Jet....... lag..... and bruises in the family
Inspired by the recent lj re-emergence of someone on my flist, I figure it's about time I actually posted something. Because after all, once you're gone, it's things like lj that people will have to remember you by.
Stop laughing and read.
Just back from the Land of the Rising Sun, and the jetlag is hitting me much worse than usual. If I fight the early evening sleepiness, I get less tired and find myself unable to sleep until nearly dawn. If I give in and crash out early, I'm wide awake by 2:30 AM.
On this trip, I took my mother and my kids with me. It actually worked out pretty well, except for my mother's strange need to interrupt my conversations with people to talk loudly in English to them. The most egregious examples were at breakfast in the hotel where we stayed: on several occasions she grew impatient with how long it was taking me to clarify things with the waitress and so she blundered in loudly enough to draw stares from people at other tables. Which, of course, simply made things take longer.
Anyway, it was a good trip, and both my mother and my kids loved it. [As an aside, is it grammatically correct to say "both" and then talk about three people? Or am I just considering my kids as a single individual because they're twins? And am I rambling because I'm punch-drunk with sleep poisons at 4:15 in the afternoon?] I'll post some pics in my lj album on the unlikely chance than anyone wants to see.
In other news, my brother and sister-in-law were in a pretty serious car accident on Friday night. Luckily, neither were hurt beyond bumps and bruises, but their* 21 day old car was written off. A young man exiting the QEW drove through the red light at Erin Mills Parkway and hit the driver's side door. My sister-in-law's car rolled over two-and-a-half times, ending up on its roof and 100 metres down the road. And, as a bonus, the other driver has no insurance. It was canceled by his insurance company a few months ago after he was convicted of... causing an accident by driving through a red light.
Do you think it says anything about me that I wrote about my own jetlag before their accident? If I'd written this on Saturday, I'd have written about nothing other than Friday night. Maybe the lack of sleep is fogging my brain.
* It's actually a company car, not theirs personally.
Stop laughing and read.
Just back from the Land of the Rising Sun, and the jetlag is hitting me much worse than usual. If I fight the early evening sleepiness, I get less tired and find myself unable to sleep until nearly dawn. If I give in and crash out early, I'm wide awake by 2:30 AM.
On this trip, I took my mother and my kids with me. It actually worked out pretty well, except for my mother's strange need to interrupt my conversations with people to talk loudly in English to them. The most egregious examples were at breakfast in the hotel where we stayed: on several occasions she grew impatient with how long it was taking me to clarify things with the waitress and so she blundered in loudly enough to draw stares from people at other tables. Which, of course, simply made things take longer.
Anyway, it was a good trip, and both my mother and my kids loved it. [As an aside, is it grammatically correct to say "both" and then talk about three people? Or am I just considering my kids as a single individual because they're twins? And am I rambling because I'm punch-drunk with sleep poisons at 4:15 in the afternoon?] I'll post some pics in my lj album on the unlikely chance than anyone wants to see.
In other news, my brother and sister-in-law were in a pretty serious car accident on Friday night. Luckily, neither were hurt beyond bumps and bruises, but their* 21 day old car was written off. A young man exiting the QEW drove through the red light at Erin Mills Parkway and hit the driver's side door. My sister-in-law's car rolled over two-and-a-half times, ending up on its roof and 100 metres down the road. And, as a bonus, the other driver has no insurance. It was canceled by his insurance company a few months ago after he was convicted of... causing an accident by driving through a red light.
Do you think it says anything about me that I wrote about my own jetlag before their accident? If I'd written this on Saturday, I'd have written about nothing other than Friday night. Maybe the lack of sleep is fogging my brain.
* It's actually a company car, not theirs personally.