A place called Oz

Its not an original title...I'm watching a movie called the Witches of Oz and that was an early line from the movie.  Based on the first several minutes....I'm thinking I've rented a totally cheezzzzeeeeee movie.  Bad bad bad.  I'm going to have to cast a vote to Netflix verses On Demand Movies.  At least Netflix has a rating system.  This movie would not have made the cut!  And this is coming from the queen of patience when it comes to movies and entertainment. 

When I left this morning for work, I wasn't sure how the day would unfold for Roger.  I checked in on him prior to dashing out the door.  Opening the bedroom door I am greeted with the sound of zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz and look to find Roger sitting cross-legged in bed rolled into a ball with his head resting on his legs.  Mind you there was a point in time where this guy couldn't even dream of ever being this flexible.  I weighed the moment....leave him be or wake him to prevent further issue with his neck and back.  Waking him won out in an effort to mitigate all the pains Roger suffers.  I ran through the gambit of "how are you questions" and then shuffled off downstairs to start my car and take everything out to the car.  As I came back in to grab a cup of coffee, I found Roger now, downstairs. He was up and moving with the goal of getting his butt in gear to go down to the boat. 

So, as I type away tonight I find myself in a different zip code from the star attraction of this blog. Roger is down at the boat.  Well actually as of this very moment, I anticipate he is watching Jon Stewart on cable before falling fast asleep at my folk summer house.  He drove down mid-morning and was able to knock out some of the winterizing projects.  Though I miss him whenever we're apart, I know he is happy to be DOING something and the fact the something is for the boat makes it even better for him. Anywhoooo, he felt well enough to head south so that's a good thing.  We'll get more of an update tomorrow on how he has and is feeling and how he did on his projects.  At minimum, he's up and out of the house!  That's a GREAT thing. 

Ok - I surrender.  My movie selection sucked pond water BAD tonight.  I have surfed every channel on TV to no avail. Even though I love Jon Stewart and the Colbert Report, they aren't making the cut tonight...I was up for a really good sci-fi/fantasy movie.... classic good vs evil and if you can mix in a smidge o' romance...the perfect formula!    Couldn't find anything like that.  So, I'm giving up.  I've got a couple striped, 4-legged heat seekers on the bed with me.  Time to call it a night. Sweet dreams to those of you who like to remember dreams.  For those of you like me, here's to NO dreams (or at least not remembering them).  g'nite. xoxo~ a