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Month: March 2009

  • I may have forgotten to write here for a week. I was sick but that’s not really an excuse. Oh well.

    It was by birthday yesterday. Despite having work to go to, it was ok and I was in a pretty good mood all day long. I purchased many things from Staples as presents for myself: bright paper, a whole roll of stamps, Tiny String envelopes, and pens. How indugent.

    I was in Duncan on the weekend and I got presents from my family as well: a set of pots, magazines, baking sheets (more on these later), t-shirts. I also had a birthday feast: my dad and brother deep-fried things in the turkey fryer including fish and chips. I had been craving fish and chips for several weeks so that worked out well. Mum also made strawberry shortcake for my birthday cake. So all in all I wasn’t hungry again until noon the next day.

    In Duncan I also did a lot of recovering from being sick: ie watching television and napping. Napping took up quite a lot of my time actually. How I know I was sick is that I could have an hour’s worth of nap and still be achingly tired at the normal bed time. If I have that long of a nap when I am healthy I stay awake longer into the night.

    Also: now I have a breadmaker. Which, consequently, means that I have fresh bread. I tried a “large” loaf last night and it is far too big. But of the size options given it was the mediumest choise to make. In the meantime, the large loaf makes super-sized sandwiches. Or “double” sandwiches, as I have made one for my second lunch today and actually have cut it in half (as the whole thing wouldn’t fit in a sandwich container) and now have two sandwiches. I’ll save one for my second lunch on Thurs.

    (I could have written the things in that last paragraph in a better way. I know this.)

  • I have a cold. Again. Urg.

    The good news is, I had a nap today.

    The other good news is that now I have benefits and, therefore, sick days.

    Some more good news is that I’ve started drawing again. Just in the old style, with a pen. I found like six books that I’d made and then filled with various marks and such and was inspired. I was also delighted because I’m funny and I draw funny. You can quote me on that. In fact, quote me on that now, and often.

    Some annoying news is that I’ve been playing with my web page and it is no longer showing up at puddlelilies.com. For now– it’s just a glitch I hope.

    I had a dream during my nap and apparently it’s the second time I’ve had it. At least, while I was having the dream, I was thinking to myself that I’d had it before. 1) I’m in a car with my partner (like I’m in the FBI and we’re on a case). 2) We get to the place we’re going, look around and then my partner finds some stairs and goes down and I follow. This whole time it’s too bright and I have to cover my eyes. 3) When we’re down the stairs we’re looking around I notice there’s a window and Mulder and Scully are watching us, only they’re really big, and it seems that when my partner and I came down the stairs we also shrunk and walked ourselves into a diorama box. 4) Then there’s some people chasing us. 5) Then we’re in the car again and pulling off the blanket we had put over the window before because the light was too bright for me when we were driving before.

    I haven’t had a dream where I couldn’t open my eyes for a long time. Am I missing something?

  • I went to the doctor and she suggested that since there is nothing wrong with my lungs, and my heart is in perfect health, that I don’t have asthma, and that my shortness of breath is caused by anxiety.  This caused some grief, but one I got over my anxiety over having anxiety I realized that all I have to do is breath properly.  The doctor suggested meditation and yoga. She also said just to push through dance class, as I have been sitting out once I run out of breath.  I don’t want to do meditation or yoga, but dance class I can do.

  • I had a super keen weekend.  I tried to stay in my pajamas for most of it (after ballet class ended at 1pm on Sat, of course) but I did get cabin fever at around noon on Sunday and went for a stroll.  This resulted in a hurty back, which is still vexing me.  But it was a good walk: down Cook St, around Beacon Hill Park, up Douglas, Dollar Giant and then home.  (I bribed myself with the going to Dollar Giant).

    After some weird scanning hastled (pages getting flip-turned around so they were printing wrong) Tiny String 18 is sitting on my table in two piles: on of the cover, and one off all the non-collated pages.  So pretty!  So fun.  Aethsetically, anyway, I am very pleased.  I always feel that the story part could do with more editing, but that’s what I get for making them so quickly.  I’m usually happy enough if there are no typos.  (Fingers crossed, though.)

  • My day:

    Got up, organized things, oatmeal, ballet.

    Pancakes, nap, zine-ing, supper.

    Zine-ing, snack, TV. Now it’s now.

    The nap part took a larger percentage of my day than I expected. The zine in question is about 3 pounds in mock-up format. Hearty!