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.
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.
Despite the only disadvantage of waking up at 6:00 to be ready to go to the mall, I had a most relaxing day. Got the hair cut shorter. I don't necessarily like the look of it, but it needed to be shorter while we're being pestered with heat and humidity. Good thing I asked my stylist if she takes a summer vacay. Nope, she's gone in October, so I shall adjust my appointments accordingly.

Then my poor feet and hands were pampered. A new thing was getting a salt scrub on my feet to remove dead skin. It actually felt nice (much better than the pumice-like scraper). ::shudders:: I chose a dark pink for the toes with sparkly gold overcoat; and a lighter pink for the hands, also with the sparkly gold. I've decided to switch every single month. I figure I'll be down to dramatic charcoal by November.

Had just enough time to stop in the supermarket for a sandwich, egg'n'tater salad, and a ring of tiger shrimp with cocktail sauce. The menu for tonight was shrimp cocktail and a glass of white wine. To make upfor the missing basil in my grocery delivery, I bought a way-overpriced pot of organic rosemary. My fingers smelled wonderful from my fondling of the little trees!

SuM texted me that they were going to stay over another night because the traffic was gruesome. And here I flew home in contrast. Well, not to worry. The cats are safe (if bored) with me. Still, it means another sleepover. Yay.

Decided to tire myself out by doing the laundry while watching my game shows. Awww. The current $100K+ Jeopardy! champ was knocked off. How could he not have guessed "Lapplanders"? Anyway, I'm drooping, so should do the bed thing soon. Nighty-night.
... then there was the rest of my day. First, I got to waste two hours of my time waiting for my meals to be delivered. Surprise, blondie! Someone forgot to deliver them. ::growls in irritation:: So, I'll get them tomorrow. ::crosses fingers:: At least I had some good info from church-John. I wanted to go to church on Saturday to meet the new senior pastor, but he's suggesting this Thursday as there'll be a much more in-depth session about the selection process. Yes, please!

I finally got a chance to start getting ready slowly. Funny thing is that SuM and gf came home exactly when I was leaving. They enjoyed the boat ride. I sat in the hot sun (what an amazing day - finally) waiting for my minivan to arrive. It. Was. Late. Oh, well. I still arrived in good time shortly after 6:00 at the pub on the other side of the city. My new friend Janet had brought her mom again. And, natch, our leader was there. He'd already ordered appetizers to share with everyone. So I got to taste a deep-fried pickle (whoa! temperature too hot), calamari with garlic aioli (yummm), and some veggie bits (rejecting the hummus).

I myself ordered a summer special: thinly sliced seared tuna and mango on a bed of arugula, with avocado and sesame seeds, dressed in a wasabi vinaigrette. Wow. It was fabulous. Added a side order of sweet potato fries most of which I brought home. I also had two light beers with wedges of lime. As I was expecting my minivan at 8:30, I went to sit outside before 8:25. It arrived at 8:35.

I started feeling uncomfortable especially as we were travelling east - away from the sun. By the time I got home, it was 9:35. The driver helped me get into the garden and then I had help getting in the house. So ... I did this particular pub once, but I'm not going to travel that far again, especially not at night. Sigh. OTOH, I poked Janet to find us a Chinese restaurant to visit - even if it's nearer to her place.

Now it's time to let the painkillers do their work. Bouncing around in a minivan (why did it not have a stool for my feet) with legs hanging off the floor is always a recipe for disaster! So, pills, a tiny bit of reading, and then blissful (she hopes) sleep.
Sooooo, I'd planned to clean the bathroom today (which necessitates removing my towel and bed linen storage totes ('cuz there's no place else for them) as well as all of the fiddly stuff on top. Do you think I did any of that? Well, of course not, considering how much pain I was in since waking up. So, instead, I did the easy stuff such as washing out a mountain of recycling (gee, pop cans sure pile up). The funny thing is that just that movement lubricated my joints to the extent that I could have cleaned the bathroom ... but I had no time. Sigh.

So, I lay in bed and read, then frittered my time away. I also had this nagging feeling I'd forgotten something on TV. Checked the sheet of TV shows I'd prepared and found I'd missed last night's MasterChef. Oops. Luckily, I was still able to watch it even though 24 hours and a few minutes had passed. Got to see Gordon Ramsay make his scrambled eggs (that included crème fraiche). Mmmmmmmmm. After that, I had a simple warm bagel with paté and a vodka & tonic ... which means I'm feel very warm now.

Was too lazy today to call my hair and nail salons, so I'll have to do that tomorrow morning. And book my rides. Looking forward to being pampered next Friday. And also to having more opportunities of socializing this summer. Both are definitely a win-win and do drain a lot of the pain just from the psychological boost.
Brrrrrrrrr. I'm frrrrrreezing. This weather is so not my friend. But I had to get out of bed anyway. My meals were being delivered. And then I did a quick wipedown of the frost in my freezer. Oh, what a difference from my ancient fridge. This took me five minutes (okay, ten minutes tops). Such a relief.

But not so with feeling cold. I huddled under the four layers in bed, then finally located my velour top (still in the pile of clean laundry). Okay, finally feeling slightly better. Had some weird e-mail exchanges with church-John. Some of our friends want to join us at the theatre 13 days away. Hey, let's make it theatre followed by dinner. Sounds good to moi, the revived social butterfly.

I was shaking my head at the end of Jeopardy! because the player who'd otherwise been so good gave the wrong answer and lost. What was the clue: he bought (stated number) of land in Florida in 1957 under a fake name. This guy's response: Who is Trump? OMG, pick me up off the floor. So, Trump bought lots of land in FL - when he was TEN YEARS OLD?????????? Naturally (as both c-J and I guessed immediately), the answer was Walt Disney who used an alias so the sellers wouldn't jack up the price of the land.

I finally began to warm up after having a bowl of instant Asian noodles together with the rest of my wine (so, a small glass and a half). Now I'm feeling quite cozy. Anyway, I'm headed off to bed and reading. Didn't touch "Rogue One" at all today. I guess I didn't want to expose anything (not even a hand) while I was so uncomfortable.
Sigh. I could feel my pulse in my neck as I burrowed my head into my pillow trying to find a position where it wouldn't happen. Somehow (magic?) I managed to fall asleep but it certainly wasn't enough when I woke up at 5:40 ugh-o'clock.

But I was a happy camper off to my blind group meeting. I finished the word game and packed it up along with my iPad. Yes, I was experimenting, carrying it in an old designer handbag that had always looked and felt awkward. But it fits the iPad perfectly and the semi-long straps can hang off my walker handle. Total win for the blonde who just saved some money.

What did not please me was walking out onto a wet deck, then cringing as I stepped through soaked grass with open-toed shoes. Ick. I arrived at the centre really early, so tried reading my book in the lobby. Rats. There was too much glare from both the overhead lights and the windows. So I guess I won't be packing it any more.

The meeting was lots of fun. We played my game and there was lots of laughter. Now I have a whole year to come up with another one. Before lunch I paid for church-John's and my trip tickets. Yay!!! Lunch was terrific: a selection of subs, 'tater salad and a homemade pasta/quinoa/slivered veggie salad, cheese'n'crackers, a variety of cookies and cakes, and cans of drinks. Yum. My new friend Janet and her mom Avis sat with me. Janet is a scream: we're egging each other on. If I go to something, she'll come, too; and I'll do the same thing. She's coming on the trip but said she's also attending the pub night next Tuesday. So I decided to do it, too. Even though it's all the way across the city and I'll be getting home late. SuM had better leave the kitchen light on.

When I got home I e-mailed Janet, confirmed times, RSVP'd the group, booked my rides, exchanged more giddy e-mails with Janet. Yes, we're officially silly. Today I was lucky that Grumpy actually came inside the house when I called him. What a relief. Exchanged texts with SuM, and also with c-J about the trip.

Read a bit more of "Rogue One" and I should be sliding into bed soon and reading for a while. And, then, I'm hoping for some respectable sleep. ::crosses fingers::
Well, when I wasn't watching yesterday's church service and writing about it. Wasn't too thrilled to wake up at 7:35 (yuck) after staying up late. But I made myself do the summary and posted it while sharing the FB Live post. So glad that's done.

Then I got serious about reading "Rogue One". I had no idea that is such a long, looooooooong book. Mind you, I didn't know as I was reading on the iPad which doesn't show page numbers (unless they're in invisible print, not lol). But, as the iPad is just finishing recharging, I've switched to the desktop which DOES show numbers. Yikes! I guess I can see why, considering nearly everybody's thought processes are detailed. I wish I'd read this shortly after seeing the movie; I might not be as confused now.

And, speaking of reading, Happy Potter!Versary. I can't believe it's been 20 years, even though I didn't get into the books until at least 2002. Yes, I was slow to catch on but quick to catch up.

I loathed the weather today. In the middle of the day, we started getting rumbles of thunder and it got dark. And I got incredibly cold, so huddled under four layers of bedding - which still wasn't enough. It was horrible. And then I had to get out of bed to see where the cats were. Even though the deck was wet and it was chilly out, Mr. Grumpy refused to show up. Sigh. And only one cat was interested in food. Sigh again. But, hey, I took care of them the best I could. Then back to bed with me.

Apart from my usual TV routine, the best part of the evening was having two glasses of wine, one with hot soup, the second hours later with paté on a warm bagel. Only then did I finally feel warm. Anyway, I have to force myself to go to sleep early tonight as I'm being picked up at 8:35 ugh o'clock tomorrow. And I haven't finished my word game yet. Oops! And eeeeeek!!!
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( Jun. 24th, 2017 11:24 pm)
Can't remember when I woke up (and I've only had one very small glass of rosé). but it wasn't early. I still dawdled for a couple of hours before having brekkie. Continued reading my Holmes-Phantom book and finally finished it. I was very pleased to see how the author concluded with a redeeming twist.

Remembered too late (while doing laundry) why my left shin was aching. Yes, I'd had a wee fall yesterday ... but at least it was the other leg for a change. Sigh. Had the place to myself for the whole day because SuM had gone downtown for the Dyke March. And I'd cleaned out my fridge - throwing out a few items but also eating things (Oka cheese, black ripe olives) to go with that glass of wine. Hey, it worked.

After watching my usual evening TV, I decided to read a longish SGA fanfic. Just finished it so I think I should go to bed soon. I want to be up before the service starts and hope I can watch it online. ::crosses fingers::
How cold was I? Cold enough to pull on my black velour top, raid the freezer for an M&M French onion soup, and gobble the soup along with hunks of a warm bagel. Okay, now I feel a little better. As has been happening lately, I woke up after 9 (with only one small bump after 7). Took it easy today as obviously my system was having problems adjusting from yesterday's see-saw weather conditions.

Instead of hitting "Rogue One", I decided to go with "Angel of the Opera", the Holmes book. What a surprise to see that the author has done a mashup, pairing it with the "Phantom of the Opera". Along with Christine, etc. I have NO idea where this is going to end up, but I'm learning about the amazing things that could be done with gas lamps, even though dangerous and uncomfortable, also the meaning/origins of "limelight".

Managed to squeeze in last night's MasterChef. Ha! I always wonder whether the people being honoured via two teams competing ever come down with food poisoning. Otherwise, I watched my usual evening fare, aka the news and game shows. And, then, the soothing background sounds of cartoons. Oh, wait. The delightful "Magic Flute" music was on Peg + Cat. Now I must catch up with what my friends have been posting. TTFN.
Gee, those nasal cilia can really trap ... stuff. Mind you, when I first showed up at the lake at 9:40, I had frequent bouts of coughing, as if all that fresh air were a foreign substance. But I got used to it eventually.

It was an odd day weather-wise. We'd have 5 minutes of a stiff breeze, sending droplets of lake water to sting (where I was relieved I'd worn my heavier wide pants and rolled the sleeves of my capelet down) followed by 5 minutes of scorching sun (where I'd roll the cuffs up and turn my back to the sun so that the black fabric would entice a generous application of healing heat). Interesting fact: my leg didn't hurt AT ALL while I was there. Mind you, I had a rough time making it onto the boardwalk (just to say I'd been at the start and finish marks, lol) because pushing a walker through damp sand is HARD AS HELL WORK.

I was pleased to see the friend I'd made a couple meetings ago show up with her mom (who lives with her in the hot weather and returns home to Jamaica when it's cold). My friend was wearing bling-y gold earrings and a pendant, while I'd deliberately left off any earrings and wore a red satin scarf tied Audrey Hepburn style. At least it was something.

After the walk, we had a great bbq. I was still full from yesterday, but enjoyed one great burger, along with a Coke, raw carrots, a fruit cup and two mini granola bars. Only much later did someone discover there were tomatoes. I'd ignored the lettuce because it was still in bags. Oops? I was so pleased to hear our President announce that we'd exceeded our financial goal. I was impressed. There are obviously a lot of supportive people helping the group ... and I'd helped too with my appeal. Yay for all of us!

I was expecting my ride home at 2:30. Janet and her mum had a 2:15 time. So I joined them on the struggle to get back to the pickup place. Better to sit and relax instead of hurrying. I was picked up at 2:20 and was home very quickly. So relieved and exhausted, but feeling so fine. I read for a while. Think I might start reading "Rogue One" tomorrow (so I can tell what happened in the movie). And, now that I'm home, my leg hurts. Listen stupid leg, you were behaving before. Sigh. Anyway, I'm hoping for lots of gorgeous sleep. Mmmmmmm.
After another great sleep (yay!), I woke up to the alarm at 7 to book my rides for next Tuesday. Done. Then I went back to bed and continued rereading the Gander book. Oops. I spent so much time reading, I didn't have brekkie. It was around 10:50 when I heard knocking. Uh-oh. I dashed (okay lurched) to the front door. It was my meals lady - but she was really early. Still, now that I had that done, I could return to reading and very slowly getting ready to go out. But I cheated. Just washed my face and didn't put on any powder. Church-John arrived around 1:30 and I was ready for him.

We did some shopping for necessities at Canadian Tire then went to find the restaurant SuM had taken me to. With only one U-turn, we got there and, after I expressed the need for non-excruciating seating, were shown to a very nicely padded and comfy booth. Ahhhhhhh.

C-J and I each ordered a glass of Pino Grigio. Our server told us the "bowls" were on special for only $15 (reg. $22-and up), so I ordered the same one I had (Black & Blue, steak slices, blue cheese, etc. yummy etc.). It was even better this time, perhaps because it was the middle of the afternoon. I also ordered sweet potato fries with garlic mayo. Nommm. Obviously, I brought most of it home but was urged to get the Crème Brulée for dessert. Heavenly. Then we had to get me home because I had to make a phone call.

In the evening (after I'd watched my game shows including a much better Jeopardy!), I joined SuM at 8:00 for our informal Movie Night. This time, we watched "Hail Caesar", a very quirky film about the golden days of Hollywood from the Coen brothers. I have to check all the musical numbers in it. Right now, I'm just munching on my fries and thinking about going to sleep. It's going to be a very long day at the Walk-a-thon, but I'm sure I'll have - what else but - more fun!
Still, I'm moaning from the gustatory delights from dinner tonight, courtesy of SuM who was also treating her gf (whose b'day is this Sunday). We went to a bar/hangout-type place not too far away. I'd never heard of the place. But the food was first rate. I had a glass of Chardonnay (the only house white) and then I ordered a "Black and Blue" bowl. Sounds weird and klunky, right? But it was divine. Here's the description:
Sautéed Beef Tenderloin, Mushroom, Red Onion, Spinach, Blue Cheese, Peppercorn Cream Sauce with Penne. With extra Parmesan and freshly ground black Pepper on top.
Holy moly, it was amazing. I originally thought it was in a red wine sauce. But no matter. The taste clincher was the blue cheese. OMG. I so want to come back here, and have already decided who my dining companions will be. Resistance is futile. Yes, indeedy!

Before that, I enjoyed yet another good night of sleep. Honestly, I think that ice cold can of Coke every evening sends me right over into dreamland. I am so not complaining. I polished off the rest of the Champagne (a measly inch in the flute) for brekkie (along with a virtuous Vegetable and Lentil Pot Pie)!

I finally finished my second "Come From Away" book. Yes, I cried in lots of places. I've started a new book that SuM just finished reading in hardcover, though she mentioned she'd read it before. It's Neil Gaiman's "Neverwhere". I'm finding it weird, but will keep going. I also put a hold on a recc from a church/FB friend. It's "shrill" by Lindy West. The cover is striking.

I caught up with the second epi of the newest season of MasterChef. I guess today was a good day to spark ALL of my culinary senses, even if all I was doing was watching. Anyway, I think I should go to bed soon. I have a book to read. No boredom today which is a very good thing. And I also imparted some practical advice on the Savage Love Letter of the Day. Busy, busy, bu....
OMG. I'm old. It's no wonder I feel so wiped out just from being treated. Anyway, I survived, lol. Though the day started out drizzly and cold (ack, rain, don't drip on my hair), we ended up with a majorly sunny though cool and breezy afternoon. I was thrilled to wear my new "designer" jewellery (though the wee jewelled flower which is part of the clasp refuses to lie flat against my neck; do I need lessons in ::giggles:: product placement?). Church was - as usual - fabulous. After church, I had to hang around waiting for Ash and church-John to finish their once-monthly volunteer duties, counting the offering. So I indulged in the smallest piece of birthday cake. And waited. Normally, I don't get a chance to observe a lot after church as I have to be out the door to catch my ride. But, today, I watched as people seemed reluctant to leave the social hall despite the clock hands climbing toward 2:00. There were several tables set up and still active: Trans awareness, Trans Pride, Social Justice Network fund-raising environmentally friendly steel water bottles, a T-shirts for Pride table, and finally the Children's sewing class.

Finally, Ash and c-J were finished (of course there had been discrepancies in the count), so we could go to my fave brunch place in the village (Café California). As I still felt stuffed, I ordered a Western Cmelette (with calming, healthy eggs) along with Canada's Hangover Cure (aka a Bloody Caesar). Now I wasn't hung over, but thought my stomach would absorb its prophylactic properties! The restaurant was really sweet. Hearing it was my birthday, they presented me with a slab of chocolate cake (with mango? cream and white chocolate? cream). I shared it with c-J while Ash had just a smidgeon of the cream. I finally spilled the details of the blind group's fall trip and c-J is VERY interested. Turns out he's never seen the G&S operetta either. I thought we should both brush up on the lyrics before we go as they'll be delivered at a really fast clip.

Then it was time for the sleepy blonde to come home. I wasn't just sleepy, I was lethargic, much too incapable of writing my review. So I made a placeholder FB post, letting people know I'd write it tomorrow, blaming birthday "fatigue". I tried to read for a while (this time a Nero Wolfe mystery), but was too tired. So, after the 6:00 p.m. news, I dozed off for a couple of hours. I also found out inadvertently who'd won MasterChef Canada. Oh, terrific, it's the contestant I was rooting for. Now I can enjoy watching the Finale in peace. Yay. When SuM came home from work, I asked her when she thought we should go to dinner (obviously, the last thing on my mind). She suggested Thursday. Oh, thank goodness. I may be hungry by then, lol. Now I'm looking forward to sleeping in (please, universe) tomorrow morning, then lounging around. And possibly getting around to making that big salad.
Hmmm. Does that mean time stretches when it's warm out and contracts when it's cold? Ha! Imagine a pompous investor (but without the humility of a philanthropist) trying to pull that one over our fave snarky astrophysicist, MRM, PhD, PhD, etc.

Well, my birthday is stretching ever so long (not that I'm complaining; it's simply an observation). Today it was Brian's turn to share in the festivities. He also brought the new protective coating and military-force case for Niebieski Motylek ("Little Blue Butterfly" in Polish, "Little Blue" abbreviated), my newly named iPad who joins his big sister Liblikas. Oh, what a relief to have a proper case.

He even brought me organic strawberries ... and an honest-to-goodness birthday card. Now I'm really impressed, because it seems everybody has stopped giving (especially mailing) greeting cards. Everything is electronic these days. So it was a lovely gesture to receive something tangible that can actually be displayed on my dining table, along with the tulips.

After fiddling around with both computers, we finally left to drive to the Indian restaurant. We were determined to eat two orders of Tandoori Shrimp. We did. Along with a Papadum, Plain Naan (I'm on duty tomorrow), Sautéed Scallops (unexpectedly served in a strange but tasty sauce), and Chicken Biryani that came with Raita. Also, a Gin'n'Tonic each. Nom. We may have slightly overestimated how much we could eat, but we've done that before. So I ended up with lots of leftovers to keep me company at home.

Once I was home, I collapsed. I'd had tears in my eyes from some of the spices, and now I was sweating. Oh, well, it's good for the body.

After watching the news and my game show repeats, I returned to reading "The Martian" with Little Blue propped up on my torso as I was lying in bed. Even though the case feels very heavy, and the lid isn't quite in the right position, it still made a huge difference in my ability to pretend-hold it. I was only touching it barely, to keep it stable. My poor hands are so grateful. As a result, I finally managed to finish my second read-through of the book. Yay.

Now I'd better think of sleep and church and wearing nice things. Well, almost all nice things. If it's raining, I'll have to wear more practical footwear. ::still crosses fingers for nice weather::
So, back to yesterday. It was a glorious day out, with sun and reasonable temperatures (meaning better than a few measly degrees north of freezing). I was picked up early by an impatient driver but still was happy to arrive at the mall around 9:45. My stylist spotted me; then I went next door to the salon to choose my nail polish colour.

The experience this time was more relaxing. I had a comfy chair at the "marination station" while the colour was absorbed. When she'd washed it out, she left the conditioner in for at least 15 minutes to repair my hair. Then she started cutting. I'm still not happy with the cut. I need for it to look like the magnificent do I had two months ago. I think my hair'll have to grow a bit longer. Still, I asked for a lighter blonde shade ... and got it! Yay.

After picking up ::coughs:: "lunch" (a milk chocolate with almonds bar), I walked back to the nail salon. They did things differently than other nail salons. One feature was dropping a hot towel over feet (also hands) before the massage. Though I'd nixed the massage over broken foot/leg bones, she was amazing with my hands, performing deeply penetrating manouevres along with multi-directional wrist stretching. Using that apricot & aloe vera cream. Mmmm. Although the colour I'd chosen (gold beige) was more gaudy than I'd wanted, it's still nice to have properly tended nails. And, hey, I can choose something more discreet (hey, blondie, since when are YOU discreet?) next month.

After I was done in that part of the mall, I still had time to kill. So I picked up 4 frozen French Onion Soups at M&M (on sale, even) heading to the supermarket where all I got was a tub of potato&egg salad and a prepared Black Forest ham wrap. I ate half (oh, nutrition!), then went outside to wait for my minivan, expected at 3:50. It was a few minutes late, but I was just relieved to be on my way home.

When I finally had dinner, it was one of the French Onion Soups accompanied by a flute of Champagne. [Still one flute left.] I was very fuzzy and so sleepy. I couldn't pay attention to the finale of MasterChef Canada so will watch it another time. I dozed off while watching a rerun of MacGyver. After waking up and posting, I stayed up until ... 3(?). Why? I don't know. Hey, I'm blonde (again), so I can do whatever I want. Well, within reason. Anyway, now that I've posted, I can return to finishing reading "The Martian". Also a huge yay!
Just HOW relaxed are you, blondie?

Uh ... floating off into an unexpected nap fuelled by apricot-aloe vera hand massage cream (ohhhhhhh, that massage was intense). Also the glass of Champagne and French onion soup may have contributed to the loose-limbed effect (and overall fuzziness). So blonde will not try to describe her ultra-relaxed day until tomorrow. ::nods firmly::
Tags:
* waking up way too early and staying awake
* admiring the shiny nature of the pink gold in my new bling
* reading more of "The Martian"
* receiving oodles of best wishes by text, e-mails, FB, in person and over the phone
* getting lots of gorgeous foodies (and wine) delivered
* revelling in the scent of "Euphoria" from my shower gel all the way to perfume (but where are my solid perfume and silky cream?)
* opening a bottle of Champagne like a pro (parallel to the floor, turning the bottle against the cork)
* drinking two flutes of bubbly (flutes courtesy of church-John)
* savouring smoked salmon on fresh artisanal bread
* eating overpriced blueberries
* staggering from the pain and weakness while doing the laundry BZZZZZZT. Wait! What? Oh, well, we all know that I mix chores in with indulging myself.

Yes, yes, it was, is, and shall be for the next few days, a celebration of my birthday. Hilariously, when a friend called me this evening and asked - out of curiosity - how old I was, I knocked TEN years off the total! Ha - I wish. My joints would be dancing with glee. At least the bubbly managed to contain the pain for a little while.

Anyway, I need to slide into bed, even if I spend a bit more time reading. But I'm worn out. Even spending the day pampered tomorrow comes with an expenditure of energy, being away from home, etc. Crossing my fingers. Night-night, all.
I decided to stay up anyway so I could book my rides at 5. Still don't know why I didn't try sleeping after that, so I read and puttered around. That was my entire day apparently. Well, having a fun back-and-forth with Brian about aspects of our upcoming get-together; placing my grocery order; and chasing cats, too, including Grumpy who decided to remain AWOL. Decided against doing the laundry until SuM came home from work and breathlessly announced she was going away until Sunday afternoon. So, with the house to myself (and assorted cats), I decided to get it over with. At least I managed to stay awake for most of Jeopardy! But I did doze off earlier.

Had a meagre dinner (I think one warm bagel and the last glass of Sauvignon Blanc qualifies). But I'm not feeling hungry. After the laundry was done, the pain in my right leg began to leech out. I'm ready to head to bed and read for a wee bit. And, then, universe, please may I have some more (sleep)? I am SO crossing my fingers.
How weird? How about waking up at 4:47 weird ... and staying up reading. Sigh. I guess sleep was off the menu for the night. So that meant I had tons of time to prepare for my lunch date. Naturally, I splurged and continued to read. I finally finished the music-related Jessica Fletcher mystery. When I finished, I was surprised to find one tear sliding down my face. I felt a personal connection to the victim ... and then he got a Jazz Funeral in Nola!

After that, I sank into reading a time-travel fix-it SGA fic. The writing was just dreadful ... but the ideas were fabulous. You know, dichotomies such as that give me a headache. Sigh. So I finished getting ready and was sitting on the covered porch when church-John drove up after 1:30. I was surprised to see how hot the sun was, even though my computer kept insisting it wasn't even 60F. We had a delightful drive up with the windows wide open. I splurged again at the restaurant, ordering a calamari appetizer, a medium coleslaw, a side of enormous onion rings, and a Coke. There was also soft rye bread and butter. I ended up taking most of the onion rings, most of the coleslaw, and a hunk of bread home.

C-J and I always have fascinating conversations and this was another opportunity for us to gab away. I'm pouting, though, because he's already visited the lavish filtration plant before. He was sad to hear that the lack of parking OR elevators would make it impossible for me to visit. So that means ... never. I iz sad.

The weirdness continued after he dropped me off at home at 4. I was so out of it. Finally finished reading the future-fic, then headed to bed. Missed bits and pieces of the news. Even worse, Jeopardy! was a haze, Missed almost all of it. But what if they'd had neat clues! Anyway, I hope the extreme fatigue translates into a proper night of sleep for me. ::begs the universe::
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