Ordered dinner in Monday and groceries in Tuesday and then got my Visa bill for the last month. Opened it with trepidation, because I've done a lot of online shopping since November, but discovered that mid-session I topped my account up by several hundred dollars and so my credits more than covered my debits. But really should start keeping track ( Read more... )

An insomniac night saw me finishing The Secret Chapter with its intriguing backstory hints about the dragon kings (and may I hope that reincarnated winged serpent at the end is a Chekov's gun?) And very nice too. Except that now I'm left with my library books which are nowhere as genial as the Library ( Read more... )

So Thursday evening I was terribly chuffed at how limber I was after my long day in my bikeless state. Friday of course I was crippled even after an acupuncture session and a mere two hours at work. Knees, lower back, elbows, all screaming after I walked the two blocks from home to the store. Gloom doom despair oh what to do ( Read more... )

International issues aside, was woken from my scratchy achey head cold half-sleep by someone wanting me to be her in half an hour. Pulled clothes on, called a cab, munched slice of toast while sweeping away snow outside. Phone pings, cab co has a 'trace you drive' app, driver is just coming up Christie from Bloor, should be here in two minutes. No ( Read more... )

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After this morning's snowflurries melted in the grateful sun. Wind strong but still, the sight of blue sky counts for much. Am still exhausted after only a few hours' work, which may be age or cold or the psychic fallout of extremely unhappy knees. Occurred to me that paradoxically, joints hurt less when I was living on muscle relaxants and maybe ( Read more... )

Dishes, laundry, cooking- those chicken thighs on special that were best before today. Reminded of chicken in tarragon by someone's chance post (though her version had cherry tomatoes ugh) I did the classic Pierre Franey recipe with shallots, butter, tarragon, and white wine. To which I added mustard and it was yummy yummy. Used Franey's quantities ( Read more... )

Plague has thinned the daycare ranks to laughable numbers, so I only worked two days out of five. In spite of that, I have some sort of bleh, which might be psychological or physical or the effect of half a bottle of wine last night. Or maybe it's just one of those achey days, because yes indeed knees and elbows have been twinging something chronic ( Read more... )

Which is worse: listening to 90 minutes of jazz radio or listening to 90 minutes of jazz radio fundraising? 'If you pledge $20 a month you become eligible to be one of the guests on our two hour airplane cruise over southern Ontario!' No wonder they're falling short. (My physiotherapist stays tuned to JazzFM and today I had the full treatment ( Read more... )

Oh thank you, body. Best way to see in the new year is with a bout of low-grade vertigo. Stupid ear crystals. Can't make the Epley work- room spins- but the new-to-me Brandt Daroff certainly eases it. It's only bad lying down, so propped on pillows makes things OK. Can't believe though that I used to sleep with a minimum two pillows under my head ( Read more... )