urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:doodoolemonque doodoolemonque doodoolemonque 2007-05-20T05:17:17Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:doodoolemonque:1091 2007-05-20T05:17:17Z 2007-05-20T05:17:17Z On Monday, at 7:30 I am going to have surgery for a total hip replacement. I think it reasonable to assume that I will be niether reading the posts nor psoting anew, for some indefinite time. I enjoy this jounal and relate to so many of your experiences. Sometimes, it seems like we're all following along, reading the same playbook. I know sometimes I swear the guest who left last week must be at your property today. I will look forward to the day my rehab takes me down the hall and get to log back on. It will probably be no more than a couple of weeks, but right now that seems  like a long, long time. I'm 55, financially secure, in love with a woman who thinks I'm wonderful, and every day I go off to a job I wouldn't trade for the world. When in the course of walking the property people casually ask me how I am, I usually respond "young, handsome, healthy,"  and I say it with a big, sincere smile.I believe so much of what we are is what we believe we are. Be well, all. Be happy and at peace. I'll look forward to reading your posts again, soon. Ta. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:doodoolemonque:944 2007-05-11T05:16:16Z 2007-05-11T05:16:16Z We have just purchased and distributed new alarm clocks in all our rooms. These lose the alarm setting each day. If  the alarm is not deliberately set, it will not go off at yesterdays alarm time. No more guests angry at being awakened at 4 in the morning because the guest before them had to get up early to catch a plane.  I think this is just such an awesome idea. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:doodoolemonque:748 2007-03-25T15:13:30Z 2007-03-25T15:13:30Z Security monitors are a blast to watch! We spent 5 minutes watching a drunk weaving in circles, trying to line up a vending machine and get a dollar bill into the slot. He could not get that machine to hold still long enough to get the money in. He finally staggered off to what he thought was his room. I went to his floor and he was trying to get in the wrong room on the wrong floor. Even better, instead of his room key, he was trying to use the same dollar bill he couldn't put in the vending machine. I escorted him to the correct floor and the correct room, but told him needed to put 400 more of those dollar bills in the door, but he was beyond understanding.