Yes, she groans, I woke up at 4:45 feeling both cold and hot and couldn't get back to sleep. So I continued reading "Shrill" in bed. I finally got up a few hours later and opened the e-mail with the editing request. Oh, goody (as Peppa Pig would say), it was dead easy. Just a bit of tidying up in an invite to the Member of Parliament.

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

I nodded off during the news (so I'm missing news, entertainment, and sports). I hope nothing happened today. But I managed to watch my game shows and tonight's MasterChef. I also finished "shrill". It was so stunning I'd actually like to own a copy - even if that's not all that impressive digitally. Anyway, now I have to try to catch up with what others were doing today. TTFN.
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).
Well, that's what I was left with after our brunch at a supposedly upscale restaurant in the Village. Church-John, church-Brian (as opposed to baby bro), actor-Cory and I had gone expecting to partake of Summerlicious. But they didn't do it on Sundays. Boo. So I had a leek and goat cheese omelette (very good), served with a huge pile of fried potatoes (so I had tons to bring home), also a side order of very crispy bacon and a Dark & Stormy. Still, it was enjoyable being with good friends in the afternoon.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Beyond the usual news and games shows, I had MacGyver on in the background while doing nothing. And THAT was the sum and substance of my day. ::crosses fingers for less pain tomorrow::
Yeah, right. As if. When I showed up at church at 9:25, there was a TV station van parked next to the church. By the time the 10:50 service started, we had hundreds more people jammed into the Sanctuary, including a former Mayor, the current Mayor, many councillors, other officials, as well as family, staff, and friends of the deceased councillor. And here was our proposed Senior Pastor Elect about to preach. So ... no pressure?

Obviously not. Rev. Jeff did a fabulous job. He employs humour very easily, while not neglecting the message he wants to convey. At the end of the service, I was anxious to get home as there was going to be a quick meeting and voting beginning at 1:00. It was also going to be online. Amazingly enough, my cabbie got me home at 12:57. I rushed in, typed in the church's site, clicked on the special webcast link ... and heard static even though there were people on screen. Thankfully, when the webcast began in earnest, there was sound. Despite a couple of times when I seemed to lose the signal, I was able to watch most of it. The vote count took less time than expected and some awfully clever people arranged to have PINK smoke emerging from our chimneys. Well, you know, WHITE is just so ... boring! Apparently the vote had been overwhelming in Jeff's favour ... though I believe it's still good that there was some opposition, to keep him focused on the ways our church can improve.

While the pink smoke was on screen, I lost the audio portion, so texted church-John to find out what was happening. I'm sure I'll get more of an inside scoop once we get together on Tuesday. After the vote webcase ended at 2:00, I really had to scurry to create my weekly summary. I had to trim a whole bunch of stuff, but finally posted. Then I collapsed. When I watched the 6:00 news, we were pretty much at the top of the newscast, both for the respect paid to the city councillor, and then the introduction to our new Senior Pastor Elect.

Anyway, I have to think about bed (yes, old joke), but I'm off with Brian to the waterfront tomorrow at noon. Can't wait to have the wind in my hair and feeling cooler.
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.
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!!!
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.
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.
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.
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.
Because it was a scorcher, the blonde didn't wear her precious pearls, not wanting to have sweat, oil, and melting hairspray dripping down on them. So, instead, I wore my dramatic designer huge crystal necklace. Along with my ancient, ripped (but not where that could be seen) leggings.

Church was - as usual - a thought provoking experience. We definitely don't leave our intellect at the door when we enter. I was also thrilled to get my mini-tote bag fixed at the Repair Café. Yay! And had a lovely (boobeliscious) hug with an old friend who'd just celebrated being cancer-free. I'm so thrilled for her. Didn't know what was happening as church-John wasn't in church. And no text either.

After church, I sat outside in the hot sun and let my poor joints and muscles soak it up. After about 10 minutes, I was done. Luckily, my cab showed up. When I got in, I was confronted with a pet emergency as SuM and her gf met me at the front door. Turns out the gf's cat, summering with her parents, disappeared. So they decided to drive up and try to search for the cat themselves. And I'm nominated to take care of the three mischief-makers (including Mr. Grumpy whom we're definitely not letting outside as his disappearance last summer caused us much anxiety).

After I wrote my church review (it felt shorter than usual), I finally got to relax. As I didn't want to be handcuffed to the TV, I recorded the Tony Awards and have been watching. And hoping. Obviously for a win for "Come From Away". I'm about 40 minutes away from the end, and believe it's won only for Best Direction. But there was some technical weirdness with lots of hissing, so who knows. Anyway, I'll be getting back to watching as soon as I've posted.
With one brief interruption, I slept all the way to 8:45. Obviously, much, MUCH needed. Anyway, I felt the pressure hanging over my head, so began working on my church review. Just one problem: I needed to rewatch the FB livestream. Uh ... why do I not have sound on my computer? I tried to play some saved files (and now I'm getting the message that Windows media player is not ... functioning???). Uh ... universe? Why is this happening to me? Not that I had time to wonder. Sigh. I was even contemplating playing the service on my computer for picture quality/size and playing it simultaneously on my phone for sound. Yeah, a world of NO. So I did the logical thing, restarting the computer. Oh, joy. I have my sound back, even though it was via Brent's BOOMING voice, lol. Oops. Correct the volume control.

After all of that, I finally got down to rewatching and writing. It took ... forever as I didn't post until nearly 4:00 p.m. Well, it was a complicated service. After that I went to bed, deciding to read. Next on the library deadline line is a Nero Wolfe mystery. I'd never read one in that sub-genre, but chose it because of its musical association. Dozed after my customary news and game show combo. Oops. Anyway, I'm ready to crawl back into bed and try to read a titch more. Hope to be more with it tomorrow. ::crosses fingers::
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.
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( May. 28th, 2017 11:51 pm)
Don't get me wrong. Last night wasn't inadequate on its own merits. I got the 5+ hours I usually average on a Saturday night. Even the cats were well behaved. Yes, I know. A miracle. But the exertions from yesterday combined with the extra painkillers meant my body was ill-prepared for public consumption, lol. No wonder I grabbed with greedy hands the mocha church-John handed me.

As always, it was a terrific service as we welcomed Brent back after his two Sundays away. His Lesson was "Life After Me" as he begins preparing us for the emotional shock of having to connect with a newcomer assuming the mantle of spiritual leadership. He warned us that this person might be drastically different, might be single, might want to date ... more than one person; and that it was not up to us to judge. Well, it's obviously going to be an interesting summer and fall. C-J and I took the opportunity to go to him for Anointing. Always a treat. My one bit of personal excitement was having my jeweller inform me I'd have my new pendant (former wedding rings) before my birthday. Ooooh. I can hardly wait!

The service ran long so I had to dash out after going up for early Communion. Even though my cab showed up a few minutes later, there seemed to be some confusion as my rides provider called me (I missed picking up), c-J texted me asking if I was okay(???); when I called dispatch they couldn't tell me anything, just said to call customer service tomorrow. This is weird, because I got home really quickly (12:50). Oh, mysteries.

After my summary which was a struggle, I was finally free after 3. Free to feed the cats first. SuM came home in the late afternoon and was happy to know that we're the beneficiaries of the two lilies. And then I zonked out during the 6:00 news. I have no idea of what went on anywhere. I opened my eyes just before 7:00, then dozed off again, waking at 8:21 with something weird on the TV. Sorry, TV, I have enough "weird" in my life. So off to bed I go.
Apparently, I can have both. Well, the "horrible" described the weather. Chilly with intermittent rain. Ugh. However, I was determined to not wear my WINTER coat (ugh, again), so added a cozy turtleneck sweater and my circular scarf to protect my bouncy hair. OTOH, I was pleased to wake up at 5:25 (20 minutes ahead of the alarm) and - what else - read. Then I went back to my normal Sunday routine. Oh, wait. That routine was disrupted when Diva decided she just HAD to visit me. SuM came and dragged her out. As I heard the car leaving the driveway, I looked over and saw Diva next to my chair. Sigh. SuM hadn't let the latch click on my door. So I carried her out, then got back to getting ready.

Had a driver who's driven me before. He was telling me about his new eating habits that I'm seriously considering trying. When I got to church, there was already an entertaining crowd in the Social Hall. The service itself was illuminating as we were reminded as to how we treat one another is as important as the work we do. Church-John and I decided on our day to go out for lunch, namely Wednesday. Yay.

I had a fascinating cab driver for my ride home. He was a graduate in animal husbandry from Somalia, had studied in Italy. Yeah, and driving a cab in TO. He mentioned his background when he asked about my work. We had an engaging conversation - and he complimented me on how teacher-like my speaking voice was. When I got in, I settled down to write a briefer account of the service than usual, most likely because I left out a lot of the music. Once I posted to FB, I crashed.

Managed to stay mostly awake during the news, but then dozed off, not waking until around 9:25, at which time I greedily consumed a bowl of cream of mushroom soup, a warm bagel, and a glass of wine. Now I'm just thankful I have no obligations for tomorrow ... other than reading two more mysteries I d/l'd. Yay for reading.
Er ... what? Well, that's the way I'm interpreting my day. First of all, it was almost warm enough and sunny, so I just wore a turtleneck sweater under my jumper, with my tropical sarong-scarf adorning my capelet.

Though I was still having bouts of violent coughing, church-John soothed my throat by presenting me with a mocha (with lots of whipped cream). I'm testing the theory that caffeine suppresses the coughing reflex. Hey, it's scientific (lol). Church was extremely soothing, especially the exquisite music. And much of the service, even though it was devoted to Mother's Day (and the less said about that on a personal level by me, the better).

After I got home, it took me much longer to write my review (because of the MD aspects), but I was very pleased with the outcome. And it's lovely to get comments from people I haven't seen in years. After I was done, I was an exhausted wreck. Finally had some real food (no, Tim Horton's hash browns, also a prezzie from c-J, don't count). Then I watched last night's Saturday Night Live. I found a lot of it screamingly funny, but was aggravated by the slurring of syllables and lowering volume especially when Baldwin was playing DJT. So not fair! I was missing the punchlines.

Right now, I think I'm going to be reaching for a ginger beer. I think I'll forego my hot lemon drink (woo-hoo, that's so daring). I'm also slightly confused, because my right leg has not hurt all day long. Uh ... leg? I thought your fractures had sprung their own mini-fractures. ::shakes head:: I have no idea what message my body is sending me. But erasure of pain is FABULOUS!!! Anyway, I think it's time to lie down and tackle "The Martian" for a while.

I hope your Sunday fulfilled you in many flavours, too.
So not the night and day I wanted. To bed at 1 (a.m.), up at 4. Stayed up reading for a while, then back to bed at 6:30, awake at 10:30. This continued throughout the day until after 4 when I finally roused myself out of bed, having woken up in the middle of a winery dream (haven't visited the winery for 20 years, so now I'm wondering whether they make a raspberry cider).

Running out of my sick-bed staples of ginger beer and hot lemon drink. Can I cross all my fingers and toes and hope the cold fizzles before my supplies do?

I'm massively pouting at the TV listings. Still no new MacGyver makes for a very dull evening after the news and game shows. Naturally, I've been reading, both "The Martian" and other stuff, also trying to put myself into the mood to write something new of my own. Do I want to stick to my current fandoms or escape into the past? Decisions, decisions.

More decisions ahead for me as I'm researching other Afternoon Tea places I can visit with Brian. Because - with the lousy weather and shore-breaching lake conditions, I can't see the two of us going to the island for some time. We need a diversion. Yup, I'm on it!
How so? Well, I keep track of people who react to my reviews of church services on FB, 'cuz it's nice to know who's reading and liking (Brent once in a while, other ministers, the church's proxy FB page, etc.). But today I was stunned to get a "Like" from the composer of many of the choral anthems being performed. That. Is. Like. So. Cool. So, naturally, I went and "Liked" his Musician/Composer page. ::giggles with glee::

Something else interesting is that, even though my body is behaving hideously during the day (you don't want to know just how many tissues I'm going through, but it's a good thing I had a 6-pack in storage). Beyond the stuffed-up everything, I'm also coughing. Blargh. But - a very important BUT - I reign during the night. I've managed to lull myself into a state of quiet quickly and get some good rest. Last night and this afternoon helped me, even if I'm still mostly miserable.

However, I wasn't too miserable when I managed to locate a cold Grumpy out on the back deck, especially as the sun had disappeared hours ago. Poor buddy. Anyway, SuM appreciated knowing he was okay. When she got home, she asked how I am and whether she can get me any supplies. But I'm okay for the moment, so hope I won't have to take her up on her offer.

I managed to keep drinking-drinking-drinking all evening long as I watched tonight's N.C.I.S. (both sad and goofy/silly) and Bull (which I thought was terrific). And, in between sleeping and TV, I kept reading the Ondaatje. Still fascinating. Anyway, time for more drinking and cough-syruping. And then precious sleeeeeeeeeep.
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