Showing posts with label Scotch Plains. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Scotch Plains. Show all posts

Sunday, August 07, 2011

Off Topic - That Was the Week It Was - August 7, 2011

It's Sunday morning, once again time for my off television weekly reflection on the week gone by in both words and photographs I've taken. If you're looking for the most recent BB13 live feeds update, check out the post previous to this one. I'll be posting more on that a bit later today.

One nice thing (for me) with recovering from the knee replacement surgery is that the hectic pace of life gets slowed down a bit. I know some people are antsy and have to be on the run doing this or that all the time. But that's not me. I actually enjoy having time to smell the roses and be an observer of life. My job will still be there when I return (as a matter of fact they just called me this week with a "what do I do" panic). It's so relaxing to take an extended break, yet not be in a horrible recovery like the left knee was.

This past week, I thought of the three downtown areas I tend to frequent here in New Jersey -- Plainfield (where I live), Scotch Plains and Westfield. For towns so close together, they immensely differ.

Plainfield's downtown is a bit urban gritty, dollar stores and ethnic (or ALL kinds, with an emphasis on Latino) eateries abound. People say hello, g'morning and "howyadoin" as I pass by on the sidewalks which are mainly frequented by folks outside of my own personal demographic -- a middle-aged Caucasian woman. Yet I feel it's a friendly place. Kids don't gather in huge groups bothering pedestrians, yet the occasional street person might ask for money. I will admit I rarely roam the streets at night, but in the daytime hours I feel perfectly safe.

Westfield is the other extreme with its Coach, Ann Taylor, etc. top of the line stores. I do like Westfield, often going to Trader Joe's, Five Guys Burgers and Fries, Coldstone Creamery or just to photostomp Mindowaskin Park. People don't say hello often in Westfield. Huge throngs of teenagers block the sidewalks, often making me feel uncomfortable as I try to get through them. In Plainfield, groups of kids that large would be moved along. In Westfield, they apparently own the streets. Well, them and the outdoor seating for the eateries. Some of the restaurants take up most of the walking areas and make walking by a bit tricky at times. Oh ... and the diversity level is markedly different from Plainfield.

Then there's Scotch Plains, the smallest of the three towns. I like its little downtown swath I frequent for my physical therapy. The mix of folks on the sidewalks is pretty much a cross between Plainfield and Westfield. But I don't get the hellos as often on the sidewalks as I do in Plainfield. I like both meat markets in town, so that makes it a destination place for me. But other than physical therapy, a branch of my bank and a CVS, there isn't much for me to browse about like I have in Plainfield or Westfield.

Overall, I'll take Plainfield, warts and all. It's the friendliest place I've ever lived and it doesn't matter that I'm different from most of the folks living near me or frequenting the downtown area.

Okay, now that I'm through with that -- my knee is doing well again after a setback last week. The quad muscle, which is one of the hardest things to heal after it's cut or "divided" in the surgery, managed to suffer a strain or pull in physical therapy. It's still more puffy than it was pre-strain and is giving me some issues, but not crippling like last week. My stamina level is still a bit off, but getting dressed for the day or washing my dishes no longer exhausts me. I only went back and forth to PT this week, did my exercises at home and took it relatively easy, not doing anything at all which put a strain on the knee. So it should be good!

Because I didn't do a heck of a lot, my photo taking was a bit limited, too. Here are this week's photos -- clicking on an image will open it larger in a new window.



What the Scotch Plains 9/11 Memorial will look like.

They did a lot more work on the memorial this week. I'm thinking they might want it done for the 10th anniversary next month.


Pheasant, elk and alligator, oh my!

This is a sign in the window of John's Meat Market in Scotch Plains. Although not in my regular diet and some years back for some of these, I believe I've eaten everything but elk and alligator in my lifetime. I'm not sure what alligator tastes like. Chicken?


The Stage House Tavern

I'm always tempted to peek in, but I'm always in Scotch Plains in fairly early daytime hours. I don't want to eat alone, nor do I dare get a drink because if I'm there, chances are I've taken my pain meds (for physical therapy).


Beware, speed and the cannon goes off!

The cannon in the median on Front Street at the intersection with Park Avenue in Scotch Plains.


Gazebo gazing

The inside of the gazebo roof in the park in Scotch Plains. I did a bit of photo editing on this shot to give it more intense detailing. When I have my noon appointment at PT, there's always an older gentleman sitting there. I've started talking to him as I pass by. His English is very limited. The first day I greeted him, he told me, "Little English, I'm Egyptian ... CHRISTIAN!" I felt bad that he feels he needs to add the "Christian" bit. Heck, I have lots of friends dealing with fasting right now for Ramadan. It makes things more interesting when everyone comes from different walks of life.


Battle of the brews?

A Miller Lite truck vs. a Bud Light truck as they deliver to the Stage House Tavern.


A shame I only had the knee replaced, huh?

Out of context, this part of a sign conjures up all sorts of one-liners. It's at a manicure/pedicure/waxing place in Scotch Plains.


National Night Out set-up in Scotch Plains

I stayed in. I was thinking of stopping by the festivities in Plainfield, but didn't want to stress my knee by being on my feet for so long.


Hey! My bus stop is blocked off!

This was Tuesday morning on East Second Street and Berckman in Plainfield. A house fire up the street had everything blocked off. There was quite a bit of damage to the house, but thankfully no or just minor injuries. And, yes, my bus stopped for me even though I was on the wrong corner.


Am I boring you, Vincent?

The least you could do is cover your mouth when you yawn like that! Vincent is still enjoying more attention from me every day. I've decided that his previous "master" must have taught him to heel as he walks right beside me like a dog room to room. He's a good companion, for sure!

How was your week?

Sunday, July 31, 2011

Off Topic - That Was the Week It Was - July 31, 2011

It's Sunday morning, time for my weekly off television topic reflection on the week gone by in both words and photographs I've taken. If you're looking for BB13 news, check out the post before this and the next post I put up. I can't tell you offhand when it will go up, but it will surely be BB13!

I didn't take a lot of photos this week, nor are any really works of art. I had a bit of a weird week. I actually went to a barbecue at work on Wednesday. It was fun seeing everyone, but not being able to elevate my leg, getting up and down from low chairs without arms ... it took a toll on my knee. Sure enough, all swollen the next day.

It was still a bit swollen when I went to physical therapy on Friday.I had called my surgeon's office for a refill of pain medication, but he wasn't in. As it turned out, they apparently never gave him the message and I still don't have my medication. I'm eating ibuprofen like candy because I ended up pulling my not yet healed quad muscle. Sigh. It's a setback in the healing process for sure. I ended up really needing to use my crutch over the weekend. Tomorrow I have to call once again.

On a brighter note, I had another Peapod grocery delivery this week. Lots of fruit! I made blueberry muffins and all. Mmmm. I have no clue why I didn't use Peapod the first knee recovery. The only thing a bit awry with my order is that I ordered a head of cabbage to make a casserole I enjoy. Normally I just get a small head. They sent me a giant cabbage the size of a beachball! Okay, I exaggerate a bit. But it's way bigger than a bowling ball. I had to put it on the shelf because it didn't fit in my fruit/vegetable drawer in the refrigerator. I'll be eating a lot of cabbage this upcoming week!

Onto the photos -- clicking on an image will open it larger in a new window.


Doo-Wop!

Now, that sounds fun! Alas, it's a BB13 evening. If I'm not mistaken, Westfield might be having its Tuesday evening jazz through town. I'll have to head in some early evening.


Flower in a pot

I hit the "automatic levels" on my photo editor and it turned the greenery mostly blue. I like that, so I kept it. The color of the flower itself didn't change.


Future 9/11 Memorial in Scotch Plains

This is in the little park where I while the time awaiting my PT appointments. Only one day have I seen anyone working on it. On Friday I saw two men there. I think it's going to be some time before it's finished.



Plainfield Train Station

Yep, I was actually at the station this week. A work friend picked me up for the barbecue, but I asked another friend to give me a ride to the station there. Once I got to Plainfield, I ended up taking a cab home.


I didn't go up or down

I sat in the handicapped/bikes section all by myself. Although the seats are padded, they're not as comfortable as the regular seats in the train cars. But I didn't have to do stairs!


A pigeon checked me out

North Avenue, Plainfield


Coins in the fountain

Scotch Plains


Vincent thinks my shoes are his toys

Y'know, I do buy him cat toys!

How was your week?

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Off Topic - That Was the Week It Was - July 24, 2011

It's Sunday morning, time for my weekly off television reflection on the week gone by in both words and photos I've taken. If you're looking for BB13 news, check out the post before this one and (likely) the post after it later on today.

One good thing about having knee replacement surgery is that I'm not hiking back and forth to the train for work during this monstrous heatwave. I HATE sweating, especially when my forehead is sweating into my eyes and on my eyeglasses!

I only ventured outside the three days I had to this week -- follow-up appointment with the surgeon on Monday, physical therapy Tuesday and Friday. I wore my typical post-op using public transportation clothes, bulky gym shorts and a t-shirt, along with my sympathy crutch to get the buses to "kneel" and so folks let me sit. For my PT trips, I even wore a sweatband, something I really can't get away with commuting to work.

The kindnesses of strangers when you have a big shark bite surgical incision on your knee continues to surprise me. Two different people I don't know in my building have offered to carry my trash bag out to the Dumpster when they saw me. A woman who didn't speak English had her young daughter bring me a small bottle of water at a bus stop. At another bus stop, a car stopped to go into the bodega and the woman getting out asked if I needed anything.

But then there was the NJ Transit bus driver who not only didn't kneel the bus, he didn't even pull to the side at any of his stops! That was early on Tuesday morning. I won't schedule PT at that time again. I took my time getting on and off the bus. Oh, too bad he had to wait, eh?

My orthopedic surgeon is very pleased with my knee and its progress. I go back in four weeks ... well, three weeks and a day now. My physical therapy is going very well. He hasn't measured the bend since my first visit, so I asked him for the latest. 125 on my own! YES! It still wants to have its good days and bad days, but I know how bad things could be and I'm very happy.

I have another grocery delivery lined up from Peapod tomorrow. Fruit! Meats! Vegetables! Yes!

Here are the photos I've taken this week -- clicking on an image will open it larger in a new window, then hit your Back button on your browser to return to the blog:


Flowers in a fence

I always like man vs. nature themes. Flowers and fences fit the bill. This was on Maple Avenue in Bound Brook where most of the flower photos this week took place. There's a wild garden run amok with flowers right alongside the sidewalk.


Bee on a flower (part one)


Singular flower vs. fence


Flowers along wooden fence at the back of said garden


Pinks and yellows


Will be closed some days

Sign in a window on East Front Street in Plainfield.


JAWS!


Oh. He's friendly.

This is Barney, a dog I met in the park across from my PT in Scotch Plains.


Rainbow in the fountain

Scotch Plains


My physical therapy hangout

I edited this to leave only the flowers in color. Scotch Plains.


It was a rough chase, but I caught him!

Anyone have tree handcuffs? A Scotch Plains police officer stands by a fallen HUGE half a tree on Tuesday morning.


Bee butt


Nifty little plant


Bee on flower (part two)


Green sneaks

These were sitting in the parking lot of my apartment. They really didn't look too worn. I just don't know.


Catnapping

Vincent continues to enjoy me being home. Where I am, he is. It's like me and my shadow.

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Off Topic - That Was the Week It Was - July 17, 2011

It's Sunday morning, time for my weekly off television topic photo post reflecting on the week gone by in both words and photographs I've taken. If you're looking for Big Brother 13 live feeds updates, check the post before this one and, most likely, the next post coming.

I'm still not really mobile enough to be wandering senselessly about, so my photo taking has been limited to trips I need to take -- basically back and forth to physical therapy. However, this week was the big invitational photo exhibition at the Plainfield Public Library, so I did have my first social outing since the surgery.

My knee held up pretty well for the opening and I was able to rotate between sitting and standing. After I got home, it was a bit angry with me so it was back to icing and elevating.

The opening itself was exciting. I've never been in a position like that with folks in person complimenting me on my work like I really know what I'm doing! My shots looked great professionally mounted and displayed. The other two photographers -- Paul LeGrand and William Monroe -- had some fantastic photos, some I definitely wished I had taken! They had a nice spread of snacks and beverages. I even broke down and drank about an ounce of Chablis, but stuck pretty much to lemonade and water.

Other than that, my week was very routine. Doing the BB13 posts, taking care of the knee. It's still doing well, but definitely has its good and bad days. I actually slept a full night a few nights ago, but I'm back to scattered sleep once again now. I'm pretty much down to only taking pain medication for my physical therapy, an occasional one at night hoping for sleep.

I had my first Peapod grocery delivery on Monday and was very pleased with the service. So I'll be going that route again. I'm really not up to walking around supermarkets. The ice cream I ordered via Peapod was still frozen, so that was a good test of freshness for me! The produce I ordered was also in nice shape, as if I had picked the items out myself.

This coming week I head back for a follow-up visit at the surgeon's office tomorrow and my PT is down to twice weekly (instead of thrice) because my health insurance only allows 20 visits per calendar year. Since I'm ahead of the game, so to speak, this will spread the visits out for a longer time. I also received an invitation for a joint replacement reunion dinner at the hospital in August. Um, okay. As long as I don't have to be a patient, I'll go.

More paperwork is coming in from work, the short term disability folks and bills, too. When I pay off the surgeon charges and the anesthesia people, I'll hit my out of pocket maximum for the year. So, with the exception of co-pays at PT, any medical bills will be covered. Of course, I'm not expecting many billing things from this point forward (surgeon aftercare visits are included in the surgery charges), but if any arise, they're covered. The last time with the blood clot, a lot of charges were yet to come at this point. This time, not so much.

Once again, I've bored you enough. Onto the (few) photos from this week:


Pictures at an Exhibition

Gotta love that
Mussorgsky.


Freedom is not free.

But it is another word for nothing left to lose. This is the clock outside of the Scotch Plains Municipal Building.


Cool blue car

He saw me taking photos and even smiled and waved. He was waiting at a red light on Second Street in Scotch Plains as I goofed off on the bench outside of CVS.


Little yellow flower


Slightly larger red, pink and white flower.


Scotch Plains time capsule

"Italo Americans"? Hmm. Scotch Plains is a lot more Italian-related than nearby Plainfield where I live. Or is that Italo American related?


Statue in honor of Christopher Columbus

This is in the little park I while time away across from my PT in Scotch Plains. That's the Nina, Pinta and Santa Maria (did I get those right?) in the palm of the hand.


Vincent in the window

He's not thrilled because the air conditioning is on and the window is closed. But he still sees squirrels and birds to watch!

How was your week?