Jeff sat me down with Google Tools this morning and it appears I owe a certain person an explanation. When my site got hijacked at least one person immediately stopped being able to access it on a mobile device, which should have tweaked me to investigate. Since it wasn’t affecting me, I didn’t. Everything should be working now – if there appears to be something broken, let me know.
Author: Allegra
Born when atmospheric carbon was 316 PPM. Settled on MST country since 1997. Parent, grandparent.
Ooooo new theme
The way this blog looks is governed by a canned ‘theme’ which we get off the wordpress site. The reason we had to take the blog down briefly was because my previous theme was not safe – it ended up full of crappy spammy code, which was a surprise and not a pleasant one. The upgrade set the theme back to the default, and now what you see should be the newly chosen theme (which I kinda did on the fly, and on the basis of “Is it clean, can you see the archives, and do the old links appear to work? with much input from Jeff).
Anyway, I have to thank Jeff for finding and fixing the problems, multiple, because I would have continued to be cruising along, fat dumb and happy, without noticing that there was something seriously wrong. Also the site should run faster.
The lasagna’s in the oven and the kids are coming over
That is all….
Jet and Sparky move it, work it, move it
v. relaxed
I finally figured out Mike’s evil plan… the recreational event last night featured a hot tub, and I soaked (and stretched) for a very long time. This morning I lay in bed and contemplated that I wasn’t experiencing any pain for the first time in a long time. As soon as I sat down in a conventional chair, that all stopped, but at least I was pain free for a few hours, and today I’m all slow and stupid with relief.
Katie and Keith are both supposed to show up today. If they do I’ll cook them a meal but I will wait until they get here to plot what.
Today, laundry and puttering, at least until the kids arrive. I had to tell Katie not to bother with a mother’s day present (Keith is smart enough to know he doesn’t have to bother) but that I would enjoy it if she turned up. I’m thinking tortillas… it’s enough of a production to be mildly festive. And, of course, if you feel like it, you can read my Mother’s Day homily, which pretty much encapsulates my feelings on the subject.
Off topic
Here’s a pic that just makes me go…. Yuck!
And here’s one… mOm – what kind of bird is this?
Just got back from Brentwood Mall, where I ate brunch with Keith and Jeff and ScaryClown. Yup, ScaryClown and Jeff have finally met. Now all of my adoptive brothers have met my real one….
So I get off the bus and walk down the hill
And the first thing I see is some flags. The building I used to live in is out of the picture on the left.
And then I see this really bizarre railing. There’s something… wrong…. about it. I guess those rounded metal prongs are there for a reason, but what???
I keep walking down the hill. Blechhhh. Who’s been throwing crap in the fountain?
Damn, I just noticed my battery is REALLY low. More later.
Sundry and various plus HDR
A picture of Vancouver at night in HDR format.
It’ll make a nice break from Tetris on my phone.
Guess where I’m going tonight? You can tell Mike has been here! We fed him halibut and salad and ice cream and fresh mango last night. We also drank beer and watched BSG. And traded bodywork, it would hardly be like seeing Mike if that didn’t happen. I might as well just leave the massage table set up in the living room, but I’m trying to fix it so you can drink beer, watch tv and get worked on at the same time and my tiny pea brain can’t fathom a solution.
gacked from Lady Miss B
Okay, whaddaya do before the last teardrop falls?
She has the best stuff on her camera.
Up next, my walk to work. But I’m not postin’ it today, I’m feeling lazy.
I am getting so sick of this
You know what REALLY FREAKING CHOKES ME??? That commentators are saying “Oh better hit with a taser than a gun!”
When a cop pulls a gun, there are consequences. When a cop pulls a taser, which has a small but non-zero chance of constituting ‘the final deadly force you will ever feel, chump!’ it seems there are no consequences at all.
You know what else singes me? That the Taser company is SUING medical examiners who say that a taser contributed to the death of a citizen. Give me a break!!!
Ow
Overdoing it just seems to be my style – 1.5 hours on a bike yesterday and my bum is providing me with much feedback this morning. The vaccination points don’t hurt, but my arms hurt from hauling groceries. I deked into Brentwood Mall, supposedly for beer and veggies and there was no spinach. This completely put my dinner plans into disarray (as Jeff can no doubt attest – I’m not even going to post what I ‘cooked’ for dinner last night but will say it was heavily augmented with rice pudding, ice cream and strawberries) and I was so discombobulated that I started wandering around the mall looking for somebody else to take my money, although I did pick up fresh fruit as part of my ongoing efforts to provide pleasing nourishment to myself and Jeff.
Cobb’s didn’t work out. Usually it’s a great place to spend money, but some jackass cut in front of me in the lineup. I went to the other bank I use and changed my address; I drifted upstairs and got robot socks and pink skull socks for a buck each (v. nice socks) along with a more nondescript pair of blue socks and three t-shirts all for less than $15; I went to Sears to see if my sore butt could find new pants and believe it or not, I emerged with cords and jeans which fit me for $50 (& you should have seen me sitting and squatting and doing truncated high kicks in the dressing room – it would have been a top ranked video on youtube I’m sure, either under the title Middle Aged Woman has Spazz Attack or Woman dislodging small mammal from pants). Then I bought beer. My carrying capacity at that point having been reached, I went to the bus and the driver scowled at me when I tried to pull out my bus pass when he was trying to pull out of the bus loop. “I KNOW you have a bus pass,” he said.
Then home and a couple of Deadwood episodes and early to bed. I am going to be finding a lot of reasons to stand up today.
Language not safe for work
But man, oh man, some of these quotes are funny.
assorted pix
Ever wonder what a ferry stateroom looks like?
Dr Filk Presents: The Music of Willie P Bennett!
This sign at the James Bay Cafe amused me.
Healthy day
I cycled from here to Vancouver General and ALMOST all the way back – I was only about ten blocks from home and realized I just didn’t have it, so I also learned (thanks to a really snarly driver) how to get the bike on and off the rack at the front of the bus. Such a lecture your poor correspondent received!
Now I am about to jump on the bus again to go to RCH for my other appointment, and then home. Where I hope to just collapse.
While I was waiting at the clinic, the Luddite called with the best route home. He had guessed when I’d be sitting waiting and planned how to get home with the minimum of hills. I didn’t do it of course, being contrary, but it was ever so sweet of him.
perfectly normal pork chops
The meal last night was yummy – the pork chops were precisely at that place where doneness and juiciness intersect. I learned a little more of the new barbecue’s ways so that I will not be helpless when it comes to searing meat.
The Luddite was here and was entertaining. His take on reality is so skewed that I find myself cracking up repeatedly. We traded backrubs while Mayday! was on. Jeff cracked up himself when he learned that one definitive way to shut me up is to work on my feet. You never know when a piece of information like that could save your life, or your sanity at very least.
I like the Mayday! show, except when I think about travelling to France on a jet aircraft…
The stove has been fixed. The stove elements now work in perfect congress.
Rogers is still dicking around with the phone service. I’d give details, but I’ll let Jeff provide them if he feels like it. The phone works, but the billing is like a nightmare from the consumerist.com website.
My pay issue at work has been resolved. That was annoying, but like most things it was easier to fix when I stopped being mad. My raise wasn’t added effective 1st April like it was supposed to be – the explanation was apologetic and the action plan acceptable.
I am off to collect some more hepatitis shots and get a mammogram. I’m going to ride my bicycle to the place I’m collecting my shots and then take the transit home, and then leave for my appointment at RCH. Now that the weather is better I’m going to try to get some exercise any day it isn’t pouring rain. I’m thinking of my last mammogram – almost 15 years ago now – in Montreal, when I got to listen to a boundlessly cheerful tech say, “Ne respirez PAS de TOUT!” “RESpirEZ!” about a hundred times. Then I went to listen to the results from an urbane Francophone doctor, who tapped the films in front of him and said, with equal cheerfulness, “Zat is a perfec’ly normal breast!” Hmf. There is nothing perfectly normal about me…. but those are words I sure want to hear again.