A quiet time is being had by me. A couple of months unril I have to go back to the hospital. A couple of weeks until I have to go back to the doctor. Another snowstorm on its way, making leaving the house more difficult. So there is not a whole lot going on. It feels a little like limbo.

I have started uploading some of my old videos to youtube. Old plume.dk videos. So keep an eye on my youtube channel the coming days if you’re interested in those. There is for example the first video I ever made of Mads and Mads on the fence. Before I even knew his name. It seems like forever ago, but it’s only from 2004. Crazy. I wish I could be back in the sunshine with Mads, Mathilde and Magnethe.

I have spent money lately. Donated $200 to Danmarksindsamlingen. For women in Africa and victims of the earthquake in Haiti. And just so I don’t appear completely unselfish I also bought Michael Palin’s Full Circle (audio book), My Name Is Earl season 4 DVD box and a transistor radio. I’m still waiting for the two last ones to arrive.

My blood sugar is doing swell. I had pancakes. With sugar and jam. And no noticable effects on my sugar levels. I think as long as I take my medication and do my exercise then I am pretty much set. I could probably start drinking sugary sodas again and still be okay. I’m not going to, of course. That’d be silly. But it’s still nice to know that I can have pancakes or a piece of cake on my brother’s birthday or things like that, without panicking over my blood sugar. My exercise biking is going well too. I’m doing it pretty much every day, longer, faster, harder. And I quite like doing it. The only thing I don’t like is stretching before and after. I’m not very flexible, so it’s a struggle to get the muscles properly prepared and relaxed. I have to do it, though, otherwise my legs get completely wrecked. I’m probably close to being in the best shape I’ve ever been in, but I’m still far from being really fit or anything like that. Still, I’m working on it.

The final season of Lost is starting in a couple of days. I am extremely excited about that. I remember last year I was worried whether I would have enough eyesight left to watch it. But it seems I will. It will probably be hard to follow, but I am confident I will love it. I don’t think there will ever be another TV show like that, for me at least.

And so on and so forth. Happy February, everybody.

What a beautiful day today. Snow on the ground and a bright, sparkling sun in the sky. The kind of day you would really enjoy, if you could see it.

And very, very cold. They said on the radio that it had been -17 C during the night. It wasn’t quite that cold when I headed out to see the goats this morning. But the sun didn’t seem to warm much, and even with all the many layers of clothing i had on I was still pretty much frozen to the bone. And with the snow on the ground and the shining sun, it was sort of the worst of both worlds for my mobility and vision.

Beautiful, though.

And then I got to the playground and it was closed.

No one there. I stood at the goat house for a second and considered my options. Then I made my way to main playground house to see if anybody was there. Closed and locked as well. I knocked on the window but there was no reply. So I went back to the goat house. Luckily I still have the keys from when I was working there. I wasn’t sure if it would be a good idea to lock myself in, though. I haven’t done that since my eyesight started failing. Could I do it, could I lock again afterwards, would there be animals runinng wild and escaping? But I decided to do it, since I really needed to see the goats.

I got in okay, and there were no animals on the lose. Two sweet goats were in their pen, excited to see me. It’s very dark in there. At least for me. So I could barely see anything. It’s not exactly the best conditions to enjoy a good goat time. But of course I did enjoy it. Magnethe and Vanilje sweet as ever. Pushing each other around to get my attention. And the old bread and carrots I brought them. I’m not sure why the playground was closed, but it did seem like they hadn’t been fed yet. But you know how goats are. They have never been fed enough.

I said hello to the sheep too. It was a little hard, because I didn’t know how many sheep were supposed to be there, and I couldn’t really see. I think I spent 15 seconds petting a stack of hay. There was only one sheep there. I thought, at first. Then I went back to the goats. But out of the corner of my eye I saw a little white fluffball running around in the sheep pen. The light was a little better from where I was standing. T’was a little, young lamb. A cute thing. Very hard to see when I stood at the sheep pen. But I put my hand down towards the ground and waved it around slowly. And eventually the little white fluffball carefully came closer and sniffed at my hand. A cute little thing. It is always nice to make new acquaintances.

And so it all turned out well in the end. Goats, sheep and lamb for Plume.