Sunday, January 29, 2012
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Friday, January 20, 2012
this week in my world
Its been a strange week. Monday started out with a shock of cold and since we had only been back from the islands both near and far for a week we just couldn't believe that -27 degrees really could be that cold until we stepped outside.
I toyed with the idea of throwing a glass of water into the air to entertain you dear reader but then I thought that it would be stupid to get dressed up to go out side and fog up the camera for a cheap trick. That is really what we do up here for laughs in the winter. For some reason we lose all memory of how cold winter is and how to drive in it until it slaps us in the face a year later.
We think it is a really hoot to dress up in parkas and touques and throw water into the air and watch it turn to fog as it hits the air. More sane people in other parts of the world where the weather is warmer, splash each other with water in the pool or at the beach and toss their sun bleached hair and clink the ice cubes in their mai tais.
I hit the bricks running this week, my job is to take pictures of and do appraisals of properties and send them off into cyberspace from whence they came and from whence they return to me as listings and then "him indoors" work begins. So not only did I have to find coordinating winter clothes to do the job but I have to give my brain a jumpstart on winter driving.
I spend a lot of time coordinating my wardrobe and footwear and doing my hair and my make-up just in case the EMS people have to pry me from a wreck in the ditch. Our highways are always a skating rink in winter and no end of wingeing by the populace has improved the management of snow removal. So the Deerfoot is always in a state of closure or down to one lane. And of course I couldn't be caught out without my make up and in workout clothes.
By Tuesday I was sick of winter and having had a full 24 hours of it I thought it was time for a yoga class. I love my yoga classes because they are the ony place that I can really slow down and be present. I give lip service to meditating on a regular basis but the reality is I am like a squirrel in a cage most of the time and have to be sedated in order to slow down. I imherited this condition from my mother. We once made a Christmas dinner for 17 people which took 8 hours to prepare and my mother jumped up and whisked everyone's plate and away and had the dishwasher running within 17 minutes of sitting down.
Anyway Wednesday came around and I fell into complete inertia and it took me all day to do one hour's work. So I snoozed.
Around 3 in the morning HIDs tapped me on the shoulder and said, do I have spots? I said no and went back to sleep. I hadn't actully looked but my brain was busy with a dream and I incorporated that question in a the dream.
At 5:30 he tapped me again and said can you look? OMG I said you are covered in spots, and lumps and you are hot. Go take an antihistamine. And I rolled over. 5:30 is damned early. We happen to have both Benelyn and Benedryl in the cupboard, He took the cold med not the antihistamine. At 8:00 am we were up and he staggered to the kitchen where I got a good look at him in the light,.
Gasp. I said to him you have to go to the doc's right away. What have you been doing? What could you be allergic to? It took about an hour for my brain to process it and remember that he had been on an antibiotic for an ear and chest infection that he brought back from Hawaii. Poor bastard, he was just miserable. His face was developing lumps and I was afraid he would go into anaphylatic shock and his throat would close.
Long/short, he got into a walk-in clinic and is now on a powerful antihistamine and is dosing. Poor guy can hardly keep his eyes open. Spots and lumps are diminishing. But never again can he take that kind of antibiotic.
I cruised Facebook. I have only been on that a few times. I hate social media. But, I noticed Ashley's Etsy page. You must check it out... Pottery Ashley Morrow... I hope this works out for her as she is currently unemployed and she will have to sell her stuff for several thousand dollars each in order to support herself.
I toyed with the idea of throwing a glass of water into the air to entertain you dear reader but then I thought that it would be stupid to get dressed up to go out side and fog up the camera for a cheap trick. That is really what we do up here for laughs in the winter. For some reason we lose all memory of how cold winter is and how to drive in it until it slaps us in the face a year later.
We think it is a really hoot to dress up in parkas and touques and throw water into the air and watch it turn to fog as it hits the air. More sane people in other parts of the world where the weather is warmer, splash each other with water in the pool or at the beach and toss their sun bleached hair and clink the ice cubes in their mai tais.
I hit the bricks running this week, my job is to take pictures of and do appraisals of properties and send them off into cyberspace from whence they came and from whence they return to me as listings and then "him indoors" work begins. So not only did I have to find coordinating winter clothes to do the job but I have to give my brain a jumpstart on winter driving.
I spend a lot of time coordinating my wardrobe and footwear and doing my hair and my make-up just in case the EMS people have to pry me from a wreck in the ditch. Our highways are always a skating rink in winter and no end of wingeing by the populace has improved the management of snow removal. So the Deerfoot is always in a state of closure or down to one lane. And of course I couldn't be caught out without my make up and in workout clothes.
By Tuesday I was sick of winter and having had a full 24 hours of it I thought it was time for a yoga class. I love my yoga classes because they are the ony place that I can really slow down and be present. I give lip service to meditating on a regular basis but the reality is I am like a squirrel in a cage most of the time and have to be sedated in order to slow down. I imherited this condition from my mother. We once made a Christmas dinner for 17 people which took 8 hours to prepare and my mother jumped up and whisked everyone's plate and away and had the dishwasher running within 17 minutes of sitting down.
Anyway Wednesday came around and I fell into complete inertia and it took me all day to do one hour's work. So I snoozed.
Around 3 in the morning HIDs tapped me on the shoulder and said, do I have spots? I said no and went back to sleep. I hadn't actully looked but my brain was busy with a dream and I incorporated that question in a the dream.
At 5:30 he tapped me again and said can you look? OMG I said you are covered in spots, and lumps and you are hot. Go take an antihistamine. And I rolled over. 5:30 is damned early. We happen to have both Benelyn and Benedryl in the cupboard, He took the cold med not the antihistamine. At 8:00 am we were up and he staggered to the kitchen where I got a good look at him in the light,.
Gasp. I said to him you have to go to the doc's right away. What have you been doing? What could you be allergic to? It took about an hour for my brain to process it and remember that he had been on an antibiotic for an ear and chest infection that he brought back from Hawaii. Poor bastard, he was just miserable. His face was developing lumps and I was afraid he would go into anaphylatic shock and his throat would close.
Long/short, he got into a walk-in clinic and is now on a powerful antihistamine and is dosing. Poor guy can hardly keep his eyes open. Spots and lumps are diminishing. But never again can he take that kind of antibiotic.
I cruised Facebook. I have only been on that a few times. I hate social media. But, I noticed Ashley's Etsy page. You must check it out... Pottery Ashley Morrow... I hope this works out for her as she is currently unemployed and she will have to sell her stuff for several thousand dollars each in order to support herself.
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Okay, so you asked for pictures....
this is part of the rough road. |
practicing with my new Nikon 9100 on the macro ...this is sand. |
There and back in a day
It does strange things to your body and head when you get up in the morning and fly somewhere and come home and put your head on your own pillow.
We arrived in Comox at 10 am and were greated by Louise who graciously volunteered to pick us up at the airport along with the miriad of other things she had to do. Today was the day of Mike's Memorial.
Her whole family was there helping, along with her 5 grand children and Mike's son and daughter from France.
The memorial was lovely, people spoke of the Mike they knew, and since he had so many facets to his life, everyone's story was just a little different.
Jenny said that as a child she was sure he was 100 years old for all the things he crammed into his short 70 years.
He was in the Israeli army, he caught cobras in the desert for venom, he owned a pub in Germany and one in Canada as well as a hotel in Liberia. He was a record producer, a farm hand, a cab driver, a realtor, an importer/exporter....and the list goes and on and on.
Tears were shed and old acquaintences were renewed and I think Mike would have liked that most of all.
We arrived in Comox at 10 am and were greated by Louise who graciously volunteered to pick us up at the airport along with the miriad of other things she had to do. Today was the day of Mike's Memorial.
Her whole family was there helping, along with her 5 grand children and Mike's son and daughter from France.
The memorial was lovely, people spoke of the Mike they knew, and since he had so many facets to his life, everyone's story was just a little different.
Jenny said that as a child she was sure he was 100 years old for all the things he crammed into his short 70 years.
He was in the Israeli army, he caught cobras in the desert for venom, he owned a pub in Germany and one in Canada as well as a hotel in Liberia. He was a record producer, a farm hand, a cab driver, a realtor, an importer/exporter....and the list goes and on and on.
Tears were shed and old acquaintences were renewed and I think Mike would have liked that most of all.
Sunday, January 8, 2012
what a day
Today we did nothing but lie on the beach. Tomorrow we must go home, we are both ready to leave as we as relaxed as we can be. My day was perfect, I snorkeled on our beach and saw some wonderful fish, just a couple of yards from the water's edge. When I ungracefully staggered back to my beach chair tripping and stumbling on my flippers, I looked up and there were whales. God this is an ungainly sport though, I ate more sand trying to get my flippers off.
The whale show went on for a couple of hours. Huge splashes from their breaching and fountains of exhalations. I just couldnt believe my luck, to be in the presence of these massive beings.
Back to the fish, I saw a little scarface blenny, lots of angel fish and so many endemic to Kauai.
So, back to YYC on Tuesday morning. It appears that the balmy days at home will be over and we will bring some nasty cold and snowy weather with us.
In the meantime aloha.
The whale show went on for a couple of hours. Huge splashes from their breaching and fountains of exhalations. I just couldnt believe my luck, to be in the presence of these massive beings.
Back to the fish, I saw a little scarface blenny, lots of angel fish and so many endemic to Kauai.
So, back to YYC on Tuesday morning. It appears that the balmy days at home will be over and we will bring some nasty cold and snowy weather with us.
In the meantime aloha.
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
helicopters and whales
Its hard to post from here as I am not yet comfortable on the playbook...its a size thing I guess, but this was the helicopter and it flew us right down into the crater of Wai'ale'ale. This is the wettest place on earth and although this is winter in the middle of the rainy season the wall of water falls is drying up. water falls yes,but not as full as they could be we saw whales in the ocean below. However today we went on a whale watching tour on a catamaran.
I took my new Nikon camera and not the BB playbook which is what the pictures posted here were taken with. So no whale pics to post but we saw plenty. All were young males and they were rolling and breaching and gave us a great show.
zorry the guy i |
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