lying low for the weekend

As sometimes happens, I have developed a couple of nasty blisters on my feet. This is not a good thing for a diabetic. I haven't had problems for about three years so I guess it must be my turn. Along with antibiotic dressings and careful monitoring, I have spent the weekend with my feet up. Well, almost. But it wasn't very hard.

Saturday morning was the Metropolitan Opera, Verdi's Ernani this week. It's next week I'm waiting for ~ La Bohme. I missed the archive broadcast of Pavarotti's performance so this one will have to suffice.

Saturday afternoon I finished up Chronicle of a Death Foretold which I had read some years ago. It remains a most elegant little literary gems.

At 4 PM Patti arrived to give me a lovely massage to relieve the aches, pains and stress of living in the tropics.

This morning, with Glenn Gould snorting his way through Bach's Goldberg Variations (you really can hear him huffing and groaning) I sat at the table with my dominoes spread out in front of me practicing the art of building a playable hand. Sometimes it is simply impossible; no matches. Other times it all falls into place very easily.

Meanwhile, while noodling on the computer, the Patient found a terrific photo editing program that's free. It's called Picnik. Easy to use, has more bells and whistles than the program built into the Mac. Give it a try.