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([personal profile] helenkacan Jul. 20th, 2017 11:30 pm)
Because there aren't enough weird things happening in my life, I got an e-makl request from the admin of my meals provider asking me to call her as soon as. Well, I couldn't quite then because my cellphone was recharging. So I decided to try using SuM's phone. Only ONE problem. I'd never used that cordless before and couldn't see the display. Sigh. So I sent a reply saying I couldn't talk for a couple of hours. We kept e-mailing back and forth and I agreed to call her around 8. Well, she was busy (at home) when I called, so I waited until she called me back. We were on the phone for 48 minutes. OMG. It turns out she's having an interpersonal problem and was asking for my take on it. I gave her my advice. Let's see if it helps calm the situation.

The rest of my day was fairly calm. I slept in all the way to 8:16 which delighted me. Though the heat and humidity had broken, we were faced with torrential rains (more flooding of the river near me) and a sudden decrease in temperature. But not enough to convince Grumpy to show up. Sigh. That cat! I also sent an e-mail to my new friend at the blind group, asking if she was going to attend the next two functions ... and whether she'd like to go out for Chinese on the Saturday of the August long weekend. Alas, no reply yet.

Then I spent a really long time washing out my recycling. Yuck. But I got it ALL done. Unfortunately I was a little dozy when watching the usual TV shows tonight. Anyway, I think I'll return to reading "Rogue One" for a while. Tomorrow I plan to borrow a couple more library books. Whee.
Yes, she groans, I woke up at 4:45 feeling both cold and hot and couldn't get back to sleep. So I continued reading "Shrill" in bed. I finally got up a few hours later and opened the e-mail with the editing request. Oh, goody (as Peppa Pig would say), it was dead easy. Just a bit of tidying up in an invite to the Member of Parliament.

After that, I had brekkie and then relapsed back into bed. I guess that's where the 100 comes in. With the humidity, it felt like 100F today. So unpleasant. I guess that's why I dozed off to sleep for a couple of hours. Luckily, I woke up just in time to go kitty-hunting and feeding. Only two-thirds successful. There was also an e-mail of appreciation for the editing. ::beams::

I nodded off during the news (so I'm missing news, entertainment, and sports). I hope nothing happened today. But I managed to watch my game shows and tonight's MasterChef. I also finished "shrill". It was so stunning I'd actually like to own a copy - even if that's not all that impressive digitally. Anyway, now I have to try to catch up with what others were doing today. TTFN.
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([personal profile] helenkacan Jul. 18th, 2017 11:39 pm)
Not when that 25% is below the knees. Ouch. And sigh. At least I enjoyed sleeping in until the alarm at 10. Had an eminently uninspiring day. Glad I had "shrill" to read.

When I placed my meals order over the phone, the CSR said the boss was signalling she wanted to talk to me. What about? Oh, a wee bit of writing concerning political bigwigs. Yes, I replied. I'll take a look at it, though not tonight. I haven't even looked at the e-mail. Crossing my fingers that more pain will leech out of me by tomorrow.

The usual TV included a dead-easy Final Jeopardy!. Seriously, Rasputin? No wonder everybody had written the question in a second. So I'm back to reading. When I finish this, I can return to rereading "Rogue One". Meed a few more books to check out (as in find out about I/o borrowing outright).
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([personal profile] helenkacan Jul. 17th, 2017 11:38 pm)
Oh, I was overjoyed to have been able to sleep in all the way to 11:03. And I still took my pretty time to get out of bed. The only downside: my meal for the day was Fish'n'chips. Oh, no. More potatoes! But I managed to chew and swallow those lumps of 'taters.

Ended up spending even more time in bed as my fingers were hurting. So not fun. At least I'd started reading Lindy West's "shrill" though I kept nodding off because it's about how women are constrained by most societies to be small and quiet. Or, I guess, not being the new Time Lord! And the evening featured my usual TV shows.

Right now, I think I'm going to find some fanfic to read. And, then, back to bed. Wheeeeeee!
Well, that's what I was left with after our brunch at a supposedly upscale restaurant in the Village. Church-John, church-Brian (as opposed to baby bro), actor-Cory and I had gone expecting to partake of Summerlicious. But they didn't do it on Sundays. Boo. So I had a leek and goat cheese omelette (very good), served with a huge pile of fried potatoes (so I had tons to bring home), also a side order of very crispy bacon and a Dark & Stormy. Still, it was enjoyable being with good friends in the afternoon.

It was a very busy day at church. I arrived at 9:00 and sat outside enjoying the breeze and listening to the glorious music. Sorry, Brent, but I couldn't hear your sermon twice (lol). A lot of people congratulated me on the honour of being featured on the cover of the order of service. When Brent breezed by at the end of the first service, he said it was a "nice" picture. Yeah, Brent, because I like to smirk at everyone! I was also on duty so, as I said, a very busy day.

I was happy to get home (with my pile of potatoes packed into a box fitted into a bag with handles), herd the cats into some semblance of order, feed them, then seclude myself in order to write my review. Thankfully, I managed to do it with fewer words than normal. After that, I was finally able to relax. Watched the news, then got back to reading and finished the third "Murdoch" book. I'm now moving on to Lindy West's "shrill".

I'm relieved I don't have to get up tomorrow - and hope my body will give me a break. No early morning shenanigans, pls. And, on that note (la), nighty-night, all.
Well, I had so much time to waste, what with waking up (again) at 5:44. Grotesque. Anyway, the results: it turns out the church copied my FB review of the 2016 Easter service to their site ... but I hadn't been aware of it. I know they've shared my FB posts to their page several times (but I always knew it because it would show up). OTOH, the info from 15 years ago may have disappeared (me on a Pride float and volunteering at Casa Loma). Well, it was still an interesting exercise.

As I was up way too early, I continued reading the second "Murdoch" book. Finished it and am now on the third. After I finish this one, I'm not going to bother reading any because these show a much different character with some unpleasant characteristics. And the less said about Brackenreid or the prevailing bias against Roman Catholics the better.

Stopped reading long enough to do two loads of laundry but still no major chores. Not with my foot pain. Sigh. At least I've laid out all my paraphernalia (medal, ruby earrings, red satin scarf) for tomorrow. Just sad I couldn't locate my Pride ring. Not that it would have fit, but still, I would have liked that option. As it's the middle of summer, there were no TV options, just the usual news and game show repeats. Note to self: it's the Stamp Act (not the Tea Tax) that caused the major kerfuffle south of the 49th.
Well, whatever I am, I'm also the featured writer in the online edition of the church's newsletter, will also be in this Sunday's printed order of service, and apparently also somewhere on the church's website. This was the sekrit project I was asked to create, to write around 200 (I nudged that number up) words about ANYTHING having to do with my involvement in the church. With about 36 hours' notice. Oh, sure, I said. NO problem.

Ha! As if. First, I had to try to figure out the angle, and how I could make it attractive for others to WANT to volunteer. After a few false starts (where I just deleted anything I'd typed), I finally figured it out ... and sent it in by Wednesday evening, about 12 hours early. Then I waited ... and worried ... whether what I wrote would be considered too outrageous. But I was safe, and even complimented by the communications director. Phew. The article was just released and I can tell there are some church people around with a wacky sense of humour, as they used my smirking retirement party picture from 2006.

Okay, blondie, breathe ::practises IN-OUT-IN-OUT:: and tell us about the rest of your day. Well, the best thing is that I got to sleep in until 7:22. I managed to finish reading the "Murdoch" book. I was surprised that he had sex in it - but then I was late to the show and didn't know what kinds of experiences he'd had before Julia (whom I'd expected to have taken the lead after they married). Right now, I'm about to start on the second book, as my iPad had run out of juice.

I was supposed to do chores (minimum of sorting and rearranging my cleaning supplies under the vanity). But, nooooooo, yowled the pain, especially in my feet. Thou shalt not clean today. And, speaking of yowling, I was so relieved when Grumpy deigned to come in when I called. It had been another cool day. Weird, weird summer. I also dozed off again and dreamt about Grumpy and dog-like behaviour in a "Murdoch" scenario. Okay, enough dreaming for me.

Beyond the usual news and games shows, I had MacGyver on in the background while doing nothing. And THAT was the sum and substance of my day. ::crosses fingers for less pain tomorrow::
Tomorrow, July 15, is the last day to sign up for this year's Jack/Daniel ficathon. The signup post is here.

This is the 14th year! Amazing!

Writers new and old welcome, and the ficathon welcomes fic of any rating.
I woke up at 5:44. And stayed up.

I've been shivering all day long. No, I'm fine; it's the outside temperature that's plummeted 30 degrees F (that includes humidity) since yesterday. So, now I'm wrapped up in my cozy capelet, as I absolutely refuse to put on my (winter) velour top.

I've gotten accustomed to daring to take a nap without setting the alarm, relying on my body to take only a couple of hours. It worked again today (but, then, my alarm was out of juice).

My contact at the church confirmed receipt of my sekrit project and complimented me. Awww, shucks.

I had to restart Liblikas. When I reopened browsers, Chrome was acting up. First, ALL the tabs had a white background; then, when they returned to normal yellow-on-black, Gmail insisted on being black-on-white (aka glaringly unreadable). So I restarted again and this time ALL the tabs were behaving. I sent Brian an e-mail advising him that there had been no disaster or panic on my part. Whew. I also e-mailed church-John to see if we could do brunch after the Anniversary Sunday service, considering he'll be driving me home anyway. He agreed. Yay.

Finally, I've sunk into my first "Murdoch" book that involves his father (and his "sister" sister dies). As I was late coming to the TV show, I don't know whether these are novelizations based on the show's scripts. So, I think I'm going to return to reading and hoping for a slightly warmer day tomorrow. Snuggly nighty-night, all.
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([personal profile] helenkacan Jul. 12th, 2017 11:46 pm)
I enjoyed having an almost-do-nothing day. While waiting for my meals to be delivered, I watched Peppa Pig cartoons. Then I pondered how to attack my special project. Oh, now I need a nap. Dozed off around 2 and had a really weird dream. I was living on the second floor apparently in a house, but the floor was enormous with space for a rather klunky office. But my space on the floor was charming. Then I remember trying to go downstairs but there were all these strangers blocking my way. I had to even step over children. When I came home hours later, I was stunned to see the entire floor had been transformed as the owner was trying to grow and upscale her home business. At one end there was a wall-sized TV in front of a large conference table with leather armchairs. Then there were some technical apparati (can't remember what the business was) as well as a smaller conference table where my space had been. I was dismayed to find all my stuff (including racks of clothing) had just been put in another alcove but with nothing for privacy. No baffles or walls. And then I woke up. Just as well.

I sent a thank-you e-mail to the theatre I'd attended yesterday, thanking the client coordinator for all of her assistance. I said I'd love to attend again.

In the evening, I just watched the news and my game shows. There was a Toronto resident on Jeopardy! who'd started out very strongly but she ended up tied for second place. Awww. I also e-mailed my church contact having completed my sekrit project. I hope he finds it satisfactory. Even though I recorded MasterChef tonight, I'm much too tired to watch. I'll do it tomorrow. And that's a wrap.
Poor things. I don't blame them as they're all swollen and hurty. But I never meant to hurt them. I blame the heat (obviously).

Still, I had a fabulous day. Not waking up until 8 helped (except for the fact that I'd fallen asleep within a second of hitting the pillow, thereby depriving my hands of their protective gloves. So, when I woke up, my claws were freezing. Sigh.

I sat out in the heat waiting for church-John and (church)Brian to show up around 1:45. They were only a few minutes late. In any case, we arrived at the downtown theatre with lots of time to spare. The house manager found a hidey-space for my walker and we were allowed to seat ourselves before the rest of the public. Even though I missed a lot of visual jokes, I still enjoyed the play. Our friend Cory played a dog. He was hilarious. Other characters were also mostly wild creatures. The writers incorporated several local stories (including those famous capybaras). It was a regular church outing as Brent and other members of the staff showed up.

After the play, we made our way up to the village where we enjoyed Summerlicious, though the dinner menu was a bit of a disappointment. How could a restaurant offer among the selections an 8-oz strip sirloin OR an 8-oz filet mignon? Exactly. They can't without degradation of quality. I had to saw at my filet mignon, though the sauce was lovely and the mashed 'taters were great, as well the summer veggies. Also my gazpacho and chocolate cake. Oh, well. Next time, I'd order something other than steak.

C-J got me home after 6 and I promptly collapsed. Luckily, I have no intention to go anywhere until church on Sunday. However, I was given a very special (sekrit) project, so that'll keep me engaged indoors for a couple of days. When I recovered a bit, I watched the recorded news and game shows. Barely paid any attention to Jeopardy! but the Final was great: two landlocked countries, one in Africa, one in Europe, whose names begin with the same two letters and end with the same four. Stumped? The eventual winner wasn't. She knew immediately that the countries were Swaziland and Switzerland. Neat, eh?

Anyway, I'm going to read for a really short while, then remember to put my gloves on immediately, and then catch some healing sleep. At least I don't need to wake up until 10 to receive my meals. Nighty-night, all.
It's a mystery. Really. Though the humidity and threatening rain all day didn't help in the aching joints department. But, still, I woke up at 7:00 giving me loads of time until I was picked up at noon. I arrived at the water's edge around 1, then waited for Brian to arrive. Naturally he surprised me. We managed to get on to the 1:30 sailing. I loved the fact that, as it was a weekday, there weren't crowds. In fact, there were only 6 of us on the boat. So the second didn't need to use his mic and just spoke to us informally. Alas, the one hour sped by too quickly, but I loved just watching the rippling waves and feeling the breeze in my hair (and along my legs, so it was a good thing I'd worn my heavier pants).

After we disembarked, Brian and I walked slowly (ouch) to the Amsterdam Brew House. We managed to get a table overlooking the lake. Again, yay. He had a burger of some kind with fries, while I'd chosen Thai Green Curry Chicken in a delightful broth along with jasmine rice and an assortment of raw veggies. We both had a Bourbon Lemonade to begin. Whoa, mama. I really liked it. Then Brian had a Basil Berry Blast(?) which included acai and cranberry while I had a frozen lime margarita. After sitting for a long time and me becoming all stiff (mostly from the humidity), we decided to walk back to where my ride would be. He wanted to stop in at Pawsway but, as it was closed, I never got to find out what it was really about.

We stopped and sat several times along our stroll back. And, then, my ride showed up so I hugged Brian. It'll be a while before I see him again because he has big travelling plans - all the way across the Atlantic. Sigh. But he said he'd take my picture along and insert me into his sightseeing piccies. Uh-huh. So not the same thing (though I'm kidding, as I'm just not able to travel).

It was eerily quiet when I arrived at home. Odd, as I'd exited a war zone with two howling dogs. No wonder I was happy to be out for the day. The ironic thing is that a man was walking his sweet, well-behaved white dog while I was sitting on my walker waiting for my ride. Why? Why? Why? [Yeah, you can fill in the missing words.]

Anyway, I must get ready for more fun tomorrow. So that means resting my weary bones. But, first, I'm still processing the delightful Peg + Cat where all the characters were singing the transition and ending of Beethoven's Symphony #5. Yep, ta-ta-ta daaaah.
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