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  • Also today I started a new book but I don’t really like it. For some reason I never like stories about middle aged women. Maybe I will later. Maybe I won’t. I just remembered I’ve forgotten to make lunch for tomorrow. Maybe it is a day for eating out. Or maybe I will make something right now (no, I’m lying. If I make something right now it will be for eating right now but I’m not hungry.) (Or am I?)

  • I thought I was going to stay in bed this morning and read, but instead I got up and took my bed apart to wash it. The laundry fee in the building is going up a whole shiny quarter per loadon Tuesday so I thought I’d get a token wash in to save money. I’m OK for the rise, however, as currently my ratio of quarters (of which I will now need three per load) to loonies (one per load) is in favour of the quarters.

    Note: Vanilla Rice Milk is good in Earl Grey tea.

    I also meant to have a light breakfast (guacamole or oatmeal) but instead I had:
    5 perogies
    3 bacons
    2 eggs
    5 cherry tomatoes
    1 mug of Earl Grey tea with Vanilla Rice Milk

    None of my plans for today are working out at all! Not to fret, however, as I will make up a new bed and rest in it later

    Note 2: This week I was complimented twice on my use of the word “Fret”. As in “Don’t fret if I am late back from my break” and “Have you been fretting all day?”

  • I have two lunch dates planned this week (so far, Susan!). One is a hamburger eating contest. Life be good, considering this is a five day workweek for me. AND considering I just paid my first ever phone bill. That’s right. Mark the day.

  • I was in Duncan again this weekend. I have to stop doing this: I have things I should be doing here, instead. Next weekend I will probably stay put? Who knows. That’s so far away from now.

    Mum and I visited a gallery in Cedar on Saturday. It was delightful and full of purchase-able trinkets, which I did do (purchase things). There was also a garden and I liked it all.

    I also read my first Hermann Hesse this weekend. I think it went well. Not a big story, but written well, and about a painter with much description of that process, so that was handy and made me feel better. A little bit of a thinky book, less than emotional (despite the content) but I liked the thinky (i.e. I tried to stop reading it but then decided I would rather continue to enjoy more of the layers and such). It also wasn’t very long. It was “Rosshalde”.

    I also cut beans for bean soup. Cutting beans for soup is different than cutting them for canning. They are cut on an angle, and at about half the length as for canning. This means that it takes a long time to cut them. I was rewarded, however, with a trip to Superstore (for pasta) and WalMart (for a new winter duvet and cover). I was also rewarded with bean soup, made by Mum.

  • I went to Duncan this weekend. Officially it was because I heard that there was ballet class on Thursday night, which I attended. However, I also took the opportunity to have a visit with Amber (with wine in my parent’s backyard) and also with Naomi (with mojitos in Nanaimo). I took the train from Duncan to Nanaimo and back again on Saturday, which made for a nice day trip. Naomi showed me around her new ‘hood, which is actually my parents’ old hood: when I told them where Naomi lived they conjured up memories of walking to school, where Dad used to live, and Uncle Alec’s house on Third (or Fourth) Street. It was sooo hot but I wore my hat and sunscreen. I also bought some trinkets! I bought them at the first two stores Naomi took me too, and she was sure I was going to buy the city out, but I bought nothing else after that.

    I also helped Mum with several projects: I set up her new cell phone (which is a lot like her old cell phone only with a camera) and printed envelopes for the dance school’s newsletter. I also figured out how NOT to have her cell phone on speakerphone, so I’m pretty helpful.

    I got home to find a tag on my door that indicated that MY new cell phone is ready to be delivered at some point when I am at home to receive it. I’M READY NOW!

    Mum and Dad drove me home today and took brother Jordan and I to early dinner/late lunch. We have decided to go see Star Trek at the IMAX on Tuesday. I’m a Big Fan of IMAX films. The only problem is going to be getting tickets (ahead of time) where Jordan wants to go after work tomorrow but I want to go home right away to collect my new phone.

    Mum brought some flowers for me and set them up in vases around my house. I have put the littler of the bouquets by my computer here and I am smelling roses. I have also fresh blueberries, zucchinis, cucumbers, beans, dill, parsley, and plums. The plums are significant as I MISSED THEM COMPLETELY last year. Mum and Dad came down in August last and said to me “the plums are all gone.” This year, I have many plums to consume, and I shall become sick of eating them, as is the proper summertime ritual!

    It’s soooo hot. Since getting home I have mostly just lay on my bed with my fan directed on to me, or sat in my chair with the fan directed on me. Eating plums. So decadent.

    Oh. At ballet class, Pam is trying to get her students nice and flexible and so is having them put their feet up on the bar (one at a time) in a nice stretch. Having not had a class in 1.5 months, I thought to myself “No way. You can’t make me.” But I did anyway, and I was sore. But not too bad now.

    I’ve brought back with me all my HYD books to read. Summertime reading! I’ve also been requesting things like mad from the library, and half of them have come ready all at the same time. Summertime is for reading! (Now that I’m not in school, anyway. When I was in school, summertime was for TV and sewing!)

  • I haven’t posted for a while. This was because for a week my computer was broken. Then after I got it fixed I didn’t really have anything to say. I’ve been going to work then coming home and reading books or watching TV. Now you are caught up.

    The books I have read include: Julian Comstock, which was good, a bunch of HYD, also good. Now I’m reading Beautiful Losers by Leonard Cohen, which maybe isn’t as good as it is wordy and thoughtful. I have a gift certificate from Russell Books that I got as a going away gift from work, but I went in and there are no books I need at the moment. Come to think of it I’m not sure if I remember where this gift certificate has gone to now. I’ll have to find it and put it in a safe place. Or at least somewhere I can find it again.

    I’ve spent a lot of time researching a new cellphone for myself. I’ve made my decision now, and I don’t know if it’s the best of decisions, but it’s been made so I can stop thinking about it now. I had the option to get a new phone now and stay with my current provider, or wait until my current contract ran out and switch to a new provider. Then I had to choose a phone, then I had to choose a plan. Arg. I got my mum to phone up the current provider (I’m still on her plan) to see if I could get a deal, and that’s what I’m now going with, but I’m still a bit wary. I’m sure it will be OK, though and I get a new phone, which I am excited about.

    This weekend I have realized that there was a Doc. Who special I missed, and a Torchwood miniseries to watch.

    On Thurs I bought some coconut milk ice cream to try out. It was pretty good. I got it in cookie-dough flavour, which was good, but too rich for me, I think. It’s pretty pricey, but there are a bunch of new flavours.

  • 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 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.

  • 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.

  • Bacon News: as I was walking home from work I saw an add for a McDonald’s burger on a bus. There was bacon on the burger. Then I was thinking about what to have for supper: perogies? No I’m out of bacon. Then just as I was thinking this, a woman walked past me who said to her friend “and she likes to have that with bacon.”

    It’s a bacon prophesy, I think.