose. Then when that pose came up, I forgot. Fortunately, Deborah started singing. It was a weak performance. During the rest between sets, I announced, "Since we did such a lousy job on the first one, we will sing again on the second set." That was more enthusiastic. I felt great after class. No aches or pains.
I stopped off at Toyota on my way home. I wasn't sure that the service center would be open. It was, but Anthony wasn't there. The woman who was on call couldn't find my paperwork on my car. She was very apologetic. I figured, the longer I can put off the bad news, the happier I would be. I went home.
I showered and hand washed my Bikram stuff and a pair of tights for the young woman who lives here. It was an absolutely beautiful day, clear and cool. Mike and I both said that we found Hawaii more beautiful the longer we lived here. Familiarly does not always breed indifference, no less contempt.
I worked on catching up on the blogs I hadn't done while Shivani and Sidney were here. A two-year-old takes up a lot of your sitting time. I got many things done that required moving and being ready to chase after him if necessary. While I was sitting, Elsa decided that the only place to be was in my arms. Love it! I am delighted to have her come to me for comfort and a sense of well-being.
I also cleaned the stovetop and the lanai carpet, cleaning up the spots where Elsa decided to do her business.
I walked Elsa around the dinner hour. We stopped off to visit Darby, my neighbor, who had a stroke. This was the first time since Shivani and Sidney had come to visit. Her walk was already so much better. Her left arm is also doing better. She drove for the first time yesterday. She has been back to work for a while. She is the piano tuner for the stars. Yesterday, she tuned the piano for Alicia Keyes. Darby didn't really know who she was. She has to come in and tuned the piano before each rehearsal and before the performance. Those pianos are temperamental things. Patrick, her husband, was describing the scene. The drummer was tuning the drums at the same time Darby was tuning the piano. I learned that part of the tuning process striking the instrument hard to test to see if the setting will hold. Patrick, Darby's husband, said the noise was deafening, but it didn't seem to bother either Darby or the drummer.
I came home to find that the young man staying with me left me some cooked kale. I made the rest of what was left from Thanksgiving dinner. I finally ate the tart Randee, my hairdresser, gave me for my birthday and, of course, three chocolate bars. The young woman came home. She had a busy day driving a friend of hers visiting from Switzerland around the island. She told me the young man had gone to a party and would be sleeping somewhere else tonight. Driving at night around here is a hazard. We are also affected by the opiate crisis. Many people drive around that should not be behind the wheel, causing damage to themselves and others.
I walked Elsa and went to bed.
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