Settler writer/musician, (leanpub.com/upsun) living where privilege meets precarity in BC. she/her/they———– Novels: Midnite Moving Co., Upsun; Sweep Off Those Waves coming in 2020, Hair Sinister after that. ————- RECONCILIATION IS HORSESHIT GIVE THE LAND BACK . @TheCorrection on twitter. live:allegra.sloman
He is COVERED IN BANDAIDS. He’s managed to get owies on all kinds of places and so when we got in the pool yesterday (Canada Games) the one on his elbow started to hurt and he started to cry and then he SHUT DOWN. I watched him fall asleep. Clunk. Before that he was okay and having a good time.
According to Katie, who is blonde again, the pollen count in Vancouver two days ago was the highest since we started keeping track. This would correspond to me feeling unbelievably stupid – we went to the store and I was like a zombie, it was so bad Jeff commented. But tis my brain….
Wrote most of a chapter on Honey On The Moon over the last four days. Very happy about that. Count is 5577 currently.
Went for a walk with Paul at the Quay – sky very strange, much in the way of high cirrus and sunbows. They have been very common this spring; in my view the sky has changed.
Saw the doc, got my bloodwork. I included getting an MMR titre because I want to know if I’m actually immune to measles, things being the way they fucking well are and outbreaks happening all over the place including Vancouver. I’ll know soon how my liver enzymes are doing as well.
Took Paul to Brown’s for a mid afternoon meal.
Then home and then a very brief trip to the pool before Alex melted down.
I’m hoping to mostly dodge sitting like a lump on the internet today. I have plans! Osteofit and Lunch Bunch here I come.