Beautiful Monday.

Saw the Psych again today on Monday.

Ate burgers while talking about things which are things that are discussed with a Psych

Before we finished up she tells me…Uh, starting at the beginning of the new year, our schedule is CHANGING.

The First thing is…
We will only see each other EVERY OTHER WEEK.

The Second thing is…
The day of the week where everything is scheduled to happen, has changed! I am not lucky, and now I have to “change”. She “just learned” that she will be busy at noontime on Mondays. I asked:

“What about 1 o’clock on Monday?”
“No. I’m busy then too….”

Soooo…. Next year it will be: EVERY OTHER WEEK on TUESDAY?? Geeze!

Just slooow down….

I’m on a vacation. Away from my “usual” weekly ways — to partake into… different surroundings. Also to get some things done that need to be gotten done.

Nevertheless, I wanted to share a story from today.

I am at a restaurant with my family for lunch. We are sitting outside and looking at the menu when a man comes over and introduces himself as the owner of this one and several other small restaurants. He sees me and looks at my shirt I love to wear….


He loved it! Told me that HE HAD BRAIN SURGERY TOO! We talked about each of our surgeries and found out his was three years ago (mine is a bit over a year and a half ago). Each of our surgeries were on the left-frontal lobe, too! Pretty cool….

Hanko Psikolog (Albanian)

Okay… Okay… Okay…….
What is it that we discuss on this day of the week?

No…. It’s not Friday…?

On Friday, (in case you were not aware…) I actually had my son with me when I was “working” at the hospital. 

Today is Monday!

So, lets go to the Psych Lady today.

Psych Lady: “Where do you want to eat…..?”
Myself: “Where do we always eat? We don’t need to change that…. today….”
Psych Lady: “It’s back to that place over there next to Starbucks…?”
Myself: “Yes, you cannot forget the name and location of STARBUCKS. Everything else in this world is Not As Important.”

What did I choose to eat at the chosen place along with the Psych Lady’s unchanging salad? Well, that’s a good question…. Usually I have to take pictures of my food…. and… I forgot to do that within the discussions between The Psych Lady and myself. My fault? Her fault? I don’t know.

I left the Psych Lady after the usual “eating” and “discussing” of life adventures. It was a good day.

I am in the Taxi on the way home, and talking with THE BLIND LADY. You know, that one I’ve shared a ride with before. I ask her what she is going to do tomorrow for the weekend. She INFORMS me that TODAY is actually MONDAY.

Oh yeah…. I guess it IS. I was just picked up from that Psych location. Huh… I guess that’s how that works…

So, it’s like this:

  • The Blind Lady can’t see.
  • I have problems with… a list of things.
  • Yet, we are both EXCELLENT singers with the radio and force our taxi driver to turn the music up while we are riding together.

Quite the concept… 

Okay, okay…
Got home. That’s about it….

I will now…. Essen Sie “Kleinkindbetreuung am Mittwoch” (German)

Boys and Girls, how about eating lunch with this blog writer? What’s for today?

Lets GO BACK to that place we were just at on Monday. You know, that “MORE THAN HALF GROCERY STORE PLACE” that you’ve read about before. We like that, don’t we? Now, how am I getting you over there today?

Driving? No… I still can’t do that right now! Not after BRAIN SURGERY! (duh…)
Walking? hahaha….
Hitchhiking? Guess that could maybe work. But…. naaaaa….

We are going to get in the vehicle of the “visiting cousin” and take the ride over there.

Once we’ve gotten there, what’s for lunch?

Grilled Peach Apricot Slaw. This was…good. Lets see, what’s it have in it? Peaches. Apricots. Red Onions. Green Cabbage. Carrots. Green Onions. Mint..? (mint in slaw… that reads good). Pecans. Grilled Peach and Apricot Slaw Dressing (that last word is a verb, right?), yada yada… There’s other things that are within the other things… Cage-Free Egg Yolks in the Mayonnaise (well it’s a good thing all the yokes are in the inside, and we don’t have to listen to them.).

To Drink…

Iced Bhakti Chai Almond Blend. The front says “Fresh Pressed Ginger. FIERY Masala Spices. Low Sugar.” Fiery = Fire. Hmmmm…. Interesting. What’s on the back? Gluten-Free. Vegan (no animal products? Uh, ok), Low-Fat (at least it doesn’t sit higher), Dairy-Free (No Charge!), Soy-Free (That doesn’t cost anything either!)… INGREDIENTS: Here’s some interesting ones: Organic Fair Trade Black Tea (Hmm… Eh, I could just type forever on that one, but I wouldn’t know if it is a “fair trade” for “White Tea”), Organic Ginger Juice, Evaporated Cane Juice. (evaporated in the air?), Almondmilk (that has its own ingredients: Filtered Water & Almonds. That’s interesting.) and Spices…..  (they got tired of typing)


Berry Chantilly Cake Slice. 7 oz.   PLEASE SEE SIGN FOR INGREDIENTS. Ok… These ingredients and “Unit Price” stuff was on the bottom. Can’t turn it over while or before you’re eating. It’ll make a mess. Just have to feel lucky for eating it, but then you learn you have to read a sign. Huh. That’s not cool. — Anyway…. That ONE piece of cake is $3.99. It is $9.12 per pound! Dang…. Well… Any piece of cake is never all that heavy.

Took quite awhile to drink all that Iced Bhakti Chai Almond Blend being that it was sooo FIERY (smoke out the nose). Took forever to drink all that. I wasn’t going to just stop. I have to do my job of eating/drinking to do COMPLETE testing so I can blog about it. (Yeah. That’s it.) Still Freaking Hot till the end, but I made it. 🙂

Lunch was purely interesting.

It is “Ponedeljak” for us all again… (Bosnian)

What is happening on Moon-Day?

Anyone knowing the answer to this elementary question?

Yep, it is time to write an online journal about the visit of the “thinking brain” person. That’s a good definition/answer. That will somehow work.

O-tay. Started the visit with the Psych-lady and this is one of those “lengthily drawn-out discussions” of where to eat at.

Psych-Lady: “Where you want to go?”
I respond: “I don’t care, where do you want to go?”
Psych-Lady: “Well, we are not going to do any deadly walking down the street in the heat.”
I respond: “Uh, okay. You’re driving and it’s (obviously) your choice. WHERE ARE WE GOING?”

We go outside into the heat and into her vehicle. A quick right-turn and then “skidding” through a swift “U-ee turn”. Errrrrrrrrrrr…….. The wheels straighten out and swiftly move forward again toward the usual…. Special Grocery Store Place. (Trust Me. I have just relaxed about this so-called “brain” of mine and the non-remembrance of the Name Of Things that it has selected to do.)

BRAIN: “Oh, that’s worth filing away to remember. That one… eh, just toss that one out. Someone else’s brain can just try and catch it.”

Ok. We get to our normal Blah-Blah location. I have chosen a collection of foods that I haven’t eaten previously, just to be a precarious living individual. Now, boys and girls, we shall enjoy the descriptions to each of the foods.

Tuna with Cranberries – This is made of: Canola Mayonnaise. Water (that’s a good one). Da da da…. Egg Yolks. Honey. SEA SALT (That REALLY good one, trust me). Lemon Juice. Yellow Onions. Sugar. Salt. Wait…. It has Salt? It already said “Sea Salt” and now it says “Salt”?? Wha??
Buffalo Chicken SaladChicken. Chicken Breast (Ahhh… okay). Buffalo Chicken Salad Dressing. (A buffalo-type chicken getting dressed as a salad?), Ranch Dressing (So, naked things getting dressed?), Frank’s Hot Sauce (Yo, Frank, can I have some?), Worcestershire Sauce (not even trying to say that one as fast as I can), wada-wada…. and a few more vegetables.


Black Secret Squirrel Cold Brew Coffee – Finally! Finnaly! I found a drink that I wouldn’t have to worry about being incorrectly drinking. I finally remembered to read a drink before drinking! This time I DON’T HAVE TO SHAKE IT!

AAAAaaaaaarrrggggg!!!!! It didn’t taste too bad. Did this brain of mine thinks it was good enough to use space within itself to correctly remember and describe the details of its flavor? No. But, it wasn’t bad.

Skidded the vehicle around and made it back to the office building when we finished eating and speaking.

Okay. I’m warning right now:
This Psych-Lady is telling me that she is “refusing” to see me next week. Why? She has “Made Up Better Things To Do.” So, knock this off the list of things to blog about next week. Which is fine… I had plans to advise her that I could not connect too, but she beat me to it.