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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( 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.
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.
Definitely good when I got my meals delivered and then my groceries. Only one pout because they were out of stock of pots of fresh basil (I'd ordered two). Sigh. I wanted the lovely scent. But, otherwise, tons of gorgeous fruits and veggies. Yay!

The other good thing was watching two epis of Jeopardy! (yesterday's and tonight's). One of the clues had to do with a "water pig", otherwise known as a capybara. Wow! Even without knowing that species description, I already loved this animal. I guess instinctively for me a pig IS a pig! BTW, there's a small zoo in the city from which two capybaras - nicknamed Bonnie and Clyde - escaped and went on an adventure last summer. The duo returned in their own sweet time and are now the parents of triplets. All together now, Awwwwwwww.

So, I'm in charge of the cats for two nights. I'm crossing my fingers that they'll be good while I'm sleeping. In the meantime, there's a new Savage Love column on which I wish to make a comment. So I'm off to write it. And, then, some more reading in bed. Nighty-night, all.
First of all, I was very, VERY bad last night, staying up until 3:00 on the computer. Oh, well, I figured I'd catch up on my sleep in the morning. And so I did. When SuM left on her overnight trip, I kept the cats out as I was determined to do at least one chore. And I did. Even though it was semi-simple, I had to pull out a screwdriver from my tool chest. After I was done, I rewarded myself with a decadent shower in Euphoria. Uh ... blondie, what's so decadent about that? You always use Euphoria. Ah, but this time, after I'd scrubbed with the nylon-thingy-on-a-stick, I took the empty bottle of Euphoria which I'd filled with water in order to get every last smidgeon of shower gel out ... and I squeezed it out all over. ::jumps:: It was c-c-cold. But, hey, it was a silly way to use up all the good stuff.

I was also a happy camper when I booked all my girly appointments for next Friday, and then booked my rides. Really looking forward to it. I may have more on my social calendar next week as our new pastor candidate is going to have a couple of meet-and-greets, one in the evening and one next Saturday afternoon. I'd like to do Saturday so hope church-John might be up for it, too.

Tonight's Jeopardy was hilarious (and incomprehensible to most Americans watching). Alex was wearing a signature "Canada 150" sweater and spoke of how our country is celebrating its 150th birthday tomorrow. So he suggested that both countries (considering that we're still allies and friends and stuff) should just celebrate ALL the days from July 1st to 4th inclusive. Yeah, Alex, sure.

And, yes, the wine helped relax me together with a couple servings of cream of chicken soup. Though I'm wondering whether my palate is now rejecting Sauvignon Blanc as too dry. Very strange. I'm going to suck on a throat lozenge just in case. Weird body is ... weird.
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.
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!
It doesn't get more beginning-ary than becoming FB friends with the new Senior Pastor-Elect, does it. Hee! I noticed that he was becoming popular and thought I'd better slide right in there before he's inundated with hundreds of requests. He approved me immediately. And then I commented on his post, saying how proud and excited I am that he's coming and that I can't wait to hear him preach. Yay!

Church-John has agreed to the mini shopping trip and a meal tomorrow. I juggled the timing of the meal, moving it up to lunch, as SuM and I are supposed to have a movie night (and light dinner). More good stuff to look forward to.

I finally finished the "Figaro" book by Ellis Peters (the first I'd ever read from her). It was odd, but I'd enjoyed it. Tonight's Jeopardy! was a fiasco. Players exhibiting nerves, majorly forgetting to phrase the answer in the form of a question, and missing clues that were SOOOOO easy ... that both c-J and I'd been infuriated. Oh, I know we'll get over it, or find something else aggravating.

Anyway, I'm off to bed. Lots to do tomorrow including waking up early to book rides. Story of my life, it seems.
But at least it also allowed me to sleep in past 9 before I settled in to finish my book about Dewey, the library cat. Uh-oh. After being with that cat for 19 years of its ups and downs, I was heartbroken to read about his failing health and eventual death. So I cried. Lots and lots. I'm already exhausted.

I cried a few more times during the day. Watched a surprise makeover for a family ... and blubbered. Anything that aroused my empathy led to more tears. Finally, I couldn't stand it any more. I needed the company of another human being. Also a cat! So I went out on the back deck and was joined by SuM's gf. I told her about the book that had started it all. We talked about all sorts of things. I asked her questions about her cat and am now curious to figure out what cross-breed she is. Sounds fascinating.

Decided not to kill myself in the evening with laundry (extra loads), so I'll do it tomorrow late morning. Instead I began a new murder mystery. I'm also considering entering a writing contest (about faith) as a part of the celebrations surrounding Canada's 150th birthday. Just a wee problem: the deadline is June 30th. Eeeeeeeeeek. But I'm making it a wee bit easier, using autobiographical snippets and focusing on the meaning I found in performing and listening to music. And I'll see how it goes. There's a $10 registration fee; first prize is $10K, second is $2.5K with both stories being published. There's also a poetry category with the same prizes.

Speaking of music, I got Final Jeopardy! right. Ha, Beethoven's "Fur Elise" FTW. Anyway, my book is calling out to me, so I'm going to ::giggles:: surrender. TTFN.
Had a thoroughly wasted day, even if sleeping in a little past 9 was most pleasant. And I did progress in my lovely cat book. And Brian tagged me in a cute wee video of sailboats (that looked like toys) along OUR stretch of the lake. And I borrowed two more musically-themed murder mysteries.

But that's not enough for me. I'm just feeling restless. I may also be cranky because of tonight's Jeopardy! results. So superficial. However, I had to laugh when I found out that SuM and her gf were rebuilding the steps off the back deck ... after she got home from work. Sigh. Some people and their energy levels. In the meantime, I've been getting hotter throughout the evening which means the humidity is rising. Blech.

Okay, back to reading and trying to settle down for the night. TTFN.
Well, neither did I or tonight's Jeopardy! players. The clue rested on one word ("predicted"). Oh, J!, you tease us mercilessly.

But at least the weather stopped torturing us mercilessly. A cold front blew through, so the temp dropped to 68 around 2 p.m. and was only around 75 in the early evening. I'm just so grateful to be able to semi-function again. Speaking of ability to function, the admin of my meals provider asked me whether I'd ever written a grant proposal. No, but, hey, I'm willing to give it a go. She was talking about some past projects and then asked me if I'd have been interested - as I was "isolated". ::puts hands on hips:: Oh, did I set her straight. I may not go out often due to practical limitations, but I am SO not isolated. Not if I can reach out and blab about whatever here or text/e-mail a friend, and get into a conversation. Oy.

Had an unconventional night. I'd fallen asleep accidentally and woke up at 1:30. Immediately reached for "Little Blue" and continued reading the first opera murder mystery, not putting it down until 3-ish when I went to sleep. Later in the day, I finally finished this extremely convoluted book and found out its author had been Harry Truman's daughter. Most (all?) of her mysteries are set in DC, so I'm not surprised. I'm now in the middle of the second one which is so prim and proper (at least superficially). What a change of pace. I'm just waiting for "Little Blue" to finish recharging so I can read in bed again. And that, along with another chilled Perrier, is a wrap! Oh, wait, not quite. I'd received an e-mail from the theatre c-J and I want to visit regarding their accessibility policy. Even though it's general admission, they will permit my illustrious awesomeness (and escort) to seat ourselves early. Yay! And, now, I'm done.
Yeah, yeah, I aced Final Jeopardy! Even though I've never studied Greek (which Alex said would have helped). So, what was the answer? The category was Constellations. The brightest star in Sirius is the rival of the equivalent of Mars, the god of war. Naturally (okay, I'm stretching it), the question is "What is Antares?"

Otherwise, I had another quiet day. Had a full measure of sleep with an extension. Read a bit. The Gaiman is getting marginally better, though the grime is starting to squick me out.

Did laundry in the evening and put my shower mats in the machine, too. That means I'll be scrubbing my shower tomorrow. Oh, joy, NOT. My fingers are already aching. And I let myself down today. I should have been checking out details about the Science Centre trip a week from tomorrow, but I didn't. Because too many things hurt and the last thing I want (or need) is to be trooping through a cavernous building (even worse, with several subterranean levels). The last time I was there was nearly two decades ago when I could still walk and see. Sigh. Well, I'll think about the special tour tomorrow morning. Just too ouchy tonight. Okay, back to reading.
Up at 9:19 which was satisfactory. Meals were delivered late. Sigh. Fed the cats ... uh, let's make that ONE cat definitely, ONE cat only a few morsels, and ONE cat MIA. I'm sure you can guess who the culprits are. SuM came home, then left me in charge after 7. Luckily, she'd located Grumpy somewhere in the wild outdoors. The other two have been romping in my presence (they exhaust me). I hope they settle down for the night.

I had a weird disconnectedness today. How? Well, my phone was apparently not hooked up to any signals. No e-mails, no texts, and no phone calls. No news feed. But I only really caught on when I tried to call my meals provider after 4 to place my order. Sorry, phone doesn't work either. So I did a hard shutdown, then restarted about 5 minutes later. Big sigh of relief. Placed my order, then realized why Little Blue hadn't worked - when I tried to return library books. So I synched up again, returned two books (I'd finished the only Nero Wolfe book I'm ever likely to have borrowed) and d/l'd the latest one about the "Come From Away" story. Yay. Now I can climb into bed and read for a little while.

TV was disappointing again as I slept through most of the news, but watched my game shows disinterestedly. The clues for Jeopardy! were way too easy, though I thought "Nicea" was neat. Always fun when I can get a theological reference. Anyway, off to bed and reading for pleasure. Yes, please.
Well, the pain is self-explanatory. My stupid right leg. And yet, and yet, there were times during the funeral service for Sam's mom that I felt euphoric. Wow, endorphins do work. However, they didn't last long and I was lucky to just be in a state of equilibrium (which, in my case, means not screaming aloud with pain). Even Sam's partner was surprised to acknowledge that I was "smiling" even though I was in so much pain. Well, the extra pain killers helped a little bit.

What had also helped me set the mood was treating my poor lobster hands to a paraffin bath. Wow, they actually feel soft for a change.

So, the funeral was small, gentle, lovely, with a subversive undertone for which our church is famous. There was nostalgic music (I'm thinking these were the mom's fave pieces, mostly from the swing/big band era), and an outrageous children's poem that Sam read (performed!) from the pulpit. Lots of gorgeous music from the evening service choir. The service began late and went past the presumed ending time. So, it wasn't rushed. We were all invited to take the pots of cana(so?) lillies home to plant in our gardens. Church-John picked up two but gave them both to me.

There was delicious food at the reception (prepared by Sam's partner). I was ravenous and felt the need to soak up the painkillers. Then c-J drove me home, taking the lake drive again, bypassing silly city traffic. I got home close to 4. Oops. Cats milling around, wanting their lunch. After feeding them, I closed my door so I could have some uninterrupted time. And rest my leg. In the evening, I just watched the news and my game show repeats. Still got the Final Jeopardy! clue wrong. Seattle Needle? Galaxy Gold? Mmm ... what-evah.

Okay, preparing for cat shenanigans (but hoping they don't happen), I'd better get to bed and will read a bit from of "I am Pi". Discussed the book with c-J on our drive home. He says I may not be enlightened even after I've finished the book. Oh, Lord! Finally, I was surprised to get a FB friend request ... from SuM! Hee - she'll read my church posts and I guess I'll read her sporty posts. Symmetry of a sort.
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::
Nah, just a silly summary of my day. But-but-but, this morning I slept until 9:37. Truly, I'm amazed, even though I had to turn the lights on and crawl out of bed because I'd forgotten to take a swig of my cough syrup (which I desperately needed).

Today was ridiculously scorching hot. When I let Grumpy in after 3:00, the poor boy was so dehydrated. I get you, buddy. We're going to have another hot day tomorrow and then cold and rain for the long weekend. ::rolls eyes:: Typical Canadian tradition.

I was so aggravated during the day because I wanted to play a whole bunch of video clips on FB but I couldn't get the sound to work. Now, I know that I routinely lower the volume to nearly zero, especially before bed because the last thing I want to hear is the PINGGGG of FB Likes, etc. when I'm sleeping. So, I was so relieved when I restarted Firefox and pressed play on a "Come From Away" video. Yay. I can haz sound already.

So, what else was dork-tastic? Well, I really surprised myself during tonight's Jeopardy! getting all sorts of clues, especially Tudor history. Seriously, who knew! I was also having cravings for amazing seafood, so texted church-John whether we can go to the popular place near me next week. He is of a like mind, so now I can dream of those calamari. I'd even do a double order so I could bring the rest home.

Anyway, I hear there may have been some political announcement on the U.S. stations at 7:00 p.m. but I haven't seen anything on my computer yet because I was busy reading. Finished the first ballet book and have moved onto the second. Imagine a regular high school; now add the bitchiness, rivalry, and bulimia (to mention only a few aspects) of ballet academy. Set in Vancouver. Anyway, I'm returning to my relaxing reading. TTFN.
No surprise there. When I woke up a few minutes after 6, I immediately reached for the iPad and continued reading. I think this is my reward for having slogged through "The English Patient". The flow of words is smooth and effective in the form of Mark's personal log. Even when my iPad ran out of juice, I just clicked on the chapter I'd left off at using my desktop. And I'm still here, with just a few pages to go before the end. Yay.

In between bouts of delighted reading, I managed to watch the customary TV shows. I was sad to see the current Jeopardy! champ defeated after 6 wins. And I was very pleased to see how many clues I got correctly. Like the size of Montana ... or Jefferson fathering a whole lot of kids. After that, there was a weird but sad epi of N.C.I.S. where the only good thing was seeing Mark Harmon on a horse. Mmmmm. And Bull was IMO tragic, involving a hypnotic trigger for a young man to kill the person he was with. The real killer's intended victim was her father, but she ended up making him kill the only person in proximity ... his own father.

Anyway, I'm going to go finish my reading. So far, I only found one misused word: "racked" i/o "wracked". And noted there had been several icky details left out of the movie. Signing off with great satisfaction....
Yes, that's how cold I am right now. I just crawled out of bed where I'd been lying on my back, trying to warm my hands up by laying them against my ribs, letting the trapped air warm them from beneath the doubled-flannel layers as well as the comforter and fleece. That worked for a few minutes until the hands LEECHED the heat from my torso. WTF, body!?!

So, right now, I'm applying a few tidbits of chocolate to the problem. Had to remember where I kept the chocolate. Wasn't amused to find it in the "winter scene" cookie tin. Sigh. And I won't be able to read any more of "The Martian" with gloves on. BTW, the book's beginning is promising, though I've already noted how the screenwriter improved on one of the revelations, delaying it for greater impact. Yes, I'm impressed.

After adjusting my body position in the middle of the night to lying on my back, I still woke up with a clogged right ear and sinuses. Blargh. However, I also had faint memories of two reboot Trek hugs: Spock prime with the younger one; and Kirk and Spock. The funny thing about the latter was that there was nothing slashy about it, but just a lot of emotional intimacy and comfort.

Had a lazy day that included an unscheduled nap in the afternoon. The 6:00 p.m. news was overwhelmed with fires in the hydro vaults underneath a major intersection (King & Yonge) of our business district. It had begun shortly after 5. People were evacuated safely from one highrise office building and the worst part seemed to be the acrid smoke outside and complete disruption of vehicular and transit traffic. I seem to be a million miles away from where I worked for half my life.

After that, I watched my usual game shows. The current champ on Jeopardy! is delightful. He just barely won tonight's game - his 6th. I didn't get Final Jeopardy! because I know so little about the Supreme Court. While I'd been watching TV, I also worked on my grocery order. Finally submitted it. Will be experimenting with a few new items including blueberry mint iced tea, even though I was only looking for blueberry iced tea. Meh.
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