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Month: April 2009

  • I have “beans-in-cans” on my grocery list. That I note that they are in cans is to diferentiate them from “beans-in-jars” or “from-dad’s-garden” for which they might be mistaken should I write just the one word “beans”. What I mean is really pork’n’beans but I don’t call them that. I actually call them beans-in-a-can. Which I guess could also mean green beans, because I think one could purchase such a thing. I wouldn’t though, having ample stock of “beans-in-jars” which were once “beans-from-dad’s-garden” but have been preserved to eat in the winter, and having grown up with such, make “green-beans-that-are purchased-in-a-can” seem ghastly.

    I also need carrots, as the 5kg bag I bought months ago is dwindling and kind of gross. Was is 5kg? I don’t remember. There are 2 carrots left. Or one carrot and a piece of another carrot, so 1.5 carrots left. And macaroni salad season is here, so I better get some more.

    The other day when I was waiting for Susan in Chapters (before the opera) I saw about 6 books that I wanted to read in the SF&F section. Usually there are zero. I’m either in a mood or there are a bunch of new books out. I’ve ordered one at the library, Preventing Purchase (it’s fantasy so there’s little chance I will need to keep it). Some of the others are manga though… and I can’t remember the name. I’ve already had to go back to chapeters to remember the name of the book I ordered at the library. I could have been smart and looked at the manga too, but I didn’t, wanting to get out as soon as able, as to Prevent Purchase. Dag nabbit.

    I’m reading Tom Jones right now so it will be a while before I can read anything else (in theory). That’s Tom-Jones-the-novel, not Tom-Jones-the-singer-from-Wales. I’ve read the first few chapers on several occasions before and then stopped. It’s a thick and daunting book. But this time I’ve made it a bit further and it’s pretty addicting, if it takes me a while to get around some of the sentence structure sometimes to figure out what’s being said. It’s an old book. There are notes at the back I can look up, but they aren’t marked throughout the text, so I sort of have to guess what archaic references are going to be explained to me. Sometimes they are and sometimes they aren’t.

    Yesterday I had “Moving Day” by Fred Penner in my head. This is because I saw a moving truck.

  • I think I have figured out that I have traded my balance, coordination and endurance in dance class for stomach muscles. This is not a good trade, considering I barely know how to use said muscles.

    My arms are ok, as long as I don’t have to move them too quickly. Still really long. A little less floopy.

  • The more dance classes I do, it seems, the worse dancer I am becoming. Or maybe I’m just going through an awkward stage? I can’t seem to get through a whole class without getting super-pooped. I can do technique excersies fine at the start of class but when it comes time to apply them to combinations and actual choreography, I am too tired to hold any of it. This despite my new discovery that I now have usable stomach muscles that I can employ and use to hold things like legs in the air.

    I don’t know. Maybe I should get a better night’s sleep or something. I’m missing class on Thurs this week because I have an eye appointment. (Thurs and Fri is when the place is open after work.) Whatever.

  • I made so many lunches for myself this week: this morning I had a choise between peanut butter and honey sandwiches and rice-tuna salad. As delicious as the rice-tuna salad promises to be, I have decided to put the PB and H in my lunch bag this morning. It’s fun to have options!

    I made a rhubarb crisp yesterday, which I have portioned out into plastic containers for my lunches as well. I’m thinking of purchasing some ice cream to eat with this? Just because it’s still just a little too tart. I put, like, an extra cup of rhubarb than the recipe called for as I have a lot of rhubarb in my freezer to do stuff with.

    Speaking of rhubarb, I have a recipe for zuccini bread in the cook book for my new bread maker. So that’s something else to do if I get a lot of zuccini this year.

    I was pondering about how my journal is mostly a recording of things I have done in the past (even if it was just a few moments ago, as with the big lunch decision I just made). Perhaps I should also write about what I’m going to do in the future. Or at least what I think I’m going to do.

    As for the past, on Saturday night I went to see “The magic flute” which is an opera that was written by Mozart and was first performed in 1791. It was grand on a grand scale. Got a little tedious around the 2.25 hour mark, but other than that I liked it pretty much the whole way through. (The ‘pretty much’ is a reflection of the subtext of presenting the women as impractical and flaky, and the men as logical and reasoned. But I can overlook that because the costumes were pretty and the comic relief was satisfying.)

    I ended up asking Susan to go with me, as my origianal opera buddy, Noralee, was sick. We had fun being dressed up, and looking at all the other dressed up people.

  • I was almost scared this morning when there was new music on the weather channel. But it was just for some specific report or something becuase when I tuned in to the local forecast the music was the same as always.

    Yes, this is getting written about in my blog. I do like the new music, I just don’t think I was going to be able to accept the change, after having just noticed that I find the current music soothing.

  • Things that bugged me today.

    1) Having to go to work
    2) People who make my phone ring at work
    3) Having picked up the phone, having to solve people’s problems
    4) It was warm in my room at work
    5) Being sleepy
    6) Wanting to play but having to be at work instead
    7) Having to go through more hoops to try and get into another worker’s pool
    8 ) That the webpage where I was meant to put information for (7) didn’t work this morning, and when it did work, had lost all the information that I had already entered.

    Things that were good today
    1) Compliments on my homemade bread (I didn’t share, just people in the lunch room saw it)
    2) My sandwich at lunch, made with homemade bread (wholewheat)
    3) Yellow highlighter
    4) Finishing several random paperworks that I have been putting off.
    5) A fresh stock of #9 envelopes
    6) Sun shining in my window this morning
    7) Punching holes in a piece of paper and placing it in a binder.
    8 ) Punching holes in a piece of paper and filing it.
    9) Tea
    10) Opening my window at work.
    11) Putting reminder in my Outlook calender to close window.

  • A small story for April 15.

    A chum at work today came into my room and offered me some tea from Rita McNeil’s tearoom in Nova Scotia.

    I shall drink it and be merry.

  • I just stubbed my toe on the floor and now it hurts. Hoo hoo!

    Susan said I can link to her blog so maybe I will.

    I’ve been having fun at work again. This can only mean that something is going to happen: I am going to get shifted to a new position; or I am going to lose my job completely. History shows that when I start having fun, something changes, and the only thing I can see right now that will cause change is that my current auxilliary term ends May 31. Auxilary terms aren’t currently being extended due to budget/the economy/impending doom. I’m going to plan a holiday for the first week of June.

    I plan to go to Duncan this weekend. I still have to phone Mum to see if this will work, so that plan is subject to change. Also, I’m feeling whimsical, so that’s actually more of the reason why things are subject to change.


  • I’m a big fan of anniversaries.

    (Mum, you have to click that to see what it is… I’ve made it underlined now so you can tell it’s a link.)

  • So much has happened today. But also not very much.

    I went upstairs at work today and was roundly complimented by Lynda and Dallas on such things as my attire and hair. All I was looking for was envelopes so this was a good trip on my part.

    Also at work was yet another birthday cake, this time in the morning. Cake for breakfast! Never bad.

    I meant to go to dance class today and then go for sushi dinner and then go to the dance show I had a ticket for. Instead it went thusly: dance class, so tired I can’t stand, go home early, have nap, feel better, have supper of leftovers, go to dance show, be roundly amused.

    When I came out of the dance show: it’s still warm outside! I wore my gloves anyway due to my delicate fingers, of course. My plan next year (given that I’m still employed enough to afford it) is to get tickets for dance shows on days when I don’t also have dance class. I’m just too tired.