I never made a post in this blog yesterday. Instead, I involved myself with a post at my private blog in order to reproduce an extremely long journal entry of mine that I recorded on May 14, 1979 ─ it was an overview of events in my life since my previous journal entry on April 4, 1979 (if I am remembering the date correctly).
The entry that I reproduced yesterday in my private blog had originally been typed out with single spaces on both full sides of a sheet of typing paper ─ which I think is probably the same size as a sheet of regular or letter-sized (as opposed to legal) printer paper.
Between typing it out and offering detailed explanation or descriptions of each section, it was a time-consuming job.
My private blog was begun back in the second half of September 2008; and for least a couple of the ensuing years, I never failed to create a post for every day of a specific year.
Consequently, that blog has a few thousand entries ─ not many personal bloggers can make such a claim.
I began that private blog right after my wife brought her two sons here to Canada to live with us. And then sometime in 2003, I began reproducing into it old journal entries of mine that matched that same day back in 1973 ─ the year when I first began my old journal.
My private blog had been public right up until early this year when my youngest stepson became privy of its existence and was aghast that so much had been revealed about him.
Ignorance truly is bliss, evidently.
Anyway, I'm perfectly willing to grant anyone access who may request it; but otherwise, its posts will remain private indefinitely.
My wife, incidentally, arrived home in the late afternoon or early evening this past Monday, and would be spending her first night at home since returning here to Canada Friday evening from a visit of over a month to see her mother back at the family home and village over in Thailand.
She says that she has a bottle of Thai whisky for me...but as yet she has been unable to find it.
Something else she brought back was a very large green mango that I think she said was grown on property her sister Lumpoon & husband have ─ I had my wife pose with the fruit at 7:44 p.m. / 7:45 p.m. Sunday evening:
It's going to end up as part of a spicy Thai salad at some point.
My wife had arrived home well before my younger brother arrived here from wherever he had been drinking. Had she not been here, I would have abandoned him after he passed out during the very first episode of one of the T.V. shows I had tuned in for us via our T9 Android 8.1 TV Box.
And so it was that I sat up with him until into the midnight hour operating that device, for he doesn't understand that function.
My wife had already gone to bed, for she had to work yesterday at her friend's Thai restaurant beginning at 11:00 a.m. Both of us had concerns for her because she had claimed while still in Thailand that her arms and back were still sore from the rigours of the kitchen work she has to deal with on the job.
I was unable to ask her how she fared when she got home last evening, for I had retired around 9:30 p.m. ─ my brother had passed out earlier, so I left him to himself in the living room with the T.V.'s basic cable to keep him company.
It took me awhile to fall asleep, but I was able to rack up a little slumber before I became aware that my wife was rustling about in the bedroom ─ I was wearing a makeshift blindfold that was quite effective at shutting out the light.
I remember checking the time as soon as she exited the bedroom to probably begin bedtime preparations in the bathroom, but whatever the time was is now lost to me.
And even though I seem to remember that it took her about an hour before she finally did come to bed and join me, that check of the time is also now lost.
I may have managed a wee bit more sleep, but I am unsure. Whatever the case, around 1:20 a.m. I decided to get up and start work on the day's content assignment for the post I am putting together at one of my six hosted websites.
Toward 2:00 a.m. I heard my youngest stepson arrive home from somewhere.
I outlasted him, for I never completed the content assignment and made my return to bed until the approach of 5:00 a.m.
Sleep was very difficult to locate, but ultimately I did find some. And I remained abed until just after 9:00 a.m.
By then, my younger brother was downstairs watching basic cable programming on T.V., but I waited until 10:00 a.m. before joining him to put our Android TV Box into play.
My wife rose soon thereafter; and about half an hour later had left to put in her second day of work at her friend's Thai restaurant.
The morning was gloriously sunny, and the afternoon quite serviceable as well. This has been our first mainly sunny day since Saturday. We had rain Sunday night and Monday morning, as well as some of Monday afternoon.
It was needed.
This morning my brother and I were to watch an episode apiece of three of the series we follow, and that took us into the latter half of the noon-hour.
He then sought some bed rest, and I took the opportunity to have some exercise out in the backyard toolshed. First, though, I had changed into cutoffs, a tank top, and runners; and then I had weighed myself.
I was 193 pounds.
Following the exercise, I took advantage of the sunshine and sat low into a lawn chair or deckchair in the backyard while attired only in cutoffs; and beginning at 1:24 p.m. I put in just over 40 minutes while facing into the Sun.
My brother was gone for the afternoon by the time I came back into the house.
I then had my first meal of the day, and have since had to lie down to help deal with its burden.
When I last blogged here on Monday, I expressed the hope of getting away on a hike to do some grocery shopping early that evening. Well, that inspiration to actually sally forth into the public did not take hold before my wife had gotten home, so the enterprise was never undertaken.
On a related note ─ i.e., my reluctance to be public ─ I cannot see myself hiking off on Saturday, May 25 to attend an 11:00 a.m. Green New Deal Town Hall event a little over a mile away from me here in Surrey, as much as I sympathize with much of what the movement stands for.
If you are Canadian ─ and a more community-minded one than I ─ there are similar events being held all across Canada:
- Act.GreenNewDealCanada.ca: Green New Deal Town Halls
I feel compelled to change the subject after that.
Let's instead look at oil pulling, which is the practice of swishing around specific types of edible oils in the mouth for 15 or more minutes as an enhancement of dental hygiene (there may also be other benefits).
Here are some good articles about it if you are new to this practice:
- WellnessMama.com: Oil Pulling Benefits: How to Use Coconut Oil for Healthy Teeth
- Healthline.com: 6 Benefits of Oil Pulling — Plus How to Do It
- Healthline.com: Oil Pulling With Coconut Oil Can Transform Your Dental Health
- DrAxe.com: Coconut Oil Pulling Benefits & How-to Guide
My personal practice and method is entirely different, however.
I brush my teeth with coconut oil at the end of each day. But unlike most people who only spend a couple of minutes brushing, I typically take as long as 15 minutes to brush mine ─ I tend to do it while reclined, and usually while I am watching T.V.
Normal brushing would be inadequate for oil pulling, but I believe that brushing for that length of time is most likely quite a different matter. And then when I am done, I will swish the oil around in my mouth for another couple or more minutes.
It gets spat out thereafter into the flower garden.
I recently read of another oil that is used for oil pulling that was not mentioned in those articles ─ an oil I have never heard of:
HSIonline.com
Here are a couple of further articles about this copaiba oil:
- NaturallyLivingFamily.com: 7 Copaiba Essential Oil Uses for Health and Healing the Body
- DrAxe.com: Copaiba Oil Uses & Benefits, Including as An Anti-Inflammatory
I truly like the sound of copaiba oil, and I would definitely put it into my regimen ─ if I could afford it. However, maybe unlike me, you are not on a limited pension income.
You can see the results I got at the top of this blog post when I made a search of Amazon using the term "copaiba oil" ─ for the amount of oil gotten, the price of those products is too much for my reach.
I cannot imagine using a tablespoon or two of the oil for purposes of oil pulling ─ those small quantities offered at Amazon would be exhausted in short order.
But I suppose for some people, "What price health?"
I've blogged enough for today. My evening is already upon me, and I never know how early my younger brother may be in arriving home.
Besides, I wouldn't mind resting my poor old eyes for a time.
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