I had a busy day yesterday, not that every day isn’t busy. Today is my split-shift day, hopefully it will be sunny! Also today I have a follow-up check-up about my hypertension medicine. They’ll probably increase my dosage. Its borderline, about 130/80, higher during the workday.

Got back from the Brac on Saturday, went to the beach and snorkeling in Sunday. Took some pics. here’s a few. A couple Yellow Blue Eyes. The blue speckled fish is a baby. The red one is a Parrotfish.

Here it’s raining and thundering and dark and cloudy. I’m freezing, I’m thinking of buying a jacket.
Here’s a pic of the view from my room, see the rainstorm on the horizon? It’s coming right at me!

PS: Look at the pool in the pic, there’s been so much rain that it’s practically overflowing!

It’s Cloudy and rainy here on Cayman Brac. It was nice yesterday, but started raining last night. Today is cloudy.
Not that it matters, I’ll be working.
I’ll take some pics today for tomorrow.

Yesterday I saw my Dawgs Mom, When I first got Ditto, my dawg, I was drinking coffee at an outside place and a girl walked by who knew my dog (I got him from the pound) and my dawg definitely knew her. She was able to tell me who Ditto’s parents were and how old he was and what neighborhood he came from. It was nice to know info that you normally wouldn’t get when you get your dog from the pound.
SO, Dittos father died a while ago from heart worm and his Mom was still around and I’d see her from time to time, but then she disappeared, and I’d see her owner without her, walking down the street. BUt yesterday they were both on the porch of my workplace when I got there in the morning. And I had my camera! SO I took some pics. I think I’ll print one and put it in a frame nest to my dawgs bed. His Mom. She looks just like him, except her legs are shorter. THe face is the same, except my Dawg is much less grey.



Right now I’m on Cayman Brac for work, I’ll be here for a few days. I hope that, technically, it goes well. I haven’t been satisfied in the past and neither has a bunch of other people.

I had a pretty good weekend. We went to the beach Saturday and Sunday. I went diving Sunday. I was going to dive Saturday too, but the Dawg ran away. I have learned to say fukkit when he runs off, but it was the first time he made a break for it since the OI Girls been living here. She was pretty heartbroken. I went out to get him and before too long here comes, with a chicken in his jaws, proud as punch. But later on, his feet got sore, and he was having trouble walking. I looked at his feet, and he had burned them on the asphalt, and maybe rubbed them raw running around.
Now OI Girl knows the true nature of the beast, a cold cruel killing machine.
I have been so busy at work, thats why I didn’t post yesterday.

I am so glad it is Friday! This was a long hard dragging week.

Yesterday I was so busy I couldn’t even post. It started with a phone call just after midnight, then I was kind of laying awake, waiting for the phone to ring again. It didn’t till about 6:30, and from there it was nonstop till 3 in the afternoon.
THe week is going really slow. It seems like Friday should have been here a long time ago.

It seems like life is almost always in balance. Whenever something gets better in my life, at the same time something gets worse.
A relationship with one person will improve, while at the same time a relationship with another person will deteriorate. (It seems like I always have a problem with someone) Or one part of my live gets better, like work, while at the same time problems develop at home or with friends. And money, I get rid of one expense and along comes a new one.
Using this theroy, I should be able to look around and see something good every time something goes wrong, but it’s very difficult. It takes continuous effort to look for the good in life instead of focusing on what’s wrong.
Yesterday first thing I was marveling at the perfect weather, early in the morning, Then for a while it was kind of rough. The OI Girl and I were ready to go diving, all the equipment was in my car and we were ready to leave. The other divers were en route to the site and the ball was rolling. Then I get a call from someone at the other radio stations, one of their 4 stations is off the air, and they want me to go fix it. I said I couldn’t. But I felt very guilty like I should. They don’t have anyone to fix it but me. If I had gone to fix it, the OI Girl would have killed me. Plus I worked Saturday and I really wanted to go diving. I was plagued by guilt and stress. It was one of the rare times that my problems followed me underwater.
When we got out of the water, their station was back on the air, so I rekkon it was a simple problem.
Then we went and had a nice lunch then the beach at a new spot.