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Category: My Day

  • 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.

  • 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.

  • My weekend was good and restful. The result of the latter is that instead of lounging in bed for 1/2 hour after my alarm went off this morning, I jumped right up, ready to go. “I have to get up today” was the thought in my head as I did this. Helping also, besides the three days off I just had, was that it is warm and spring-like outside. Most pleasing. I can wear my spring clothes when it’s like this.

    Unexpected development: I keep making up poop jokes, laughing at them, and then forgetting them. Or at least forgetting why they were so funny.

    After writing that last entry (and I had to check just now to see if I had written about this already…) I noticed that “Little Dorit” was on TV. (And I almost typo-ed it as Little Borit, which wouldn’t be far from truth.) I put that on and made books. Books of blank paper because I couldn’t find a new one now that the one I was working on is full. These ones will last a while: four sections of 6 pieces of paper folded in half. They are while paper so I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed. I also used up a whole roll of shelf paper covering them: literally, I even used up the triangle scraps from folding over the corners. I am thrifty and neat.

    Here is a photo of the achievement described:

    Boooooks

    One problem I have with Little Dorit, which isn’t really a problem, is that lots of the actors have been in other literary adaptations I have watched. Or in Dr. Who. “I’ve watched too many of these things,” I said to myself, and then “Just go find The Doctor, Martha, and fly into space.”

  • Sunday is food day. I went for groceries this morning, in what I consider a pleasing habit: going for groceries at Oxford Foods on Sunday morning. Ox. Foods is just down the road from my apt so it’s easy and quick. Especially good is that they have my cheese now, too, so I don’t have to make the trek out to Save-On to get it (not that I mind going to Save-On, it just takes a lot of time on the bus. That and I also go to Wal-Mart while I’m at it and I can never resist Wal-Mart.)

    The only thing is that Ox. foods didn’t have any chicken for my sandwiches (to be made on Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme Bread.) They had something called “mock chicken” but I didn’t understand that and my confusion made me scared so I didn’t get it. So later I went up to Wellburn market, where they actually have a deli counter, and it is here that I got my chicken. Also ketchup chips, because I wanted some last night.

    One thing about Welburn’s, and probably the reason I don’t go there very much, is that they have lame customer service. Whenever I go there (and this is probably my own fault since I’m only there on Sunday afternoon when it’s slow) the cashier I choose is having a conversation with the cashier behind her at the lottery counter. It doesn’t matter if it’s a different cashier, she will always be talking over her shoulder to the cashier at the lottery counter. And therefore not paying attention to me. Not that I need much attention, but you know, enough to know that I’m not bothering them by wanting to buy my food and leave. Whenever I’m walking away from the store I’m thinking to myself how they could improve their customer service. And also this time I had my own bag, and the cashier I chose to go to didn’t think that she had to pack my bags for me since I had brought my own bag. She even gave me a look that suggested that she was ready for the confrontation that was coming should I have decided to complain about it. Customer service tip: pack my groceries for me in my recyclable bag like they do at Oxford Foods. I like Oxford foods better even though it doesn’t have a deli counter.

    Now I have sandwiches made for the week on aforementioned bread with aforementioned chicken. I have fruit, and also raisin squares. I just made the raisin squares and they are cooling on the counter. They may be a bit squishy for my lunch, but I’ll try putting them in the fridge and see if they harden up. They taste quite a bit like oatmeal with raisins, as these are the main ingredients. Oatmeal with raisins is what I have for breakfast most mornings.

    I also have sweet pickles packed.

  • Also pleasing is that the cherry blossoms are out! And the trees outside my apartment have buds on them, too. They aren’t cherry trees, they’re something else, tall enough to be level with me on the fourth floor.

    6 hours later: I’ve unpacked all of my spring and summer clothes. I thought I had unpacked them all last week but no. I found more. So the good news is that I have a lot of spring and summer clothes and really have no excuse to buy more (no room to put them). The bad news is that I have a lot of spring and summer clothes and really have no excuse to buy more. Shoot. I also, since I’m on the topic of clothing, have an excess of dance wear. So no reason to get new stuff there, either. I guess I’ll have to spend all my extra money on books and craft supplies instead.

    Have I talked about my Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme Bread yet? I made it last night. I’m going to make chicken sandwiches on with it for lunch this week. Clever? Yes. Tasty? I don’t know yet because I don’t have any chicken.

  • My apartment is sunny and bright with the evening sun shining in. Also it’s very warm. Not only that but I’ve bread baking – and not just any bread but herb bread. I didn’t need a scarf today when I went outside, and apparently not gloves either as I took them off. I like spring.

    I also like clean laundry, which has already been put away.

    I also like vanilla soy milk in my tea, as I try pimping to anyone who comes over and has tea. One taker, one ‘plain tea’ so far. There Will Be More.

    I found my poncho.

    It takes 12 minutes to walk from the Royal Theatre to my house.

    I think Floor Barre has changed my life. My dance life anyway. Thanks to this class I now have usable stomach muscles. I don’t know if my flexibility is any greater than it was when I started, but that’s a sadness in my life that I have grown to accept.

  • 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.