No, I'm not talking about Diwali.
I'm talking about my corner. Looking out the computer room window right now.
Like sequential blinkers on a truck or Christmas tree, the traffic's endless dance.
Kinda like Invasion, where all the lights go into a lake, these headlights appear up the hill and stop in obeyance to the red god of all going and stopping. The red god, the green goddess, and their child Little Amber, whose very prescience inspires the indecision of stop...or not?
A childhood counting game hovers halfway through the doors of ambient memory [Bob says we don't ever forget anything, that we remember everything we see, and that hypnosis simply uncovers memories we didn't even know we had]. Count how many headlights between each traffic light. Hmmmmm.
I also remember trying to fly when I was a kid. I remember dreaming it. I remember thinking that I could really take off IF ONLY I could get a faster start.
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Thursday, October 20, 2005
A Letter to My Wonderful Sister
Hi ho Most Wonderful Sister in the Whole Wide World,
I just realized that I haven't told you lately how much I love you and how happy I am to be your sister!!! Your'e the bestest, most wonderous Sisterly One forevARRRRRRRRRRRR.
So: yeah!!! That's all. Just wanted you to know. It's great being YOUR sis.
Luv u to bits,
~~*me*~~
xxxx0000xxxxx
I just realized that I haven't told you lately how much I love you and how happy I am to be your sister!!! Your'e the bestest, most wonderous Sisterly One forevARRRRRRRRRRRR.
So: yeah!!! That's all. Just wanted you to know. It's great being YOUR sis.
Luv u to bits,
~~*me*~~
xxxx0000xxxxx
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
How do Zoo do?
Zoo At Home
Sometimes, well no, actually, all the time, I wonder who really lives here?
Is it me and Bobby?
Or is it those four footed wonders Jake the wonder-puppy, Holly the Halloween cat, and Tigger the miscreant?
Take tonight for example. I am taking a short break prior to din din. On the couch, trying to watch the news. First chance I have had to sit down since 5:45AM.
Tigger--on the stairs--is whining his fool head off VERY loudly.
Jake is sitting on me.
Holly is sitting on my chest doing the puddy-paw kneading trick.
I yell at Tigger to "Shut UP". He comes by to investigate. Jake moves up in life: he is now perched on the back of the couch overhanging my neck. Holly takes up Jake's position on my lap.
Then Jake runs to the door and waits expectantly. Whereas other NORMAL dogs bark to go out, Jake just waits by the door. He barks to get back in. Apparently barking is not reciprocal.
It seems that I navigate the house trying to avoid animals. I can't open the door because SOMEBODY might escape. I can't leave my door open because the three of the them would probably fight in the middle of the night, waking me up. I can't have Holly in the room anyway because I am too allergic.
Usually I am stepping over one of them on the stairs. They like to hide and play ankle-biter. (They don't bite me but they lie in wait for each other.)
Every move I make is coordinated in some way to the ebb and flow of pets.
God's gift to mankind, eh? I wonder.
Sometimes, well no, actually, all the time, I wonder who really lives here?
Is it me and Bobby?
Or is it those four footed wonders Jake the wonder-puppy, Holly the Halloween cat, and Tigger the miscreant?
Take tonight for example. I am taking a short break prior to din din. On the couch, trying to watch the news. First chance I have had to sit down since 5:45AM.
Tigger--on the stairs--is whining his fool head off VERY loudly.
Jake is sitting on me.
Holly is sitting on my chest doing the puddy-paw kneading trick.
I yell at Tigger to "Shut UP". He comes by to investigate. Jake moves up in life: he is now perched on the back of the couch overhanging my neck. Holly takes up Jake's position on my lap.
Then Jake runs to the door and waits expectantly. Whereas other NORMAL dogs bark to go out, Jake just waits by the door. He barks to get back in. Apparently barking is not reciprocal.
It seems that I navigate the house trying to avoid animals. I can't open the door because SOMEBODY might escape. I can't leave my door open because the three of the them would probably fight in the middle of the night, waking me up. I can't have Holly in the room anyway because I am too allergic.
Usually I am stepping over one of them on the stairs. They like to hide and play ankle-biter. (They don't bite me but they lie in wait for each other.)
Every move I make is coordinated in some way to the ebb and flow of pets.
God's gift to mankind, eh? I wonder.
Sunday, September 11, 2005
Weekend? What freakin weekend?
Back in the Day
Back in the day, a weekend really lasted for 2 days and 3 nights. Now, a weekend goes so fast that if you blink you miss it. How DID that happen?
It seems totally--and I mean TOTALLY!--impossible that twoooooooo days have passed since school closed last Friday. Where have the nights gone? I have been up each morning shortly after 5AM. What madness is this?
White Rock was just as breathtaking as ever. And Marine Drive by the ocean, was just as crowded as ever. People dining al fresco. All the beautiful people. Lots of bling bling mc's as well. On the winding drive homeward we discussed methods of broadsiding the mortgage within the next decade.
How can I pay a mortgage when I am retired? I want to sleep in past 5AM, go for leisurely walks, get some fresh air, go to the Library, hang out online, write write write, and meet new friends. I doubt that I can do all that on a fixed income unless the mortgage is paid off.
Ten years. Doesn't give me much time. Is it enough and can Bobby pull a rabbit out of a hat FOR ME?
Quando, quando tu verrai...dimmi quando, quando, quando?????
~~*Myst*~~
Back in the day, a weekend really lasted for 2 days and 3 nights. Now, a weekend goes so fast that if you blink you miss it. How DID that happen?
It seems totally--and I mean TOTALLY!--impossible that twoooooooo days have passed since school closed last Friday. Where have the nights gone? I have been up each morning shortly after 5AM. What madness is this?
White Rock was just as breathtaking as ever. And Marine Drive by the ocean, was just as crowded as ever. People dining al fresco. All the beautiful people. Lots of bling bling mc's as well. On the winding drive homeward we discussed methods of broadsiding the mortgage within the next decade.
How can I pay a mortgage when I am retired? I want to sleep in past 5AM, go for leisurely walks, get some fresh air, go to the Library, hang out online, write write write, and meet new friends. I doubt that I can do all that on a fixed income unless the mortgage is paid off.
Ten years. Doesn't give me much time. Is it enough and can Bobby pull a rabbit out of a hat FOR ME?
Quando, quando tu verrai...dimmi quando, quando, quando?????
~~*Myst*~~
Saturday, September 10, 2005
Langley Cruise In + Panavision BBQ
Langley Cruise In
Annual event of much reknown, the Langely Cruise In is held on my street, Fraser Highway, between 200th and about 208th. I was there, early this morning, to attend my regular Saturday morning weigh in @ Weight Watchers. The cars were already lining up, parking, and crowds were gathering.
It's HUGE: I mean HUGE!!! But for us locals, we see it every Friday night here. LOL. (See previous entry "Java Hut Friday Nights").
If there is any make or model of Olde Time car that you have always loved just believe it. It's here. Or if there is any make or model of motorcycle that you just adore, come and check those out, too.
Panavision BBQ
Too bad for Bobby-boy that the annual Panavision staff BBQ/baseball game was being held today, too. He worked all day on his Famous Chili rather than attending the Cruise In. When we lived in Richmond, then Surrey (Strawberry Hill), we always used to love to go to the Cruise In and battle the parking crowds. Now, when it would be so easy just to hop on the chopper for 5 blocks...guess who is today in Richmond all day and all night? LOL.
Bob just loves the staff BBQ and he eagerly anticipates it each year. He's so keen. If there is one thing that he really, truly looks forward to, it's that BBQ. I know he wishes I would go with him, but NOT. Too much shop talk for me, even though his workmates are a very nice group. I really like talking to Kim and Bentley. Sarah is always pretty funny, too. Especially after a couple of beer. Viktor is super nice, but he's away to his homeland for a vacation. Ian wasn't there either of the two times that I went and they're the ones that I am familiar with. Josef I haven't ever really talked to and I'm not sure if he's a BBQ-guy or not.
But, ya know. I don't think Bob would in any way enjoy any of my staff "do's" and it's kind of a reciprocal agreement.
~~*Myst*~~
Annual event of much reknown, the Langely Cruise In is held on my street, Fraser Highway, between 200th and about 208th. I was there, early this morning, to attend my regular Saturday morning weigh in @ Weight Watchers. The cars were already lining up, parking, and crowds were gathering.
It's HUGE: I mean HUGE!!! But for us locals, we see it every Friday night here. LOL. (See previous entry "Java Hut Friday Nights").
If there is any make or model of Olde Time car that you have always loved just believe it. It's here. Or if there is any make or model of motorcycle that you just adore, come and check those out, too.
Panavision BBQ
Too bad for Bobby-boy that the annual Panavision staff BBQ/baseball game was being held today, too. He worked all day on his Famous Chili rather than attending the Cruise In. When we lived in Richmond, then Surrey (Strawberry Hill), we always used to love to go to the Cruise In and battle the parking crowds. Now, when it would be so easy just to hop on the chopper for 5 blocks...guess who is today in Richmond all day and all night? LOL.
Bob just loves the staff BBQ and he eagerly anticipates it each year. He's so keen. If there is one thing that he really, truly looks forward to, it's that BBQ. I know he wishes I would go with him, but NOT. Too much shop talk for me, even though his workmates are a very nice group. I really like talking to Kim and Bentley. Sarah is always pretty funny, too. Especially after a couple of beer. Viktor is super nice, but he's away to his homeland for a vacation. Ian wasn't there either of the two times that I went and they're the ones that I am familiar with. Josef I haven't ever really talked to and I'm not sure if he's a BBQ-guy or not.
But, ya know. I don't think Bob would in any way enjoy any of my staff "do's" and it's kind of a reciprocal agreement.
~~*Myst*~~
Thursday, September 08, 2005
We's Jesss Soooo Tie-red
Oh, yeah. Those of us on the top of the hill sure are tired these days.
I come home from work, just feel like "being me" and relaxing.
In fact, I just feel like--for once--being spoiled, being waited on, being loved.
Really, I just NEED some attention. I just need to feel special to someone.
You know? I still remember the good old days with N***. Even though it was a very long time ago, and MUCH water under the bridge, you don't forget what it feels like when your man knows how to please you, how to make you happy with just his mind. What it feels like when you KNOW, you absolutely KNOW, that you really make somebody truly happy and they make you truly happy. Your whole day is spent in eager anticipation of the moment when you will both, finally, be able to fall into each other's arms and just "be".
When the doors to the outside world close gently around you because the only world you need is in his eyes.
I come home from work, just feel like "being me" and relaxing.
In fact, I just feel like--for once--being spoiled, being waited on, being loved.
Really, I just NEED some attention. I just need to feel special to someone.
You know? I still remember the good old days with N***. Even though it was a very long time ago, and MUCH water under the bridge, you don't forget what it feels like when your man knows how to please you, how to make you happy with just his mind. What it feels like when you KNOW, you absolutely KNOW, that you really make somebody truly happy and they make you truly happy. Your whole day is spent in eager anticipation of the moment when you will both, finally, be able to fall into each other's arms and just "be".
When the doors to the outside world close gently around you because the only world you need is in his eyes.
Sunday, August 28, 2005
Get the Can Opener! Porsche is Stuck Closed
Get the Can Opener!
Tonight Bob was planning on doing some rewiring cuz his brake lights don't show for some reason. Only the running lights do. So when he tried to open the hood (which is the trunk) it wouldn't.
Stuck.
Apparently it has a pen*s-like mechanical lock inside there. And NO you can't get to it from under the car without removing the front bumper. They made 'em solid in 1969.
Maintaining a classic car is a love/hate relationship. When he gets the problem uh, "licked", he'll feel so superior. But in the meantime we are in for the slamming of doors and such.
Tonight Bob was planning on doing some rewiring cuz his brake lights don't show for some reason. Only the running lights do. So when he tried to open the hood (which is the trunk) it wouldn't.
Stuck.
Apparently it has a pen*s-like mechanical lock inside there. And NO you can't get to it from under the car without removing the front bumper. They made 'em solid in 1969.
Maintaining a classic car is a love/hate relationship. When he gets the problem uh, "licked", he'll feel so superior. But in the meantime we are in for the slamming of doors and such.
Saturday, August 27, 2005
The Seniors' Conspiracy
1964.
Oakridge Mall, Vancouver.
Woodwards Furniture.
I thought I was going to die...of embarrassment. My parents were purchasing a new couch, for the den, that would convert to a bed for guests. And the MOST EMBARRASSING thing in the world happened right in front of my eyes. My dad lay down on the bed, in public, to try it out! I ran from the store, out to the mall, to escape such hideous and unfounded punishment as witnessing such a debasing event.
The point is, of course, that what seems like emotional-overhaul to a teenager seems normal, reasonable, and sane to an adult.
If I was buying a new mattress or new couch now as an adult you bet I'd try it out. Who wouldn't?
The Seniors' Conspiracy
2005
Cloverdale, Casa Mia
Passing successfully through middle age to the peaceful la-la land of seniority brings more than a wealth of trying out new mattresses.
There is very little of life that hasn't been experienced. Savored. Life's cycles have been re-cycled more than once. What was good bears repeating again. What was bad bears repeating too, with an acerbic wit and derision.
Seniors don't waste words. They don't waste time. Why suffer fools gladly when the cycles in life seem to be repeating a bit more quickly these days?
The Seniors' Conspiracy is the legacy of sharing adventures from the past; however, not to recreate them but to filter the lifeblood, the joie de vivre, the esprit of our lives through the layers of time.
Dude! It's kind of like a shape-shifter. Seniors morph through words, that's all.
Oakridge Mall, Vancouver.
Woodwards Furniture.
I thought I was going to die...of embarrassment. My parents were purchasing a new couch, for the den, that would convert to a bed for guests. And the MOST EMBARRASSING thing in the world happened right in front of my eyes. My dad lay down on the bed, in public, to try it out! I ran from the store, out to the mall, to escape such hideous and unfounded punishment as witnessing such a debasing event.
The point is, of course, that what seems like emotional-overhaul to a teenager seems normal, reasonable, and sane to an adult.
If I was buying a new mattress or new couch now as an adult you bet I'd try it out. Who wouldn't?
The Seniors' Conspiracy
2005
Cloverdale, Casa Mia
Passing successfully through middle age to the peaceful la-la land of seniority brings more than a wealth of trying out new mattresses.
There is very little of life that hasn't been experienced. Savored. Life's cycles have been re-cycled more than once. What was good bears repeating again. What was bad bears repeating too, with an acerbic wit and derision.
Seniors don't waste words. They don't waste time. Why suffer fools gladly when the cycles in life seem to be repeating a bit more quickly these days?
The Seniors' Conspiracy is the legacy of sharing adventures from the past; however, not to recreate them but to filter the lifeblood, the joie de vivre, the esprit of our lives through the layers of time.
Dude! It's kind of like a shape-shifter. Seniors morph through words, that's all.
Friday, August 26, 2005
Java Hut Friday Nite
Alternate Title: Best Kept Secret in Langley!
Well, tonight we joined "the locals" at the Java Hut on the by-pass for what, apparently, is a longstanding tradition. Muscle cars (looked like about 500 but Bob said 200) parking, revving, all dolled up. Every weekend! I saw three that were my favorites! First of all, a turquoise and white, convertible '56 Chevy BelAir. Then, as we were leaving, a '57 Chevy with fins, also turquoise and white. And then...the MOST GORGEOUS white convertible Mustang with white wheels. Everything in the car was white. I think it was like an 88 but everything on the car was brand new. OMG the white leather! Drool. Orgasmic.
Also saw a fair number of show bikes (motorcycles with gleaming chrome, flashing blue lights, and expensive flame paint jobs). The bikes were better than ones you see on tv. Bike bling is huge.
Of course we had to arrive in the Porsche and like nobody even cared. The people there at Java Hut are only interested in muscle cars. As we drove in, some kid commented, "Look at this thing."
I made the observation that some might say Bob has it all. A Harley chopper. A red Porsche 911S.
~*~Myst~*~
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
Tim Hortons or Starbucks ?
Blueberries at School
So last night Anna V called and said the blueberries were in, and she'd deliver them to school today. So the two boxes cost me ten dollars and the gas there and back probably cost almost that much as well. But they ARE sweet: oh, so sweet. Still...they have to be frozen. Even with a little blue jag on I'd have to be crazy to be able to eat that many fresh ones! LOL.
Tim Hortons or Starbucks?
Ever suffer from caffeine withdrawal? Geez, it's a beach! I get headaches that crawl down the back of my neck past my shoulders, then wrap around in front of my ears. Sometimes the pain makes me nauseous and nothing seems to help. Except good, strong coffee. The jolt that makes me so happy! So for the past two days I have been frequenting the TH drive thru at the bottom of the hill behind the gas station. My particular poison? A medium black coffee which I bring back here and do the Coffeemate-Lite thing. Works like a golden charm. The coffee's smooth, the price is right [$1.20] and I love the taste.
So I am looking across the corner at the new construction which will be--promised by Halloween--a new shopping mall. Supposed to have a liquor store, a neighbourhood pub, a big drugstore, and a Starbucks. Very good. But what about Timmy H? If I have to go running out for a coffee for the nth headache next year, will I have to pay $4.00 at Starbucks instead of TH's low price?
I met a lady in line at Safeway the other morning. She was carrying a tall TH coffee. [You KNOW they have in-store Starbucks in Safeway, right?]. Apparently she said she boycotts Starbucks in favor of Tims. I believe her cause was price-related. At school, Jodi supports the TH cause for flavor.
So now Starbucks are in-store in Safeway. Please, Mr. Thrifty or Mr. Fairway, or Mr. Save-on-Foods aka Jimmy Pattison, can't we have an in-store Tim Hortons in other grocery chains? That would bring in MY business!!! Not that I'm complainiing about SB in Safeway. In fact, OF COURSE, I have used it on several occasions. I mean. Come on! This IS the WestCoast after all. LOLOL.
So last night Anna V called and said the blueberries were in, and she'd deliver them to school today. So the two boxes cost me ten dollars and the gas there and back probably cost almost that much as well. But they ARE sweet: oh, so sweet. Still...they have to be frozen. Even with a little blue jag on I'd have to be crazy to be able to eat that many fresh ones! LOL.
Tim Hortons or Starbucks?
Ever suffer from caffeine withdrawal? Geez, it's a beach! I get headaches that crawl down the back of my neck past my shoulders, then wrap around in front of my ears. Sometimes the pain makes me nauseous and nothing seems to help. Except good, strong coffee. The jolt that makes me so happy! So for the past two days I have been frequenting the TH drive thru at the bottom of the hill behind the gas station. My particular poison? A medium black coffee which I bring back here and do the Coffeemate-Lite thing. Works like a golden charm. The coffee's smooth, the price is right [$1.20] and I love the taste.
So I am looking across the corner at the new construction which will be--promised by Halloween--a new shopping mall. Supposed to have a liquor store, a neighbourhood pub, a big drugstore, and a Starbucks. Very good. But what about Timmy H? If I have to go running out for a coffee for the nth headache next year, will I have to pay $4.00 at Starbucks instead of TH's low price?
I met a lady in line at Safeway the other morning. She was carrying a tall TH coffee. [You KNOW they have in-store Starbucks in Safeway, right?]. Apparently she said she boycotts Starbucks in favor of Tims. I believe her cause was price-related. At school, Jodi supports the TH cause for flavor.
So now Starbucks are in-store in Safeway. Please, Mr. Thrifty or Mr. Fairway, or Mr. Save-on-Foods aka Jimmy Pattison, can't we have an in-store Tim Hortons in other grocery chains? That would bring in MY business!!! Not that I'm complainiing about SB in Safeway. In fact, OF COURSE, I have used it on several occasions. I mean. Come on! This IS the WestCoast after all. LOLOL.
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Ikira: The Great Goddess Ikira
Today I am going to Willowbrook where Kira--oops, The Great Goddess Ikira--is working. I have some shoppies to do @ Zellers and some visiting and plan on doing my daily exercise at the mall because it is cool and cloudy. Rained overnight.
In the cart today will be some matte ceramic plates for everyday dinner stuff here at home; some matte ceramic minitray thingies for the coffee table; possibly getting over to Bowring for the little statue I have been wanting for such a long time (and if they don't have any left on the shelves I will be pissed).
So, it's great not to have any money. Mr. Mastercard I do thank you sincerely from the bottom of my heart. I see that the color is leaving my hair and the under-red is showing through more and more. I guess that's the nature of the beast.
In the cart today will be some matte ceramic plates for everyday dinner stuff here at home; some matte ceramic minitray thingies for the coffee table; possibly getting over to Bowring for the little statue I have been wanting for such a long time (and if they don't have any left on the shelves I will be pissed).
So, it's great not to have any money. Mr. Mastercard I do thank you sincerely from the bottom of my heart. I see that the color is leaving my hair and the under-red is showing through more and more. I guess that's the nature of the beast.
Thursday, August 11, 2005
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
New Transportation ???
Kinda kicking around the idea of either buying a Scooter or a new car.
re: Scooter. Honda Jazz. They are so cute! And I really love them. Cost: 2599 new. 3/4 price used.
re: new car. Pontiac Wave. 5 door. aqua. upgrade option. has door locks and CD or mp3 player. small. great on gas. Cost: 14,000
Having a scooter would be so fun in the summer. You'd think someone would be selling one for about half price but apparently...NOT!!!
I still really love my red car, though. It's a great car. Think I'll go compare mileage and so forth.
re: Scooter. Honda Jazz. They are so cute! And I really love them. Cost: 2599 new. 3/4 price used.
re: new car. Pontiac Wave. 5 door. aqua. upgrade option. has door locks and CD or mp3 player. small. great on gas. Cost: 14,000
Having a scooter would be so fun in the summer. You'd think someone would be selling one for about half price but apparently...NOT!!!
I still really love my red car, though. It's a great car. Think I'll go compare mileage and so forth.
Saturday, July 30, 2005
The Dark Abyss
My life: the dark abyss. I see life swirling past in multivariate colors. I see my life black and stagnant.
Bob! I want to tell you something amazing and wonderful and it concerns YOU, my dear.
Life as we know it did not stop happening in the 60s and 70s. Amazingly...and I know this is difficult for you to ascertain, life has continued for more than two decades since 1979 closed the door. Two mostly (for you) invisible decades.
This weekend we could have been @Kits, in Vancouver, watching the fireworks. Pre-Bob, I NEVER missed going at least once per year. Everyone does. But I don't. We don't.
I really need to maintain total focus on WW for the next year or so until I reach my goal-weight. But after that, and it could certainly be longer than just one year, I need to re-establish my cultural identity. I'm talking opera, live plays, movies bug me so they're out, fireworks, parades, local events. I am going to join a club out here in Cloverdale or Langley. Really need to get out of the house to experience the pleasures of living. I really really need more live music in my life, that's certain. And dancing....
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, dancing. How I miss dancing SO MUCH!!!!! Dancing and music used to make me so happy, so alive.
I can't wait for the next year to be over and I can minimize the diet thing and maximize the art of living. I miss LIFE so much.
Bob! I want to tell you something amazing and wonderful and it concerns YOU, my dear.
Life as we know it did not stop happening in the 60s and 70s. Amazingly...and I know this is difficult for you to ascertain, life has continued for more than two decades since 1979 closed the door. Two mostly (for you) invisible decades.
This weekend we could have been @Kits, in Vancouver, watching the fireworks. Pre-Bob, I NEVER missed going at least once per year. Everyone does. But I don't. We don't.
I really need to maintain total focus on WW for the next year or so until I reach my goal-weight. But after that, and it could certainly be longer than just one year, I need to re-establish my cultural identity. I'm talking opera, live plays, movies bug me so they're out, fireworks, parades, local events. I am going to join a club out here in Cloverdale or Langley. Really need to get out of the house to experience the pleasures of living. I really really need more live music in my life, that's certain. And dancing....
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, dancing. How I miss dancing SO MUCH!!!!! Dancing and music used to make me so happy, so alive.
I can't wait for the next year to be over and I can minimize the diet thing and maximize the art of living. I miss LIFE so much.
Sunday, July 24, 2005
Just Another Day in Paradise
Supercilious? Who, me? Well, maybe, but we have waited for summer for such a long, long time. And I'm just ITCHING to get me a scooter. Wanna be a scooter-bug, fer sure. LOL.
I never used to understand the pull of the mobile-home grannies association. I'd see these freakin old dudes driving (slow) down the highway and think to myself that I would NEVER be like that, and if I ever even said I wanted one, I admonished myself to SHOOT ME BEFORE I MULTIPLY!!!
I get it, now, finally. Those old fogies were the first instance I saw of age-appropriate networking. They'd travel arround the country, looking for group acceptance among their own kind, which is to say people their age and somewhat-status: retired, carefree, have a few bucks, don't have to make a deadline, and child-free. FREE!
Now that I am fast approaching the age where my peers ARE retiring, it seems like a wonderful life, full of promise and hope. Friendship. New vistas. *sighs*
I never used to understand the pull of the mobile-home grannies association. I'd see these freakin old dudes driving (slow) down the highway and think to myself that I would NEVER be like that, and if I ever even said I wanted one, I admonished myself to SHOOT ME BEFORE I MULTIPLY!!!
I get it, now, finally. Those old fogies were the first instance I saw of age-appropriate networking. They'd travel arround the country, looking for group acceptance among their own kind, which is to say people their age and somewhat-status: retired, carefree, have a few bucks, don't have to make a deadline, and child-free. FREE!
Now that I am fast approaching the age where my peers ARE retiring, it seems like a wonderful life, full of promise and hope. Friendship. New vistas. *sighs*
Monday, July 11, 2005
Monday Rainy Morning
Well, Bob's holidays are finally over. AND...I managed to survive the week, intact.
Boy! He needs to get his meds checked.
Tomorrow is our "MOM's" shopping day in Richmond to plan and get stuff for the shower. I am taking the guest list, the plates and napkins, Gail's copy of the Engagement picture, and some streamers. I should print out the mock up of their engagement notice for the Richmond Review, as well.
It's another stupidly raining day...week...month here in BC. Last year was the perfect summer with sun every day in July, and every day but two in August. This year we haven't had even ONE day of sun in July yet. That sux.
I found out from Carrie that the wedding dresses are going to be pale pink, black and white. Mostly pink. I am not sure if I can reasonably coordinate with those colors and my planned-on teal blue. Well, we'll see. I'll ask Gail Storm what color she was thinking of for herself. I doubt very much if it would be teal blue.
Ciao bellissimi!
Boy! He needs to get his meds checked.
Tomorrow is our "MOM's" shopping day in Richmond to plan and get stuff for the shower. I am taking the guest list, the plates and napkins, Gail's copy of the Engagement picture, and some streamers. I should print out the mock up of their engagement notice for the Richmond Review, as well.
It's another stupidly raining day...week...month here in BC. Last year was the perfect summer with sun every day in July, and every day but two in August. This year we haven't had even ONE day of sun in July yet. That sux.
I found out from Carrie that the wedding dresses are going to be pale pink, black and white. Mostly pink. I am not sure if I can reasonably coordinate with those colors and my planned-on teal blue. Well, we'll see. I'll ask Gail Storm what color she was thinking of for herself. I doubt very much if it would be teal blue.
Ciao bellissimi!
Sunday, July 10, 2005
Hi Bev and Phil
Hi Bev and Phil !
Sunday....
Thanks for the great weather today. I'm sure it's your benevolent influence. This looks like a Calgary-day to me.
It was great seeing both of you yesterday and showing you NEW HOUSIE. One of the things I love best about it is the small size of the yard. And the fact that we don't have to do any gardening. LOL. The only thing I don't really appreciate is being on such a busy corner. I have never lived on a busy street before and there is constant traffic day and night. Within 5 years it will be developed into two lanes (which it really does need) so the traffic will effetively double. As Bob says...SOUND BAFFLES.
Zayvin had his Haqq-family reunion last night. It wasn't the best weather but at least it wasn't raining and he could easily have his BBQs going. We're going over there for leftover roti, pelau, and curry something later today. I love roti with channa inside. (Dried, powdered and spiced chick peas. Yum.) It's kinda funny to me that Zayvin had to scatch around to find somebody to make them and pay.
Going to C-Lovers blew the diet for yesterday. We had sushi for dinner and Bob added tinned beans, his all-time fav. Yesterday was a good day for him but he hasn't had too many of those, lately. I am positive that his diabetic meds are "off" and need to be tweaked. Another blood test next weekend for sure. When those shopping centers are developed across the street and down the street from us (supposed to be by October this year) I hope there are some doctors or at least a walk-in clinic. We're getting to the age that we really NEED a family doctor but family medicine is going the other way. The closest family practitioner to us, according to the College of Physicians and Surgeons, is about 10 miles out into the valley. So, yeah.
So it's back to the WW diet for me and hopefully I will be able to recoup yesterday's losses before Thursday night and weigh in time.
I'll try to get a flight for a quick few days. Believe it or not, I have never booked a flight online before and I will have to go through the discovery process on that one. LOL. Hopefully cya around the end of July.
Luv you,
Me.
Sunday....
Thanks for the great weather today. I'm sure it's your benevolent influence. This looks like a Calgary-day to me.
It was great seeing both of you yesterday and showing you NEW HOUSIE. One of the things I love best about it is the small size of the yard. And the fact that we don't have to do any gardening. LOL. The only thing I don't really appreciate is being on such a busy corner. I have never lived on a busy street before and there is constant traffic day and night. Within 5 years it will be developed into two lanes (which it really does need) so the traffic will effetively double. As Bob says...SOUND BAFFLES.
Zayvin had his Haqq-family reunion last night. It wasn't the best weather but at least it wasn't raining and he could easily have his BBQs going. We're going over there for leftover roti, pelau, and curry something later today. I love roti with channa inside. (Dried, powdered and spiced chick peas. Yum.) It's kinda funny to me that Zayvin had to scatch around to find somebody to make them and pay.
Going to C-Lovers blew the diet for yesterday. We had sushi for dinner and Bob added tinned beans, his all-time fav. Yesterday was a good day for him but he hasn't had too many of those, lately. I am positive that his diabetic meds are "off" and need to be tweaked. Another blood test next weekend for sure. When those shopping centers are developed across the street and down the street from us (supposed to be by October this year) I hope there are some doctors or at least a walk-in clinic. We're getting to the age that we really NEED a family doctor but family medicine is going the other way. The closest family practitioner to us, according to the College of Physicians and Surgeons, is about 10 miles out into the valley. So, yeah.
So it's back to the WW diet for me and hopefully I will be able to recoup yesterday's losses before Thursday night and weigh in time.
I'll try to get a flight for a quick few days. Believe it or not, I have never booked a flight online before and I will have to go through the discovery process on that one. LOL. Hopefully cya around the end of July.
Luv you,
Me.
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