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Retirement is not without Hassles: The Numbers #310 = 4

I had another “66” moment yesterday, as I continue to be reminded of my age. We were at Coeur de Terre winery to pick up our member shipment, and I was having a discussion with the owner. Music was playing in the background but I really didn’t notice until Nat King Cole started to sing “Route 66.” It caught me by surprise, and I pointed the coincidence out to my wife, further adding to the number of times my age number of 66 has surfaced in the past few months.(See Post #302).

In the study of numerology, the “Angel Number 66 is a message from the angels to put your faith and trust in the benevolence of the Universe as your daily needs are continually met.” Some consider it to be “a powerful number of unconditional love, healing and faith and trust in the Devine.” Others say that it “shows a double 6th sense and an ability to connect with others.” Words are converted to numbers by adding them together.  A=1, B=2, C=3….J=10 or 1, K=11 or 1+1=2….Z=26 or 2+6=8.  Words that add up to 66 include Discipleship, Resurrection, Spiritual Work, and Transformation.  Technically, 66 breaks down to:  6+6 =12, a master number of learning spiritual lessons, and even further to 1+2=3, referring to the Trinity, meaning you’re receiving divine protection, help, and guidance.  You find your personal numerology number by beginning with your full birthdate, adding the digits together after reducing them to a single digit.  Mine is August 27, 1951 or 8+9+7=24 and 2+4=6.  My life path is a 6 – The Nurturer.  I apparently was meant to by my own boss – so retirement has given me a chance to be just that, except for my wife!

The only numbers I was worried about today was my annual property tax statement, showing that our taxes had gone up 9.2 percent when compared with last year.  Our property value only went up about 3%.  It’s inflation like this that concerns retirees on fixed incomes.  With a working wife, our household income isn’t yet susceptible to the growing costs of staying in The Rose City.  Hopefully, our dollars are going to support a retiree in the Portland area education community.  The letters RCTID are on billboards all over town, and the battle cry of the Timbers Army, who we saw in action today.  Rose City Till I Die will not be the case with these levels of tax increases.  RCTIL is more like it – Rose City Till I Leave!

My wife and I wrapped our Portland Timbers Army scarves around our necks for the big game today.  Only soccer fans sport scarves, an element of the unique tradition of this game that is universally known as futbol.  I immediately spotted #66 for the Vancouver White Caps opposition; the biggest man on the pitch, Ali Ghazal.  Since he really stood out, I was immediately concerned that he might be a factor, but the Timbers ultimately prevailed 2-1.  Soccer is filled with chants, mysterious abbreviations, and lore.  For example, the 80:00 minute mark is celebrated with the song, “You are my Sunshine.”  It’s done in remembrance of the daughter of original mascot Timber Jim Serrill, who died at the tender age of 8.  Currently, Timber Joey celebrates each Timber goal by sawing off a slab of log with a chainsaw.  The trophy is then presented to the goal-scorer in a post-match ritual.  Today’s ceremony also included the presentation of the Cascadia Cup.

The Cascadia Cup honors the rivalry between the Portland Timbers, Seattle Sounders, and Vancouver White Caps.  The Timbers won it in 2009, 2010, and 2012, so it’s been 5 years since the cup has been claimed by Portland.  In the 2015 Championship season, the Timbers actually finished a distant last in the running for the 2-foot-tall silver cup.  Honestly, I hadn’t been to a match since early in that Championship year, so this was a good game to attend.  Everyone waves and twirls their scarves to honor the playing of the “Star Spangled Banner,” and in this particular game to “O Canada.”  In other sports this tradition might be considered disrespectful, especially in lieu of the recent hubbub over kneeling or sitting during the anthem.

Caleb Porter is the successful coach of the Timbers, a fellow Indiana University grad, who played on the soccer team from 1994 to 1997.  He was also an assistant coach for the Hoosiers from 2000-2005 and helped guide the school to two of their 8 NCAA Championships.  Porter, himself, starred on IU’s 1994 squad that lost 1-0 to Virginia for the national title.  This year, Indiana is currently the #1 team in the country, undefeated through 16 games, and allowing only 3 total goals.  In fact, their scoreless-minute streak reached an incredible 922:28 minutes.  The last time they were undefeated this far into the season was 10 years ago in 1997 when Porter was an IU Senior.  As a fair weather fan, I typically follow soccer when the football season looks hopeless and basketball hasn’t started yet.

 

Old Sport Shorts: Da Bears #273

Rarely have I had a chance to write about Da Bears.  I went to my last game at Soldier Field last Halloween, and saw a rare win over the Vikings the day after seeing the Cubs win game 5 of the World Series.  Fellow I.U. alumni Jordan Howard was outstanding for the struggling Bears, as he was today versus the Pittsburgh Steelers.  Although the Bears tried to shoot themselves in the foot several times, including a disastrous goal-line fumble and stepping out of bounds during a potential game-ending touchdown run,  Howard carried them into the end zone for a 23-17 overtime victory.  It looks like a big day for my favorite Chicago teams.  The White Sox are beating the Royals 8-1 and the Cubs are one inning away from winning three in Milwaukee. Rarely, do I see all three Chicago teams victorious on the same day.  Couple that with an I.U. football victory over Georgia Southern yesterday, and I probably couldn’t ask for much more this weekend.  Although, the Cubs walk-off loss yesterday was painful and the Ducks fell short against Arizona State.  Maybe the Timbers can also win later this afternoon.

Former White Sox, Jose Quintana, is two outs away from his 7th victory for the Cubs.  Ryan Braun grounds out for the Brewers, who will fall to 9-10 on the season against the division leading Cubs.  Travis Shaw pops out to complete the Quintana complete game shut-out.  Three hits is all he allowed in the 5-0 victory, but most importantly the full nine inning performance was much needed for a tired Cub bullpen.   The Magic Number drops to 2, as the Cubs travel to St. Louis for the next four games.  Three out of four in Milwaukee was beyond my expectations, hoping simply for a draw.  A split against the Cardinals would earn the Division title again!  Holy Cow!

Seven games are left in the regular season, and the Cubs hold a 5.5 game lead on Milwaukee and 6 games on St. Louis, with a total of 87 victories.  At this point, the Cubs will travel to Washington to play the Nats in the first series of the Playoffs.  The Nationals have won 94 games, with Miami hardly providing any Division competition at 20.5 games behind.  They’ve also lost 7 fewer games than the Cubs after winning today at the Mets.  Scherzer got his 16th victory tying teammate Gonzales.  Arrieta has 14 victories for the Cubs, matching the third Washington starter, Strasburg.  It will be a tough away from home match-up for the defending World Champion Cubs, who won 2 out of 3 when they last met in August.  The two potential Division Champions split in D.C. back in late June, and will probably meet again  for a best of 5 starting October 6th.  Go Cubs!

While the Cubs prepare to uncork the champagne, da Bears battle the Cheeseheads on Thursday night.  After losses against Atlanta and Tampa Bay, a victory against a Division rival would even the score for the young season.  The Pack is struggling today against the Bengals, so they are Bear vulnerable.  Minnesota and Detroit are both already at 2-1 to lead the NFC North. I try to get excited about football, but with Indiana and Chicago as my favorites, I often find myself looking at baseball scores and wishing that basketball season would start.  A rare weekend like this, where all my teams are winners, gives me false hope.  Go Bears!

Retirement is not without Hassles: This Land #209

The dogs were glad to see me unpacking my bags last night.  I’m sure they were disappointed once they figured out that it was just me returning.  Their favorite human is in Chicago the rest of this week, so that reunion will have to wait.  I takes a while to get reorganized after being away, even though the dog-sitter did her best to keep things in order.  Unpacking leads to laundry, and finding space for all the souvenirs you’ve collected.  There was a pile of mail awaiting and plants to water.  Fortunately, in retirement, there are no work-related messages, unhappy clients, or job-related emergencies.

I’m resting my feet today, after averaging over 21,000 steps a day in touring San Francisco.  I have some heel pain, so I did the minimum one-mile run this morning and put an ice bag on my Achilles – to take the “ache” out of the word.  All that’s left is “ills,” but more like ills-soothing chills.  I’ll continue my training for Hood to Coast tomorrow, and try to stay off my feet as much as possible today.  It will give me a chance to catch-up on my writing, that didn’t get a lot of attention while I was being a tourist.  My son and his family should be on a plane back to Florida, so my grandfather duties are also officially on hold.  It’s just me today – on ice!

It’s about 25,000 miles around the world, and I’m already more than half-way on my second orbit this year.  We’ll take a short trip to Seattle in a couple of weeks to see Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers, and head back to Indiana in October and December.  New York city should be the only other adventure before the New Year, completing the second orbit.  We’ll have a new experience this weekend, without traveling far, to see Polo Noir, although it is Bruce Hornsby and the Noisemakers rather than men on horses that is the main attraction for me.  I’m not exactly looking forward to replacing divots between chukkas, but the wine, beer, music, and company will be great.  Admittedly, I have gone to a polo match before when one of my stations was a sponsor, and did a lot of business with Budweiser in the Midwest.  Peter Busch, of the Anheuser-Busch family, was a key participant and financial supporter of the sport that tends to be more popular in Europe.  His daughter, Tiffany, is a current star.  It is, after all, “The Sport of Kings,” so it’s apropos that the “King of Beers” be closely involved.  Budweiser typically sponsors everything, but In this case, it’s the Oregon craft beer brewer, Widmer Brothers, that has the pouring rights.  Anheuser-Busch recently bought their competitor, Ten Barrel Brewing, so this Bud is not for you!  How about a Hef instead?  I’m still struggling on what to wear to the match.

Auto Racing, Baseball, and even Polo will have made this first retirement year memorable, with Soccer, Basketball, and Football yet to go.  We have tickets for the Seattle Seahawks, Portland Trailblazers, and the Portland Timbers and will get to games before the year is over, plus the PK80 College Basketball event here in Portland over Thanksgiving weekend.  Music has been and will continue to be a big part of 2017.  James Blunt, Ed Sheeren, Bruce Hornsby, Tom Petty, The Lumineers, Coldplay, Tadeschi Trucks, Lady Antibellum, Django All-Stars, Flo Rida, Pit Bull, Mick Fleetwood, and Z.Z. Topp will all be a part of the retirement celebration, along with the comedy of Louis C.K.  I’m sure that others will be added before the year is over.

Woodie Guthrie can take pleasure in knowing that “This Land is Your Land” is now officially my retirement theme song.   I’ve already had the pleasure to travel this year from “the Redwood Forests to the Gulf Stream waters.”  I’ve seen “Golden Valleys,” “the Sparkling Sands of her Diamond Deserts,” “Wheat Fields Waving,” and “Fog Lifting.”  There are many miles to go on the “Freedom Highway,” and “Nobody Living can ever stop me.”  “This Land was made for you and Me.”  The retirement tour is coming to a city near you, and T-Shirts will be on sale soon!

 

Retirement is not without Hassles: Playful Mooood #134

You had to have been there, but my wife and I were having breakfast in a quaint little cafe in a garden setting this morning.  It reminded me of Monet’s Gardens that we had just visited several weeks ago in France.  (See post #86: Inspiration)  We were joking about the chicken coop that was just beyond the outdoor patio area of the restaurant.  Claude Monet also had chickens at Giverny, so the whole glorious day of seeing the colorful flowers and waterlilies surrounding the ponds on his country property was part of our breakfast discussion.  When our farm-fresh eggs and bacon were delivered, I couldn’t help but notice a painting over one of the tables in the cafe.  It was very abstract, almost child-like, but in the center was clearly the head of a cow.  A Moo-net, I asked?

I thought perhaps I could do a whole Moo-net series, should I decide to take up painting or drawing in retirement.  Cows in various settings, maybe even some chickens in the background, could fill my “empty” days, as waterlilies dominated Monet’s.  I think this shows the value of retirement travel in shaping great ideas and keeping the mind sharp.  It also demonstrates that I was in a playful Mooood today, a definite by-product of retirement.  In all seriousness, we did then talk about our next travel adventures, perhaps a better way to spend my idle time.  After all, I never was very good with paint.  There always seemed to be more of it on me than on the actual target, so the Moo-net idea is open to anyone.  Or, is this idea “udder-ly” ridiculous.  I’ll try to think of something else.  Tan Man? (see #99 Beaches).

“Megan Leavey” was a great movie, although the name doesn’t really tell you anything about what the movie is about.  Marketing 101?  It is a true story about a female Marine and her bomb-sniffing canine companion.  It inspired my to write some stories about our dogs (#133 Puppy Love).  Trust me, my dog stories are not movie-worthy, but rather great memories I will treasure forever.  Our dogs would have really been fascinated with those chickens this morning, but sadly they had to stay home because the weather was not cooperating with our plans to do something new.  At least the restaurant, Cornell Cafe, was a first and we picked up a yellow rosebush for the back deck.  It is, after all, Rose Festival time here in Portland.  The opening parade was yesterday, and festivities will continue for the next few weeks.  By the way, it did rain on our parade!

I’m going to get some extra “my time” this week, with my wife’s travels out of town.   We’ll have a birthday to celebrate when she gets back, as she gets closer to Senior Citizen discounts and retirement.  There will be no date night and I will not cook this week, so I’ll need to find new ways to keep track of the days.  I do have some errands to run, a dental appointment, and pet duties, including a trip to the doggie spa. Hopefully the weather will improve and I can enjoy some time in the sun.  I would also like to walk the pups down to Starbucks, so they can fertilize some plants, water the grass, and enjoy a treat once they get there.  The location down the street has been out of my traditional Tranquility Herbal Tea with honey the last couple of weeks, plus the weather has been too sketchy for walking that far.

It’s going to be a good week for sports.  The College World Series will start, the NBA Finals could end with a single Warrior’s victory, the Portland Timbers match up with the Seattle Sounders, the Cubs travel to the Mets, and the Orioles play the White Sox.  I’m also going to have to find a new source for my weekly fitness classes.  The 24 Hour Fitness membership that we bought turned out to not be what we thought, so we cancelled.  I know the folks in the Silver Sneakers program will miss me!

Have a great week!

Retirement is not without Hassles: Finding the right place to live #63

I ran in the rain again this morning.  Just a fine mist – but still annoying.  At least it was 50 degrees, but still very wet.  When you imagine retirement, I’m guessing that most of us think of warm, dry weather.  In the Midwest, we called them snow birds, retirees who would migrate south to the Gulf of Mexico cities.  Here in Portland, to escape the rainy season, the migration is to California, Arizona, and New Mexico.  With my wife’s career, it looks like I will have to continue to adapt to the Portland climate, at least for the next five years.

There are many things attractive to me about the Portland area.  Let me count the ways!  First, we have many good friends that live here.  Secondly, the weather is just gorgeous once the rain finally stops.  Thirdly, there are many great restaurants and music venues.  Number four, the coast and the mountains are just an hour away, with loads of activities like skiing, snowboarding, boating, fishing, beach combing, climbing, and even surfing.  Finally, there’s lots of great sports in the city including the Trailblazers, Timbers, and Winterhawks.  The Oregon Ducks and the Oregon State Beavers play just down the road, and the Mariners are a short drive to the north.  We also  have Portland, Portland State, and other fine area colleges and universities that not only offer sports, but also many cultural and educational opportunities that make our city great.

We’re know as “Rip City,” named for the Trailblazers ability to “rip the nets.”  We’re also known as the “Rose City,” one of the beautiful by-products of the rain.  I wrote this poem when we first moved to Portland:

 

Drip City

The mountains beautiful,

The dampness sucks.

Portland weather?

Lovely For Ducks

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The roses flourish,

The trees are tall.

But this much rain,

I can’t recall.

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It’s cool and damp,

A Duck kinda’ day.

Often settle on,

Indoors to play.

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The skies open,

The rivers rise.

Wear waterproof gear,

If you’re wise.

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Use an umbrella?

Don’t be a fool.

To carry one’s,

Apparently un-cool.

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Two state mascots,

Lead our teams.

Both like water,

So It seems.

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Storm drains,

Not worth a damn.

We need the Beaver,

To build a dam.

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Ducks, of course,

Give us Down.

They’re repelled,

When rain falls down.

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Ducks and Beavers,

A Civil War.

Game Day Forecast?

It might pour.

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Gray skies,

Constant drizzle.

Green moss,

Spirits fizzle.

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My shoes are soaked,

My toes feel cold.

My hair’s a curl,

Sunshine on hold.

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7 day outlook?

What’s in store?

Heavy moisture,

This weekend more.

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So having teams,

Play under cover.

Makes good sense,

Fans soon discover.

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So basketball,

As hot as it gets.

And gives us cheer,

Until the rain quits.

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The Blazers backcourt,

On the radio shows.

Were just renamed,

The two “Rain Bros.”

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They call it “Rip City,”

When they tickle the net.

But consider “Drip City,”

Because it’s so wet

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Round Ball games,

Make your day?

The sun always shines,

When the Timbers play.

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Or go to the mountains,

Where rain is snow.

Downhill skiing,

Ready, set, go.

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Be a good sport,

Or just pretend.

After a few months,

It will end.

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When summer comes,

Well worth the wait.

Out comes our rainbow,

The weather’s great.

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Copyright 2014 johnstonwrites.com

Retirement is not without Hassles: What day is it? #38

I spent Sunday writing posts about sports under my “Old Sport Shorts” moniker.  I try to maintain balance between retirement issues and my love of sports, but many hours of watching games at Buffalo Wild Wings this weekend threw off that balance.  I was not even sure what day it was, as Friday transitioned seamlessly into Saturday,  with me sitting at the same table, although with different company each day. I got  a little shot of college life with a former co-worker and his son on Friday and some time with my fellow retirees on Saturday.  I ended the weekend mostly alone writing, watching the women’s NCAA championship, Cubs vs. Cards opening night baseball, and Portland Timbers  soccer. As a result of my sports weekend, I missed out on the new “Beauty and the Beast” movie and shopping.  I did spend some time with my wife and the dogs each morning, but essentially it was a weekend with the boys.

I can’t say it was a fruitful sports weekend since all my teams lost. but I did enjoy the pretzels, beer, and companionship.  If I were going to work this morning, there would be plenty to talk about around the “water cooler,”   Instead, I’m sitting here watching the movie “Passengers” that my wife rented over the weekend to occupy some of her loneliness while I was in “Sports World.

This Monday morning is about as busy as it’s been in retirement.  I have to take my wife’s car to the Oregon DMV for license plate renewal tests, drop some paperwork off at the doctor’s office, visit the chiropractor for an adjustment, and take the dogs to the vet.  I also have a meeting with an illustrator about collaborating on a a children’s book. That’s five things in one day!  One thing is usually my limit.  I also have a honey-do list of ordering tickets, upholstery, and plantation shutters.  I was able to get the knives sharpened over the weekend, utilizing a mobile service that came to our home.  I am a bit “in the doghouse,” agreeing to going to a college baseball game on Tuesday night instead of cooking.  My wife had already bought all the ingredients, and seemed a bit disappointed in my choice of ball park over kitchen.  After all, I’m planning on also being at Dodger Stadium on Wednesday night for a game against the Padres.  She will be stuck with two days of business meetings while I play.  I’m not putting any points in the Love Bank, just withdrawals.

I do like the fact that I’m keeping busy, active and hassle-free.   My wife has also mentioned how much happier I seem to be in retirement.  I think it’s just relative, since I was miserable my last five years of work.  I’ve finally arrived at the stage of life that allows me to basically do what I want.  However, I still remain cautious about upsetting the working wife by giving the impression that I’m not contributing to the household in the process.  I didn’t write down a couple of her repair “recommendations” on Friday, and was reminded of my lack of productivity.  She probably isn’t aware of how productive I’ve been on writing.

Here’s a little poem to get you off to a thoughtful start this week:

Time

The older we get,
The faster time goes by.
We can’t slow things down,
No matter how we try.
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The clock keeps on ticking,
You can’t make it stop.
The countdown of life,
Continues to drop.
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We can spring forward,
Or even fall back.
Leap an extra day,
And be on a fast track.
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Time can fly by,
Or wait seemingly forever.
So until it’s over,
Never say never.
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You can have no time,
Or plenty it seems.
But whatever you do,
Make time for dreams.
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We can take our time,
Even have it on our side.
Avoid running out of it,
Or those dreams have died.
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You can start a timer,
Manage a time table.
But it can’t be bottled,
With a time sensitive label.
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You can believe in Time Travel,
Or the way-back machine.
You just can’t go back,
To being a teen.

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You can’t buy it, steal it,
Or save it for later.
For extra time together,
No gift is greater.

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We can waste time,
Even try to kill it.
And watch it pass by,
But – still – it will never sit.
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You can carry a time piece,
Glance at your wrist.
But any time wasted,
Is also time missed.
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Copyright 2010 johnstonwrites.com

 

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