Keith and Paul were in the shop today, which was delightful and brief. I owe Keith money for the beer he picked up last night. I suppose it being a long weekend and me going to a party tonight (first one in AGESSSS) I should purchase more. Ziva died – vacuum leaks, more of them, [...]
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Baking up a storm of maple bacon muffins, some of which will accompany to her foodsafe 2 class today. Keith is going to the grands this weekend, and he will have biscotti in tow if the gods are kind. Today I am ENDURING THE HORRAH of completing my first tax documents for the church. I will [...]
And I am here at home working away on receipts and getting the printer hooked up to the new computer (Jeff advised, I finally took the advice). Margot has been defluffed (as if….) and rendered a little less stabby, as I took off some talon action on her back feet. She barfed all over my Fraser [...]
Yeah. I should never have volunteered for anything at church. I hope the word no comes to my lips with more efficacy in future but in the meantime I have stopped associating church with awe and wonder and now associate it with work and worry. Plus I’m no good at it… and of course there’s [...]
I put a deposit down on the cafe yesterday. So begins an enterprise. Expert, schmexpert. The only thing I don’t understand about the rogue LAPD cop Christopher Dorner is not why he hasn’t been caught – he will be, and I cheerfully predict that he’ll go quietly and not die in a hail of gunfire [...]
What a day yesterday. I bailed on the workshop because it occurred to me that the only thing, and the most important thing for me to be doing in that same time period was prepping for the meeting with the bookkeeper. That went well.
1. Jeff says he’s paying too much money for rent. In Vancouver that is not true but he sure could pay less rent elsewhere in the province, someplace on the Island for example. He says he’s going to give me plenty of notice so I am very relaxed about this. Not having in house tech [...]
fallen asleep like this. It’s a dog with its paw in its mouth. Chalice circle was a very big disappointment. Like uncomfortable making disappointment. It got better, but I still felt very withdrawn and disconnected at the end. 1. I did some but not all of the homework. I was supposed to print out the [...]
In the last week or two I have spoken on the phone to Lois and Terry and Bonnie and Carrie and Ron (an old family friend I probably don’t often mention) and Tammy and Dave the poet and my mother and the minister…. I keep forgetting what it’s like to really talk to somebody who [...]
“Believing that we just reached the peak of our personal evolution makes us feel good,” Dr. Quoidbach said. “The ‘I wish that I knew then what I know now’ experience might give us a sense of satisfaction and meaning, whereas realizing how transient our preferences and values are might lead us to doubt every decision [...]
So five years ago I was too fat and unfit to flirt with (this was SAID, not IMPLIED), but today I am not. I will never understand men if I live to be 100. If the flirting turns into asking me out, I’ma about lose my mind, and of course politely say no. You sure [...]
Humans are self aware biologicals mashed between timescales.
Visited with Sue this morning to help her download from her daddy’s funeral. He was 102. Meshuggas about the inheritance; waiting is. LOVELY visit with Mike last night (funnily enough I’d been kvetching to Paul, with whom I was practicing yesterday, about how MIKE WUZ NOT RETURNING MY CALLS WAHWAH) and he called around 8 [...]
Had a wonderful visit to Victoria with Keith. It took 7 hours to get home, but it was a nice visit. I am not very happy with BC Ferries right now, and having to drive Keith to his meetup afterwards because he was running late wasn’t a problem but it did add a lot to [...]
You know, my mOm raised me to not really give a shit about cosmetics. She quit wearing her one concession to patriarchal culture, lipstick, the instant she retired. Over the course of my life I’ve probably saved fifty grand not buying them. I have powder, probably time-expired, and one jar of nail polish, in my [...]