Sunday, April 23, 2006
People and Flowers
I have been a very negligent blogger; apologies to my legions of faithful readers. Right now I'm only posting to avoid doing some writing work that I have to do for actual money. I'm a bad girl. So spank me.
This weekend has been a good one -- busy but in a good way. We had our friends and their boys over for supper yesterday and had a good time. Our kids are very close and comfortable with each other, so it was kind of like a big family affair. One incredible thing about this get-together was that our friend, who works for a flower importer, brought us two dozen roses and three bouquets of daisies. So we now have a huge bouquet of white and red long-stem roses on one table and a huge bouquet of white and yellow daisies on another. I'm surrounded by gorgeousness of the floral kind. I feel kind of guilty about it, like I don't deserve to be graced with this kind of beauty.
Today we had our old neighbour over for lunch. She's 90 and after she moved away from the house next door she suffered a whole lot of health problems, including a heart attack and pneumonia. We invited her for Christmas dinner but she had to cancel because she wasn't well enough. (We brought the dinner to her, but that's not the same.) So we were very happy to finally have her over and see her well and happy and full of vim like she always was. I think she enjoyed it, and she was full of admiration for our fantastic flower arrangements! My daughter is going to go over and help her out with some work in her new apartment, and maybe take her out for occasional walks around the grounds of her complex. My girl likes older people, and always did good things for this lady when she lived next door, but she (the ex-neighbour) has always shown a marked preference for my son, who seems to makes her laugh with delight just by smiling at her. I think he's going to have that effect on plenty of women in his life, old and young.
Life is good and I'm feeling human again, after taking a long time to recover from the craziness of the project I'd been working on since January. Today's rain is going to coax those leaves and flowers out of their buds and the greening of our world will kick into high gear. There's a big magnolia tree on a street nearby that's just about to burst out into a million flowers. If I had a digital camera I'd share it with you, but alas, I am poor. The magnolia's on Brock street in Montreal West. If you're in the neighbourhood try to go by there. It is truly spectacular.
I have been a very negligent blogger; apologies to my legions of faithful readers. Right now I'm only posting to avoid doing some writing work that I have to do for actual money. I'm a bad girl. So spank me.
This weekend has been a good one -- busy but in a good way. We had our friends and their boys over for supper yesterday and had a good time. Our kids are very close and comfortable with each other, so it was kind of like a big family affair. One incredible thing about this get-together was that our friend, who works for a flower importer, brought us two dozen roses and three bouquets of daisies. So we now have a huge bouquet of white and red long-stem roses on one table and a huge bouquet of white and yellow daisies on another. I'm surrounded by gorgeousness of the floral kind. I feel kind of guilty about it, like I don't deserve to be graced with this kind of beauty.
Today we had our old neighbour over for lunch. She's 90 and after she moved away from the house next door she suffered a whole lot of health problems, including a heart attack and pneumonia. We invited her for Christmas dinner but she had to cancel because she wasn't well enough. (We brought the dinner to her, but that's not the same.) So we were very happy to finally have her over and see her well and happy and full of vim like she always was. I think she enjoyed it, and she was full of admiration for our fantastic flower arrangements! My daughter is going to go over and help her out with some work in her new apartment, and maybe take her out for occasional walks around the grounds of her complex. My girl likes older people, and always did good things for this lady when she lived next door, but she (the ex-neighbour) has always shown a marked preference for my son, who seems to makes her laugh with delight just by smiling at her. I think he's going to have that effect on plenty of women in his life, old and young.
Life is good and I'm feeling human again, after taking a long time to recover from the craziness of the project I'd been working on since January. Today's rain is going to coax those leaves and flowers out of their buds and the greening of our world will kick into high gear. There's a big magnolia tree on a street nearby that's just about to burst out into a million flowers. If I had a digital camera I'd share it with you, but alas, I am poor. The magnolia's on Brock street in Montreal West. If you're in the neighbourhood try to go by there. It is truly spectacular.
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Wha...?
Something happened to my commenting while I was out. I have no idea what, but when/if I get the time I will try to re-do the commenting thingy.
Hey, I feel like seeing my book club peeps! I think I'm gonna call everyone up and try to get them over for a bit o' wine and cheese and book chat. I must be starting to feel alive again!
Something happened to my commenting while I was out. I have no idea what, but when/if I get the time I will try to re-do the commenting thingy.
Hey, I feel like seeing my book club peeps! I think I'm gonna call everyone up and try to get them over for a bit o' wine and cheese and book chat. I must be starting to feel alive again!
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Whew!
It's all over but the sleeping now. I'm so happy to be on the other side of a big thing that I had felt I might never get past. The whole thing was a success, and I'm very gratified that my hard work paid off in ways large and small. But it was hard, and I don't ever want to do it again. How hard was it? I lost 10 pounds in 5 days, and probably aged 6 months in the same amount of time, tho' that's harder to measure...
But it's over. Back to my happy normal life! Yay!
It's all over but the sleeping now. I'm so happy to be on the other side of a big thing that I had felt I might never get past. The whole thing was a success, and I'm very gratified that my hard work paid off in ways large and small. But it was hard, and I don't ever want to do it again. How hard was it? I lost 10 pounds in 5 days, and probably aged 6 months in the same amount of time, tho' that's harder to measure...
But it's over. Back to my happy normal life! Yay!
Monday, April 03, 2006
waystation
This is the week toward which I've been working since January, and amazingly enough I actually have five minutes to post something!
Our whole experiment with babysitting, in which my friend helped us out a couple of days a week by looking after my kids was absolutely wonderful. I am eternally grateful to L. for her kindness and affection and top-notch care of my children. Now hubby's at home for this crazy week because my hours will be beyond what you could ask any friend to babysit for.
I have so much to blog about that I can't even begin. Not interesting stuff you understand, just random thoughts about TV shows and how gross consumer culture is and how much I like my new belt that has sequins on it and blah blah blah.
And my baby. How I love she. She's so funny and cute and she's so good at puzzles and finding tiny things in books and my favourite thing that she does lately is this: When I take off her shirt she looks me in the eyes and says "nicey sost?", which means that she wants me to stroke her little back lightly, like I do, and say "nice and soft".
This is the week toward which I've been working since January, and amazingly enough I actually have five minutes to post something!
Our whole experiment with babysitting, in which my friend helped us out a couple of days a week by looking after my kids was absolutely wonderful. I am eternally grateful to L. for her kindness and affection and top-notch care of my children. Now hubby's at home for this crazy week because my hours will be beyond what you could ask any friend to babysit for.
I have so much to blog about that I can't even begin. Not interesting stuff you understand, just random thoughts about TV shows and how gross consumer culture is and how much I like my new belt that has sequins on it and blah blah blah.
And my baby. How I love she. She's so funny and cute and she's so good at puzzles and finding tiny things in books and my favourite thing that she does lately is this: When I take off her shirt she looks me in the eyes and says "nicey sost?", which means that she wants me to stroke her little back lightly, like I do, and say "nice and soft".
