I miss that shirt. That’s me at a zombie walk eleven years ago. You can see how I’m dyeing my hair with Garnier 60 at that time.
I prefer my hair long, but apparently I’m going to breakfast with Katie and then she’s going to trim my hair; it was perfectly well behaved until about two weeks ago when it started exploding into split ends and becoming quite rude when I was brushing it. It’s 24 inches long! it’s the longest it’s been since I was a girl, and possibly ever.
This is the image my current twitter avatar is from. Isn’t amazing how the triangle in the middle looks deliberate? It wasn’t. It was a spectacular batch of biscotti, I must say.
This also (trimmed) was my avatar for a while. Those are some SRSLY UGGLY TIDDIES lady. Note across the top all of my interests, destiel, clothing, design, Social media tips, Feminism
a very old pic of the kids
and then I got old.
Bailed on walking today, it’s just going to be too goldinged hot.
I HAVE A FAMILY SECRET AND I can’t tell nobody. But it’s a beautiful happy secret and all will be revealed in TIME!!! ha ha ha ha.
Lovely time singing and playing yesterday afternoon on the deck with Paul. He’s learned a Metric tune called “Anticipate” and I’m going to put together a mando track to go with. We’re walking in Deer Lake Park today.
I’m now review April 2005 and I’m not really liking the person I was then. I mean, I gave a good impression of being self-satisfied but from this perspective I most sincerely am not.
Went to see Keith at Lucent yesterday and started arranging new glasses MY PRESCRIPTION HAS CHANGED 1.5 IN 18 MONTHS. But everything I was worried about with respect to my eyes has turned out to be bogus – I was smart to go get my blood pressure dealt with early. My eye health is, according to Doc Yee, about as good as it possibly could be given my age. I decided not to bother with progressives, since I’ll just get reading glasses with a coating instead.
Keith was ever so professional and helpful. It was (apart from taking for bloody ever) really awesome, especially since I didn’t have to have the Dreaded Eyedrops.
Then Mike called; I gave him his new tiedye shirt (Jeff got TWO) and I walked again yesterday, this time to the Twisted pub, so I really did get exercise yesterday. He walked me home and then walked himself back home.
I have to stop napping during the day, apparently I’m now officially getting enough sleep.
MAN I was writing songs like a ring tailed dilly in March of 2005!
I’ve figured out how to rebuild the city after the quake. Of course this is all, er, fictional, bien sûr.
Once again wondering how I can fall in love with a cop show…. enjoying Black Spot on Netflix.
174 252 438 words on HOTM Redux so far today, I imagine I’ll keep going.
Dr. Appointment this morning, switched to the 60 mg Inderal last night. Apart from feeling super tired and a little pukey I don’t feel any different, and I slept like a log for 8 hours so WELL DONE ME. I’ll be leaving by bus around 9.
My blood pressure still sucks though. 133/97 in morning 148/87 in the afternoon.
This is for Sean one of my internet buddies. He claims to be a shitposter so I wrote him a filk.
he’s the man a man with some shit to post
he does it most
such a gitposter
Beckons you to enter his web of shit
It’s big, you’ll fit!
Fecal words he will dump through your screen
So much so that you’ll never feel clean
And his readers know that once he has posted
he has made his point, then ghosted
feeling much better today. I’m wearing my all day everywhere jammies and words which apply include comfy, haymish, cozy. I had a hot bath, my sovereign remedy for everything that’s wrong with me.
To keep my mOm happy, I shall reduce my internet trawl to a simmer and go back to working on ‘my beloved child’ the current chapter in HOTM Reducks
fell asleep around four, slept through my pill taking
I now have to wait until morning to take em
Missed the writers meetup
I really hate this heat, but at least Jeff and I got out yesterday, and I have cactus soil and replaced the upstairs toilet seat, which was a horrible patchy pain in the butt.
On to the wilds of 2005!!!
It’s inspirational. Everybody’s writing different genre stuff.
1400 words on HOTM yesterday. I broke down and got beautiful salty Indian food for dinner because it was hot as balls yesterday and I did not want to cook but I wanted something tasty.
Heard from Mike, he’s doing okay. Party planning for Paul’s birthday continues apace.
Twenty minute walk just now. There was no milk in the house and I got cream because I think I’m going to make coffee.
I DIDN’T GO I LITERALLY FELL ASLEEP AND I FEEL REALLY WEIRD AND OVER HOT
I’ve copied everything over to WordPress.
I was a different person then.
A worker was trimming roses at New West Quay yesterday and I got some to take home. We had a lovely walk, and I got a teensy bit of shopping in.
Paul’s 70 next month; we’re having a shindig at his place. I have a short list of people to call to invite. He wants sushi and something in the Instant Pot so that will be easy to wrangle. I’m slowly assembling a list of things to do.
It’s been four years since I stopped talking to Sandy. I miss her, but not enough to pick up the phone or email her. She’s still plugging away at Red Deer according to social media.
It’s been almost 18 months since I quit facebook. I’m good with that.
I didn’t realize I’ve actually quit church three times now. I’m not going back and this time I think it took.
Weird to review 2004.
But I don’t necessarily say it.
Found a love letter I wrote to a friend ten years ago. I never gave it to them for reasons that make sense to me, and didn’t give it after because our friendship altered, many times. I don’t know how appropriate it would be to give it over now, but it’s quite a piece of writing, so I’m transcribing it.
Almost finished reposting September 2004 into this WordPress blog. Lots of amazing pictures. Note to self, more pictures.
I bought art supplies, pens and paper yesterday, thanks to Paul. We went on an expotition. Also I helped him with some government paperwork. It was a papery day. Also got a bullet journal. Wrote 850 words on Conversion, the chapter in which Michel, Oddi and Harri kidnap Sissy to take her back to stand trial in Vancouver, and things go wrong three different ways, but not entirely. Wrote another thousand words on a fic that is going so poorly I think I’d rather work on main projects today.
Time to take biscotti out.
Time to put biscotti in. This will be my last bake for a while. I’m on the Dash diet, apparently. Essentially it is a death diet; there’s nothing worth living for and you quietly starve yourself to the grave while worshipping your dropping BMI and blood pressure.
Time to take biscotti out.
Back to the doc on the ninth August. Still no dementia test – she thought it was better to tell me how I’ve got three times the normal chances of popping my clogs or stroking out. Gee thanks but hey, reality.
Now I shall tell the truth. Couple of days ago I turned the yellow clingstone plums that Peggy gave me into plum sauce AND THAT WAS A WHOLE SCENE because it changed colours four times while I was cooking it. First it was orange and then it was pink and then it was green and then it was, well, plum coloured. It changed colour partly because I put a lot of baking soda in it and it foamed up and turned green I felt like I was at Hogwarts. I cooked pork tenderloin in it and gave it to the folks at planet bachelor because Katie should not be stuck doing the cooking all the time. I RECYCLED THE PLUM SAUCE and cooked Jeff’s birthday dinner of chicken thighs in it. GOD THEY TURNED OUT WELL. Then I recycled the sauce, I know when to quit. The rest of the plum sauce (there were MANY PLUMS) I’m going to turn into some kind of low salt dessert, I just haven’t figured out how. OR MAYBE I’LL FREEZE IT I dunno.
Two grand worth of la z boy dual loveseat showed up on the sidewalk during our walk yesterday so we hauled it home and I am sore like woah. (Jeff did most of the work.) We’ll set it up after we get it cleaned. It doesn’t have any crap in it currently but safety first.
Missed a chance to go swimming with Alex yesterday but I was toast. My eyes are itchy right now and I didn’t feel like adding to that.
Happy BDAY Jeff!!!!