Sent my first email at about 6:45 this morning. Left the office at 7 pm. This really needs to stop!
I’m going to read some Harry Potter now so I can sleep.
1. Have you ever had a vacation ruined by the weather or did you just work around it? I once booked a family vacation to get over the stress of living through earthquakes, and we spent the week living through a hurricane. We watched a lot of TV, and went to the beach anyway when the weather calmed down a bit (no swimming though).
2. What small changes do you feel people could make to give the planet a fighting chance against global warming?
None of my changes are small. Stop buying things, especially things made of or wrapped in petroleum products (plastics, artificial fibres). Grow your own vegetables or buy local, and cut back on meats (again, buy local, not wrapped in plastic and styrofoam). Walk, bicycle or take public transit. Yep, that means no exotic vacations.
3. Are you adversely affect by the weather, such as SAD? Not really, but I attribute that to getting outside every day.
4. How is the weather where you are and have you seen drastic changes in it during your life time? It is cold and snowy. Winters are less predictable than they used to be, and summers are hotter.
5. Do you think we can stop global warming or is it too late? Too late.
Today we are taking a group photo for our 16 Days of activism against gender-based violence. I need to wear something orange. Recently it was also orange shirt day, the day to remember and support residential school survivors.
I own a dress, a skirt, and a pair of linen pants that are salmon/could be considered orange. I only wear them in the summer when I have a tan, because orange is so not my colour otherwise.
It is -27C with the wind chill today. I protest protest days with the colour orange in the winter. But being a good Canadian, I have compromised by wearing the little scarf that goes with my skirt, because it also has lots of the sage green I love to wear ((and own pants and a long-sleeved sweater in that colour)
I had grand plans about writing a thoughtful post about the weather, or local politics, or the latest radio series (a bit of a history of feminism and why it matters). Instead, I almost crashed into my computer keyboard with my face. I’m taking it as a sign I need sleep. Last night was bad - I woke up with major leg cramps thanks to a riding lesson followed by a ballet class.
1. What could you do for an hour or so today that you would really enjoy doing? Pick up my dad from hospital. He has been there for over a month and is now in recovery from triple bypass surgery. I woul like to see him settled at home. It would also help my mom.
2. What could you do for an hour today that might improve your life in the future? Read a book and learn something new?
3. What could you do for an hour today that could strengthen or improve a skill you would like to be able to rely on? Sewing. I have something I need to make for tomorrow. Normally I would do it all by hand but I am running out of time so I’ll have to break out the machine. I like sewing clothes but also hate it because I don’t like machine sewing.
4. What could you do for an hour today that would make your living space more pleasant to live in? Clean my kitchen and wash the floors. I have been cooking for a week and there are bits and crumbs and unwashed dishes, despite cleaning as I go.
5. What could you do for an hour today that would improve your relationships with loved ones? Have tea with my daughter. She is a busy girl and we don’t often get to just hang out like we did when she was little.
Pretty good now, but a bit sleepy. 4:30 was an early start to a weekend.
2. Have you gone to one of those emergency/urgent care walk-in clinics?
No, though I have often taken my children to walk-in clinics an gone occasionally myself.
3. What symptoms made you go there?
The worst incident was an asthma attack in my daughter. She didn’t present asthma symptoms I had ever seen before, o didn’t realize he had the condition until that visit.
4. Does it make you feel better to have the doctor translate your symptoms into a medical-sounding diagnosis (e.g., really bad cough = bronchitis)?
I wouldn’t say better, exactly, but I like to know what I am dealing with so I can then treat it appropriately. When I fractured my arm, it was good to know it was something more than a very sore arm (I had gone five days from injury to finally getting checked).
5. What is the worst tasting medicine you have ever had?
Buckley’s cough medicine. The advertising says “it tastes awful, but it works”. That is not strictly true. It tastes so awful I will suppress all coughing rather than being forced to take the stuff. Cod liver oil isn’t quite as bad, but it is also pretty nasty.
I finally got out of the office at 7:30 on Friday, after finishing last of the long-overdue performance reviews. Yesterday I went to a local SCA event where I had a blast - literally. Someone was foolish enough to let me have a nicely carved little horn, which of course I needed to honk on at random times throughout the day. I also took on a new student - Laughlin is an adorable red-headed four-year-old. He wants to learn about all the Viking things, so it should be fun. We packed up before bad weather hit and three girlfriends and I went to Sundae School, the fancy ice cream shop just down the street from my house. I was convinced to go wild and change up my order (normally I get a single scoop of the amazing raspberry sorbet in a waffle cone). I got raspberry sorbet in a waffle cone, topped with a second scoop of loaded butter tart ice cream. Yum!
This morning I got up far too early (5:30) to go for a swim with Nadine and Aimee. They both had plans for a 10 km swim, and I decided to paddle along at my own pace. The water was warm but really choppy, so it was a tough swim. I got 4 km done, but it took me close to three hours and I was really tired at the end. Aimee and Nadine gave up at 9 km and sent a message asking me to drive down to where they had gotten out of the water. Luckily, Nadine had given me her car keys on the assumption that I would be done first. Then it was home to cook up a bunch of the things from the CSA basket that wouldn’t survive in the fridge for the next little while (lunches for my first week back to the office are done - yay!). After that, I did a major kitchen cleaning as the girl has plans to have friends over for a little party while I’m gone. By then I had just enough time to pack, do a quick clean-up of my community garden plot (my mustard is almost ripe, so I hope it holds off until I get back, and I have some cute little bush beans that I hope will be ready too), and pick up some groceries for the kid.
I am currently sitting in the lounge at Pearson airport - sad that my flight to Istanbul is delayed by an hour, but being mollified with Pinot Grigio and snacks. I also figured out how to download a Persian keyboard onto my phone, and have been messaging with a friend in Dari.
Apologies for not checking everyone’s updates, but LJ is giving me troubles again. Will check in again in a couple of days.
It was pouring rain last night so I left my bike at work and got a ride home. This morning I asked if I could get a lift back if she had time before work. She said yes depending on when I would be ready. I said 15 minutes. She went upstairs so I finished cleaning up her mess in the kitchen and waited - but not long because I wanted to get in early, if possible (it’s my last day before three weeks away). I reminded her I was ready, which is when I got a tanto outburst about how she didn’t have time now. So I walked. It is humid, I’m in my good office shoes instead of walking shoes, and I missed my bus by 1 minute (it’s a km walk just to the bus stop).
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