First of all, I. SLEPT. Woo with a side order of hoo. I'd gone to bed around 1:15 and slept until 10:15. It felt amazing. Then I got to be lazy all day long. Exchanged e-mails with church-John. I had to laugh, because the resto we visited yesterday commented on my FB post. So I commented back. Mentioned how much blind old moi appreciated the fact that they put their menus on their website. Also signed up for a book club at my vision loss group. Our first meeting will be at the end of October. On a weekday. Mid morning. All are eminently doable.

Continued reading my latest Sawyer book that is captivating ... about the existence of the last conscious thought that apparently houses the soul as it escapes the confines of the dying body.

Reverted back to old behaviours as I drifted off during the 6:00 p.m. news. Oops. Managed to watch most of WoF and all of Jeopardy! Then was confronted by the wasteland of no new premieres on TV. So I'm listening to songbirds. So very pretty and soothing.

I think I'm headed to bed, as I'm yawning (an excellent sign, believe me). I'll try to read for a while (though it's harder to absorb philosophical and biological principles when I'm sleepy). I can't believe tomorrow is already Friday. Just where did my week go?
So, I had a do-nothing morning while hearing all the frantic activity as SuM and S were making sure they'd packed everything in the car for their vacay. My meals arrived just before they left. At least I was spared sitting and waiting in the living room while they buzzed about.

I sent in an e-mail to the meals admin so she could plug in my income and expenses into her subsidy formula. Then I went to bed to watch cartoons and dozed off. When I woke up, I had a reply saying I should still be good for this year. Yay. I approve.

I nodded off - again - during the evening news. Help. Then I watched my usual evening shows. I also had N.C.I.S. on while I played on the computer. I managed to turn around to watch Mark Harmon ride a horse (yes, I am eminently silly) but ... hot damn!

The cats are safe and secure, so there's an upside to my depriving myself of a social activity tonight. Still, it would have been nice to be able to go to my blind group's Pub Night in the west end (they had great food and were most hospitable). Alas, it wasn't meant to be as returning to an empty house in full dark, even with the driver's assistance, would not have been wise. So, I'm going to e-mail our group's Pres. to say I'm sorry I couldn't be there.

And, now, I'm returning to my Agatha Christie. Hope I finish soon.
Yup, hard to believe but.... Yesterday I received mail from the city's housing authority. I'm on a years'-long waiting list for RGTI housing. I've missed receiving important mail from them and have complained, the last time being in a registered letter sent IIRC in mid-March. And it took them until YESTERDAY to reply to me. Siiiiiiiiigh. Anyway, now I can indicate choices about the housing I'd like, even if nothing happens, but I will have had the illusion of choice.

Now back to last night. I did go to bed after posting but couldn't fall asleep. So I crawled out of bed and continued reading Agatha Christie. Until 4:00 a.m.! Somehow (miracle), I managed to fall asleep and, with the exception of 6:20, slept until my alarm at 8:00. But I feel so worn out.

Got ready for my visit to my eye specialist. It's a cloudy but breezy day. Still, I don't like the dullness of the sky. My driver took me past the church (which I thought was hilarious). When I arrived, I decided not to do panic shopping at the drugstore, so just got money from the bank, then sat outdoors where two people recognized me (the first an old neighbour from last decade who kissed both the top of my beret and my hand,the second a church friend I'd seen only yesterday). My appointment was for 1:00 and I was the first patient seen. I like our visits but today's was very frustrating. Between the inadequate sleep, too much reading, and not enough sunlight to encourage my pupil to dilate, my vision was the worst it's ever been. I could barely see the outline of the giant E. And the second slide seemed to be in red spider scribbles. Uh-oh. Still, he's so funny, he made me laugh. I told him about how much I enjoy being in the new group because of trips and parties and he observed he'd always thought I was a "party girl"!

Being done so quickly was unexpected, so I just vegged in the lobby and waited. For a very long time. But my ride finally came at 3:00 and we were on our way via a detour. Past the museum where I also caught a glimpse of my old building, down the street where I'd eaten at a sushi restaurant, across the street from the building in the chich neighbourhood where I had a fab summer job for two summers. And, then, he got me home very quickly. Yay!

Had a very quiet evening with the customary TV shows. I finished the first Christie Book, but have to reread the last chapter because I got confused. Oops. Better slide into bed soon to recuperate.
Well, at least I had some decent sleep. When noises irritated me out of my slumber, I thought it was around 7. Imagine my delighted surprise to see that I'd slept all the way to 9:47. Much, much better. What wasn't better was submitting church-John's and my waiver forms to my blind group for the trip. It took me ::growls:: two whole hours. First I had to actually locate where the template was. Oh, look. It's on Google Drive that I loathe using. Once that was out of my way I could actually enjoy brekkie!

And, yes, there was major container washage in the afternoon. Life is short, but recycling is ... eternal. Or something ridiculous like that.

I finished my ballet book. I was intrigued to read that the author had been a dancer for 10 years. So the balletic parts were realistic. The Antarctic thing? Just her personal obsession. Anyway, I enjoyed it so much, I borrowed another book by her, this one about a teenage girl who's coerced into working for her family's cemetery business. Yay for more fun reading.

The evening news revealed a wonderful scenario. Because of the turmoil in the U.S. and opposition to you-know=who, tourism to Canada - and TO specifically - has increased substantially. Compared to one year ago, international tourism is up 18% in TO and tourism from Mexico is up 90%!!!!! Digest those numbers. Naturally, increased tourism is terrific for our financial stability. After the news, I watched my game show repeats. Now I'm just chillin' listening to rainforest bird and rain sounds. I guess I should head to bed soon.
First the sleep. Was irritated to have woken up shortly after 7. Not impressed. I read for a tiny bit, then managed to slip back to slumber and didn't wake up until 10. Much better. Continued slogging through the Trek novel until I was felled with lethargy at 4:10, when I set the alarm for 5:50 and dropped off again. I have no idea why my body is acting this way.

In the evening, I managed to watch the news and my game shows, then returned to reading. Getting close to the end which is a relief as the book will expire in just a few hours.

Had a bit of fun with Brian who baited me (ME?) with a FB post about making cultured butter (oh, he's baiting me all right) that he seasoned with a salt from the most imperial salt chest (a gift from me, natch) with no name, just the number 3. That's because there had been a master list of all the salts. Which Brian lost. So I (moi!) found the list on my computer (yay for blind detecting), chastised him mildly on his post, then resent a copy to him. Aren't I the best chosen big sis? Anyway, I suggested he invite me over in September and he agreed. He'll even put on a tea spread. I like that idea very much.

I also received a response form from my blind group asking for info for our upcoming trip. I sent the form to church-John, asking him to fill out his own. I really can't wait for that trip. Too bad it's like 8 weeks away. Wah. Oh, well, I'm sure I'll find something to do to distract me. ::begs the universe for a nice distraction::
Until I had a personal confrontation with ... strawberry jam???

Well, it all started so easily. My minivan showed up at 10:05 and then I was taken on a convoluted route while the driver picked up and dropped off others. But I eventually arrived at the restaurant in High Park which, for the benefit of strangers, I like to boast - cuz trufax - is larger than Monaco, around 11:15. There were already a couple people whom I knew, so we sat together until the gaggle of people arrived. I ended up sitting with the woman I'd sat next to at both pub nights. She's in a wheelchair with an extension for her legs, so usually sits at the end of the table. Anyway, I liked the fact that we already knew each other.

So ... strawberry jam??? I ordered a Mediterranean omelette which came with tiny home fries as well as two slices of toast and - yes - packets of the jam. I wasn't aware I'd dribbled or otherwise smeared some beyond the rim of my plate closest to the edge of the table. You can fill in the sticky blanks. I ended up with jam on the front of my jumper and my capelet. Some might have even penetrated through the thin material of my jumper and onto my trousers. Yuck. Yuck. Yuck. I tried to clean some of it, but knew that only a shower and laundry would really work. Anyway, I sat outside with my two friends until my ride came, luckily at 2:10 as scheduled.

When I got in, I had a lovely Euphoria experience and got my laundry done. What a relief. I'd already conveyed to SuM and gf that I'd bring over the bottle of Hypnotiq and Bourbon Maple Walnut tarts while we watched SNL Weekend Update. SuM loved-loved-loved the Hypnotiq. We all had two glasses of it on the rocks. So what was the occasion? Well, I thought we should celebrate the fact that SuM's gf had just officially moved in this week. To my surprise, I found out that her cat is too scared to come down so has been hiding in the bedroom. So I may have to wait a while before I get to meet her.

Right now, I need to take my painkillers ('cuz my knees are protesting long minivan rides) and perhaps read for a little while. I'm glad I don't have to go anywhere until Sunday. Yay for time to recuperate.
But I was especially thrilled to sleep in all the way to 9:26 (after going to bed minutes before midnight). In a house with a grumpy "Grumpy" cat, even. A blessing, indeed.

Was busy reading both my Trek eBook and SGA fanfic on the desktop. And I got another load of laundry done. Always makes me feel so virtuous and it even smells and feels good.

Tried yet a different water today, San Benedetto. Hmm. Still thinking about it, but it's quite possible that I may be a Perrier loyalist no matter what. Also gorged on fresh apricots as I noticed they were beginning to spoil (after only two days). Boo to impulsive fruit.

Was surprised to receive a "how are you" e-mail from one of the more sociable people in my old blind group. She had two more eye surgeries this year, so I guess I'll learn all about them at our meeting in September. Anyway, I'm headed back to bed and my Trek book. Library deadlines are a pain.
OMG. I was SO sick this afternoon and didn't know whether I'd actually make it out the door for Pub Night. I know, I know. How shallow of me. But these were my peeps and this was another opportunity to meet a few new people. Luckily, after taking necessary measures (miraculous meds), I managed to be out the door shortly after 3:30. I was being picked up at 3:55 for an arrival time of 4:45. Naturally (ha!), my minivan got me there at 4:19. I was the first one there and had the run of the place. But, OTOH, I got to talk beer with the bartender. I'd originally asked whether they had (non-alcoholic) Jamaican ginger beer (to settle my tum) but they had real alcoholic ginger beer. So I ordered it. It was quite nice, even if it's alcohol percentage was low. But I thought I should play it safe.

After a while people began dribbling in. One woman I remembered from the last pub night. Then a man who's starting a book club sat across from me. Later, I met a charming Englishwoman who said her visual impairment manifests in fuzzy vision, what we might see in a flashback sequence in an old movie. So I had loads of peeps to talk to. Apart from the beer (times two), I splurged on calamari ... and then had no appetite to tackle the lamb curry. So it's currently sitting in the fridge for tomorrow.

I'd been so worried about being picked up at 8:20 p.m. but my driver was early. Still we went "sightseeing" as he picked up another client. But he got me home at 9:05, while there was still a tiny bit of light ... and he did help me into the house. Bless him.

This morning, after another disruptive night, I began reading my Trek book. Oh, hi, Wesley. He was back from the Travelers who'd all bugged out when he told them of the star-eating machine. So, when your cohorts can't help you, you seek out your good pal Jean-Luc Picard. ::nods sarcastically:: Uh-huh. Now I think I'm going to watch tonight's epi of MasterChef and then call it a night. Hello, night!
First of all, body (yes, I'm talking AT you), I didn't appreciate being woken up at 4:40. The alarm is set for 5:45. Can you tell the difference? Sigh. Anyway, I got ready and put on my pretty pearls with added bling. My ride wasn't until 9:15, so I had a bit of time to relax. As I seemed to be on a completely different schedule, I didn't arrive at church until 9:55.

Church was - as always - fabulous. Our Presider gave us "blanket permission" to dance during the Offertory - a Mamma Mia medley! I had to giggle as my jeweller was in attendance and made a beeline for me to compliment me on the goods. I also received another compliment and told the person that it was my melted down wedding rings ... which she thought was cool.

Church-John gave me the ticket for Brent's retirement bash. I'll have to pay him next week. And arrange for him to take me up north to get my brakes fixed.

So, blondie, where's the excruciating pain, already? Patience, grasshopper, here it comes. When I arrived home and stowed my walker in the garden, I walked up the back deck steps and reached for the back door knob. It. Did. Not. Move. Arrgghh. SuM had left on vacation and locked the back door (for which there is no key). So I had to not only hobble back down the driveway, but gingerly climb up the steps and try to open the screen door at the same time. The same screen door that is not secured, so it will flap all the way open. It's a wonder it didn't break off. By the time I got in, I was in so much pain, especially in my feet.

But I couldn't relax, as I had my review to write of the service. Sometimes I amaze myself and this was one of those times. When I finished, I fed the cats, and then - just before I collapsed - I sent a long e-mail to my blind group. They were asking for feedback and ideas. Oh, boy, did I give them feedback! I still hadn't had any lunch. I then watched the news (and dozed off). Then I watched Big Bang Theory - an epi from 2014. It guested James Earl Jones and Carrie Fisher. I enjoyed it so much, I watched it again!

The pain was more than enough to derail my appetite. I ended up eating a few mixed nuts and small containers of yogurt. And swallowed my pills down with a can of Coke. That was it. I'm just waiting for my ankles to feel less paralyzed, because it's very unpleasant - on top of the screaming pain. I'm just hoping the cats will let me sleep in. Only way to find out is to go to bed. Good idea.
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.
... 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.
Yes,yes. I'll take it. No need to wrap it up. Lol. Oh, I was desperate for a lovely day even if I had to trudge through wet grass (yuck) wearing open-toed shoes. Got to church at 9:15. Sat by the open doors at the back and listened to the beautiful Anthem. We were featuring Canadian composers/musicians, so had another terrific piece during the Offertory.

Just felt so relaxed after the service, but still anxious to get home. When I got in, I was surprised to see SuM still there. What happened to Niagara Falls for two nights? ::looks around:: Don't ask me. They decided to invite one of SuM's gal-pals and went out after 2:00. I have NO idea where they went, not that it matters because I don't have to worry about waking up tomorrow.

Managed to write my church review in the usual amount of time. After watching the news and repeats of Big Bang Theory (featuring Sheldon at his most obtuse - as if that were possible), I decided I really, really should do the laundry. So it's done. And, now, I can read for a while. I should get off the computer because I've been on FB for hours. I guess it's because so many people have been posting more frequently. ::pauses:: What-eva. Though, TBH, I really should proofread the article I copied on serious eye conditions. I'd saved the webpage but it was misbehaving. As I feared losing it (I'd already deleted the e-mail), I was frantically copy-typing everything (because C&P is horrible when there are photos in the article). I just want it done ... even if that particular vision loss group isn't meeting until the fall. So, perhaps ... tomorrow.
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::
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.
So, I still got wet, but I do dry off, lol. After I got to church and Jan arrived, we decided to go back outside to get some fresh air. Lo and behold, the sun was coming out. It was fabulous, with a tiny hint of a breeze.

Church was amazing. The music superb. I was on duty and found out later that I'd been on the webcast while serving communion ... and there were these adorable painted toenails sticking out of my open-toed shoes. Awww. I asked church-John whether he might take me to Canadian Tire (the one in my 'hood) some time this week. I have a whole bunch of summer-related sprays, etc. I need to get. I also suggested we could visit the new restaurant I'd been to. I'd really like that. There was a surprise at the end. The search committee for a new senior pastor presented the successful candidate (who still needs to be voted in). He's a United Church minister from the prairies. He's young, has a quirky sense of humour, and seems to enjoy saying naughty things (as does Brent). He'll be here in two weeks' time. Yay!

When I got home, naturally, I had to write my summary. It took a very long time. Sigh. But I was pleased with it. Then, when SuM came home from work, she texted me, saying she'd like to donate to my blind group. Yaaaaay! So she gave me a cheque.

In the evening, I didn't do much other than watch the news. Stayed on the 'puter, read my "Figaro" mystery for a while, and just vegged. At least I'm feeling mostly cool. Anyway, time is fleeting. I'm going to finish my Perrier, then go back to reading. Looking forward to a mostly lazy day tomorrow.
So, sorta, kinda. But, first, the beginning of my day. I'd set the evil alarm for 7:00, so I could book my rides to/from the beach next week. Uh ... (to quote Little Britain) "Computer says no". Sigh. So I had to call the ride line and be on hold (while my phone was around 21% power). Luckily, I managed to get through and my rides are booked. After that, I crawled back into bed and promptly went back to sleep. Ahhhh for decent sleeping weather again.

I woke up shortly after 12. Even then I wasn't feeling too hungry though I eventually ate brekkie. Then I had to start thinking of how to reveal things about myself. I know it may seem odd (but I believe it fits my dual Geminian personality) to read that I'm not comfortable talking about my life - where it counts. So I dared myself to compose a fundraising appeal for my awesome vision loss support group on FB and to tag every single person so that my message would land directly in each person's e-mail. Because I loathe FB and its deliberately inconsistent algorithms. Boo! I'm keeping my fingers and toes crossed for a positive reception, etc.

After that, I read a bit more, watched my usual news and game shows. We're all horrified here by the fire in London. During our news hour, we were reassured that the building code for high rises in our province would prevent such a fire here - as all such buildings must use only non-flammable materials. After that, I joined SuM and her gf as we finally got to watch "The Boss" with Melissa McCarthy. SuM was surprised she actually liked it. Ha! I make good recommendations. Anyway, I'm a bit tired so am going to doddle off to bed. No alarms, please and thank you.
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( Jun. 10th, 2017 11:50 pm)
So ... I had another goal today, to find out about the trip to the Science Centre. Oops. I had the wrong day marked down, and then I saw what the specific focus would be and I simply wasn't interested. So, it's a good thing I'm not submitting my body to pain for no decent reason.

While I was dealing with matters pertaining to my vision loss group, I RSVP'd to the BBQ portion of the Walk-a-thon and confirmed that I was available to volunteer that day. Now I just have to find the specific address ... for that part of the beach(!) so I can book my rides this coming Wednesday. Let's just add it to my list of goals, eh.
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.
After all, it was an excruciatingly looooooong day that began (against my will) at 3:22 a.m. So, what did I do? Reached for my iPad to continue reading "Life of Pi". I'm getting closer to finishing it. Too bad it didn't start to engage me until about chapter 60 (of a 100). But I'm being stubborn in wanting to finish it. There may still be surprises.

It was really overcast when my driver picked me up at 9:00. I'd been so worried about rain, I completely forgot to adorn myself with my tropitcal scarf/sarong. Felt so plain as we sped up north. Ahem! Blind blond is still a better navigator than most. Why? Well, the driver got distracted by construction. I asked him what cross street we'd just passed. He replied "Broadway". Uh ... driver, that's NORTH of where I need to be. His distraction had made him think I was headed to the hospital further north. Sigh. But no prob, as I was early enough to sit and enjoy the sun - hey, where'd that come from?

Our meeting was AMAZING!!!!! First of all, our monthly guests provide us with a booster vaccination against depression. Whenever we're feeling down on ourselves because we can no longer do (or were never able to, if blind since birth), we're introduced to people who broke barriers and persisted. The retired lawyer, now activist, gave us a stumble down memory lane as he talked about the barriers just in studying to become a lawyer. Decades ago, he had to rely on monster reel-to-reel tape recorders and a human reading service that could only allot him a couple hours per week.

After our break, our leader told us of the fabulous trip planned for this year. This time, it'll be to Stratford Festival (I haven't been in decades), to see "Pirates of Penzance" with a hands-on costume and prop tour, lunch in the theatre lobby, and descriptive audio headsets, as well as a comfortable bus ... all for a reasonable price. The trip is set for Oct. 9 (the Friday before our Thanksgiving holiday weekend). I'm already soooo excited. Oh, John.... ::giggles:: I also found out more about the fund raiser for which I'll be posting a personal plea to my FB friends. I just have to write it. Before I left, I reconnected with the pleasant woman I'd met two meetings ago. We really do have to go out as we're so vivacious together.

When I got home, I had to deal with weird cats. The sun had disappeared and more rain was on its way. No wonder I was in so much pain. After I'd fed them, Ce-Ce started behaving oddly, even before the thunder came. She'd flattened herself against the floor and was trying to crawl under my door to escape. I tried to get by her, but she was too quick for me. She headed to the side of the couch where she hunkered down on the floor. Again ... weird. After she left (of her own accord), I started nodding off, from a planned 90 minute nap before the news, to dozing off in the next couple of hours. missing significant swaths of news. Sigh. But I got good mail: my new health card. Oh, look at the fuzzy picture. Would you believe I don't look much different from my employee ID from 4 decades ago (and then I was wearing a curly wig)? Not sure why the pic is so overexposed. Weird.
Why? Well, I woke up at - don't flinch - at 3:22 grotesque'o'clock. And, alas, stayed up as the alarm was set for 5:45.

Don't get me wrong: I had a FABULOUS blind group meeting. Our guest speaker was a blind lawyer (now retired) and disability activist (still fighting because the battles seem endless).

But, imagine (if you will) me staggering about, limbs flailing, exactly like a drunk marionette. You get the picture.

So I will try to leech my pain and gather my strength for tomorrow. Because nobody should ever resemble a drunk marionette.
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