TANGIBLE

This Moment…Right Now..

• I have a big headache. Possibly a sinus thing. I can’t think clearly.
• I’m distracted by a huge work to do list. It’s slow in getting done…
• Sarah keeps going out on “dates”. It’s even more distracting than my headache…
• I have a fairly awesome tan going on. My flowers are thanking me for all the time I spend outside.
• There is redecorating happening…bedroom style…stay tuned.
• There is a huge love fest going on in this house regarding lettuce wraps. Butter lettuce is our new love. Bring on my new Thai chicken filling..
• Wish I could have popcorn…
• My studio is clean. It wants me to mess it up.
• Had an invitation to become an “Artist in Residence” for an elementary school…hmmmmmm
• I am off of coffee. For the most part. My 5-12 cup a day addiction is down to 1-2 cups.
• Had the worst hamburger of my life at Red Robin’s today…sucked ass that money was spent on it.
• Go read IQ84. Best book I've read in a while.
• Surfing here…Flavorwire.
• Shopping here…Jet Pens.

Thursday Moment

I’d first like to thank all the people who call me bright and early on my one day off a week. I don’t get weekends off, I get Thursday off. Thursday I get to sleep in… if my body can fight the built in alarm clock I was given… when my eyes pop open of their own accord. Usually by 8 am. Every single other day of the week including weekends….I am up by 6.

I’m not bitching about my life. I chose it. I own it.

Would it be too much to ask though for the damn phone or cell phone to not start ringing at 7am?? It makes me tired. Cranky. It upsets the delicate balance I have with my workmates. I forget to use please and thank you. I grunt instead of use words…..

Like I said -I own it. 99.9999999% of the time I think I do pretty damn well. You won’t know I have a massive migraine unless I ask you to drive me to the hospital. I can shake off a bad moment faster than a dog after a bath. Except when I’m tired. Even tired is not as bad as exhausted…..people know when I am exhausted. I stop using words effectively. I cry when I try to articulate the simplest thought. Worse, I take everything personally….

It is like I lose myself in a hazy emotional soup.

Morgan plays this game called Amnesia on his PC. This past weekend he did the ultimate…he asked me to play the game with him. Essentially it is a quest style game where “Daniel” slowly loses his mind…. Daniel enters a soupy fog….starts to forget his life…needs to fight his way out and find new clues that remind him of who he is. Somewhere along the 2nd hour of playing I realized I was Daniel.

When people call before 9am on a Thursday I become Daniel by Friday afternoon. For you see…my night shift as mom ends at 11 ish Thursday night and my day shift as CA starts when Dwayne walks in the door Friday morning …..at 3 am. If I’m lucky…on a Thursday night… I get 4 hours sleep. The rest of the week I run on 5- 6 hours a nite….So please. Preserve my sanity and the health and welfare of everyone who has to deal with me….Thursday is my only catch up day…

let me sleep…

Run…Not Walk!

Saturday was a feel good day. My beautiful, talented fellow workmates met to high five each other over a job well done. More than kudos about doing a great job, it was a celebration about survival.  Over the last 6 months our office has made some serious IT upgrades. It started with the research, then meetings about the research and then finally, once a concrete plan had been developed…the upgrade.

Not so simple. It involved a completely new hardwiring of a new - more evolved computer system that needed to be installed. We are talking 11 separate computers. 6 of which are now touch screens. After 3 weeks of wire and assorted gizmos being run through new holes in our walls by an IT dude named Dave… we faced the next daunting task. The new system program interface. With fingers crossed and many of the staff living in fear of  “what if it doesn’t work”…we crossed all our fingers and toes and went live…..3 weeks ago.

We had 48 hours of live training. That is, we flew a dude who could talk the talk to watch us fumble through until… though we begged him to stay….he cheerily left us for his newest condo in Aspen.

During the past 3 weeks we have all reached the realization that though there are many…many bugs in the new program, we as a team are invincible. Not only did everyone absolutely put their best face forward…not one person quit. Even better, we all stayed out of jail.

Saturday my glorious team of 6 Chiropractic Assistants and our head honcho celebrated with copious amounts of Sangria and Tostadas and then got pampered with dessert and pedicures.

 

If you want the cheapest most fabulous pedicure in the city…run don’t walk to Sophie’s Nails. For 30 mere dollars get a full 60 min pedicure. I had mine upgraded for 10 dollars to gel polish…which I love.. In fact I love it so damn much I’m going to go back and get a gel manicure. For another $30.

Coincidently….right next to 3 Amigos…get the Tamales..or Tostadas or or…

Dance Like No Ones Watching

Females… in general, have a thing for dancing. I know for a fact my mother will push herself out of a coma if ABBA or Bryan Adams starts rockin. I’ve actually seen this happen…. for reals…

Most of the time there is a long recuperative period needed…

ok. So one of those bottles was drunk all by yours truly. I came off my 20 day fast off of carbohydrates and was all ….”lets git it on!” Carbohydrate like …of course…

One of my sweet cousins is getting married in a few short weeks. She and her chosen man are having a private ceremony in some kinda eco wonderland where I think they have to hike in for hours while carrying backpacks…..It is somewhere in the wilds of BC. Probably a resort. I wasn’t invited to the actual wedding and I’m pretty much ok with all that cause the party for us uninvited was pretty bangin….

This is the back of Heathers head. She’s the bride. The guy with the massive grin is her betrothed…Jesse. He’s some County of Strathcona Fire/Parmedic ALS super hero. Small world. You can totally tell he is kinda into her. Just sayin.

This was the table Sarah did not sit at. Sarah has the “muzak in her..” either that or a yeast infection that made her squirm to music. With Sarah it can go either way.

Enjoy my montage of Sarah and random relatives dancing. but mostly Sarah…cause she’s cuter than my Uncles…

Check out those gams on that old lady dancing with Morgan….

Photos courtesy of Morgan David….

But I have a Note…

So I missed the entire month of May. I wasn’t sick or away on some tremendous holiday I was just extremely busy handling life.

It kinda all began with that week off that turned out not to be such a week off…

First it involved painting and redecorating the DC’s private office.

Then my mommy came to Edmonton.

Then my favourite boy in the whole world came home from his 3 months of hell away from his mother.

We are so unbelievably proud of this 16 yr old. He came home speaking fluently enough to be told his Grade 12, 30 level French class was no longer the right place for him. Not bad for a kid not ever in an immersion program!

He speaks…oh be still my heart…with such ease and confidence.

Now….here is where you insert into the month of May 2 birthdays- 2 days apart, 2 Mothers Day celebrations, lots of lunches and dinners out and massive amounts of chauffeuring the boy who felt his social life had been deprived while in Quebec.

The best part was that Gram came to be with us. We….(ok I beaded ONCE) worked on a large order of bracelets for summer, weeded and pruned the things I normally would have pulled and discarded and even worked a day job.

It was a very busy month and it ended with a very large dramatic bang. A very dear friend had a crisis.  A nightmare all us mothers never want to experience. Her 19yr old daughter, over the course of 16 hours became unresponsive and fell into an unexplained coma. 48hrs later it was established that it was a rare form of encephalitis probably brought on by a childhood infection. It was scary. Heartbreaking. Scary. After 5 days in ICU she woke to a room filled with love. She is home now and on the road to a full recovery.

It has been a challenging last 3 weeks. We all learned who we can count on in a crisis to get us to where we need to be. I needed to be with this mom and this sweet girl, and my work, in a very difficult time of transition allowed me to do that. I am grateful to every one who helped me ….beyond belief.

Thank you.

Intentions

Today…

I will finish my long awaited June blog header.

I will have breakfast, lunch and dinner.

I will go for a walk in the rain.

Today work will come easily and be achieved effortlessly. My brain will do exactly what I need it to do.

I will iron for an hour….maybe two…

There will be roast chicken for dinner.

The library will accept my apologies for my late returns.

I will move bedroom furniture.

I will have a good hair day.