Sylvia's Journal

Dreams of Cambodian foods, mostly noodle soups, dominated my sleep as if to explain the rumblings in my belly. I may have brought some hitchhikers along.

I am nearly done returning night hours to their proper place in my 24 hour cycle. It seems I am less than two hours off, still enough to wake me up too early on a Saturday morning and make me yawn while our dinner company was still there last night. I think that chased them away just when they were getting into heated discussions about town budgets, advocacy for special needs children and speculation of why we have so many of them in this new generation. I was only thinking of sleep.

But while I was still fully awake we did have a wonderful dinner with Tessa, Steve and the St. Johns, all seated around the big table, with a large pork roast in the middle, accompanied by an enormous pot filled with roasted winter vegetables and warm applesauce with a hint of cinnamon, vanilla and rum. It was the right dinner and the right company against a backdrop of frozen snow and temperatures below pleasant.

I had my annual physical and passed it with flying colors, mostly; including the pre-diabetes screening that has become routine because of the increasing prevalence of the illness in the US (that also has touched some of my family members in Holland). Some of the blood values were a little too high or too low, nothing serious I was told until checked again later in June, and we speculated about the influence of my unusual three-week Cambodian diet on the numbers, especially the large quantities of fruit, duck and goat (cut off at the knees).

After nearly two months I am taking to the skies again with Bill today. We plan to fly to Upstate New York’s Ticonderoga via Hartness State and Rutland in Vermont with a stop at Glens Falls. On the return, if the clouds will not allow us to go over the mountains, we will fly south to Williamstown in Western Mass, and then fly straight east to Beverly. Before that I am meeting with my fellow plane owners about not having a plane and money in the bank that is not sufficient to get another one. It’s a dilemma that has no clear solution yet.