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Thursday, 22 February 2018

Thoroughly Confused

No longer 'only slightly confused' I am now 'completely and thoroughly and hopelessly confused'.  Long wekends do that to me.  This week started on a Tuesday which put garbage day off by one and shopping day off by a couple since I didn't want to shop on the same day everyone else was going to mob the stores.  I've been trying to get a knitting project finished, the hubs birthday is Friday and his family birthday party is Saturday. He has asked for a turkey dinner so that meant juggling things in the fridge to make room for a defrosting turkey.  He asked for an apple spice cake which meant going through the cupboards and making a list of things needed for the recipe.  A delivery was supposed to be coming on Tuesday but came on Wednesday.  A prescription has needed refilling for lo these past two weeks but the doctor is on holiday and will be back on Monday which means she will be overloaded with prescription refills to call in so I'll have to wait for that until maybe Wednesday.  I have gout and am trying to balance two prescriptions in order to clear it up so I can do all this cleaning and cooking for Saturday.  Two of the people coming won't eat turkey so there's that to figure out......    if I get through the rest of this week and the weekend without totally losing my mind I'll be doing well.  Hopefully next week I'll be only slightly confused once again.

Wednesday, 21 February 2018

Using Wednesday's Words

Words for Wednesday is  a weekly writing prompt designed to get our creative juices flowing.  This month the weekly prompts are provided by River of Drifting Through Life (you can find her in my side bar).

This weeks words are:
refocusing, ,theatrically, unimaginable, olive oil, footrest, relieved
and/or
roughly, mythology, disconnected, expansive, campfire and singing.

Here we go:

"A play derived from mythology, roughly accurate, (very rough Aaron grumbled) definitely disconnected from reality...I mean, really now, a group of Norse Gods gathered around a campfire singing Kumbaya?????  Really?????  It's unimaginable."
Aaron strode theatrically to centre stage waving his arms in an expansive gesture that included everyone; actors, stage hands, even the playwright.  "We need to refocus people."
Everyone was, quite frankly, relieved.
"I need to rest and put my feet up." Todd said as he pulled his unicorn head off "and Marjorie will need a quart of olive oil to help her get that ridiculous armour off."


Quite the challenge this week River.  It took me a whole day before the words spoke to me.

Sunday, 18 February 2018

Sunday

Regardless of what day it is in your part of the world, here, today is Sunday.  It is dull, overcast, damp but the temperatures are on the rise and tomorrow we are told to expect 13C and rain.  Can Spring be far behind?
I like Sunday.  The weeks work is done, there are leftovers in the fridge, no one needs me to go anywhere or do anything.....perfect.  
I may knit, I may not, I may just sit here in a vegetative state and drink coffee.  I may get a collection of free books on my Kindle app and read fluff all day.  I may get dressed, I may not.  Choices, choices.  Too much stress.  I may have to go back to bed lol.
Tomorrow is Family Day in Canada...a day when a lot of stores are closed and families are encouraged to spend time together.  Do other countries have Family Day?  I don't know.  I just know that any time they add a holiday to the calendar working people cheer.  I was still working when Family Day was added.  Did I cheer?  You bet I did.  Funny though, after you retire, all these long weekends become a pain in the neck.  
Pretty obvious I had nothing to blog about today.

Thursday, 15 February 2018

Why?

Why?  As I age I find myself asking this question every day.  Why is it when you arrange to have something done you have to remain on top of the situation to ensure people are doing the job properly?  You think you have all your 'ducks in a row' and without warning one of them, for no apparent reason, waddles off to look at a fat June bug and the whole project is derailed.  Why does this, then, mean more work and time (precious time by the way) for yourself? Why does it mean more running around getting everything reset, finding out which 'duck' derailed and putting it back on track?  Shouldn't those that got everything all wrong be doing the work to get it all right again?  Shouldn't things be simple when you get older and are retired and have less energy to waste on needless repetition of instructions?  Why isn't it working out like that?  Why?  Is anyone else finding that people today are not listening, understanding, that they have no pride in their work?  Is anyone else finding there is no 'service excellence' or 'customer service' anymore; that products are shoddy and workmanship sloppy?  Is it just that we're old now and people don't think we know what we want?  I most certainly DO know what I want and how I want it and I'm getting sick and tired of doing other people's work FOR them.   
Oops...I forgot to mention this is a rant.  Sorry.

Wednesday, 14 February 2018

Using Wednesday's Words

Words for Wednesday is a weekly writing prompt designed to get our creative juices flowing.  This month River of Drifting Through Life (you can find her in my sidebar) is providing the word prompts .  Why not give it a shot?

These are this weeks words....
caldera, Merlin, unicorn, crossbow, thoughtless, stunning
and/or
glinting, crop, valley, particular, deliberately and cave

here we go:

The sunlight glinting off the water pooled in the caldera was blinding but Shannon, with the aid of her iggaak she had acquired from her last adventure, could see Merlins reflection.  The stunning white unicorn posed dramatically at the lip of the caldera.  He made quite the picture against the backdrop of cobalt blue sky and fluffy white clouds.  She deliberately raised her crossbow and with particular care aimed at an outcropping of shale just beneath the delicate hooves.  
"Don't even think about it." Merlin snarled in a decidedly un-unicornish voice.  "I have no desire to topple into the valley below us as a result of your thoughtless, while no doubt hilarious, actions.  "What's that?" he barked.  "Just to your left and about 20 feet down.  It looks like a cave entrance."
Shannon whooped.  "It looks like THE cave entrance." she shrieked.  "Get over here and we'll investigate."

Sunday, 11 February 2018

I Need An Expert

This morning it was obvious we had a visitor overnight.

A single track in the sidewalk and a single track out....



and at the bottom of the front steps...



Can anyone tell me WHAT it was and what it was DOING???????

Saturday, 10 February 2018

A Man And His Shovel

He stands before
the wild winds blast,
feet planted firm
prepared for the task.
One load at a time
is all he asks
of his trusty shovel.

The house stands warm
behind his back,
of comfort therein
he feels no lack
but he's not a man
one could call 'slack'
as he wields his trusty shovel.

The snow comes down
but he stands firm.
He'll last throughout
the snow falls term,
this trusty man
and his shovel.


Sadly this is not a photo from today....I didn't think to get the camera out.  The snow was three times deeper than the photo shows.  (And the trusty man and his shovel are both a whole lot older now.)