Damned Disease
I’ve been in pain lately. Well, there’s always some, but we’re talking a different kind, a different quality of it. Quite loud. Pervasive. Distracting. There is too much pressure everywhere. Sitting quietly, not moving hurts. On the other hand, moving hurts, too, maybe even more than sitting still and not moving. Lying down hurts. Only…
A Movie Miscellany
The Oscars are on Sunday and of course, I’ll be watching. Every year, I tend to wonder why – the Golden Globes are so much more fun – but for a person who is mad about the movies, it’s a command performance. Since the ANI (Accursed Neck Injury) has apparently meant a permanent departure from…
Dear Enbrel
Dear Enbrel, The first time I met you, two years ago, you changed my life and in so doing, gave me a second chance. You took away the pain and inflammation in my joints and the damp sogginess that had been part of me since I was four years old. And, just as astonishing, you…
Thoughts on Love
So, it’s here. Valentine’s Day. Second only to New Year’s Eve in terms of its ability to convince single people that they’re losers. On New Year’s Eve, not only don’t you have someone to kiss at midnight, but you’re also encouraged to take stock of your life and find it wanting, whereas on Valentine’s Day,…
HazMat Flashback
A few weeks ago, I’d just come out of the grocery store when I noticed a strange smell in the air. At this particular geographical point in the neighbourhood, if it smells of anything other than vaguely downtown-ish, it’s usually freshly baked/slightly burned bread from one of the bakeries in the market. This was not…
The Snow Queen
Last week, there was a heartfelt plea from Rachel H. in the comments, asking me to use my apparently by now widely (well, at least in the comments of my blog) recognized powers to please, please make the snowing stop. And she’s not the only one who’s had enough (I always thought Canadians were a…
Nobody Does It Better
The lovely Lynn of the comments has for some time now been naggi… erm, strongly encouraging me to watch the new BBC version of Jane Eyre. I’ll be honest: I’m not a huge fan of the Brontës. Ever since the first time I saw a film version of Jane Eyre, I thought that she was…
Escape
I dream of other places. Maybe that villa in Tuscany that I wrote about so long ago, thick walls cooling the inside of the house, while the heat of the sun caresses the gardens and the fields of sunflowers beyond. Or, staying on this side of the pond, a cabin somewhere, almost in the wilderness….
Much Too Much
I have to stop paying quite so much attention to the news. For medicinal reasons. The following is a short list of fairly recent news stories that I can’t get out of my head: 2006 was declared the hottest year in Britain since 1659.One of the six ancient ice shelves remaining in the Canadian Arctic…
Broken Record
I’m going to repeat myself today, probably at great length and hopefully in a way that is just different enough that I don’t bore you senseless. Today, prompted by this entry on Go Fug Yourself, I’m going to rail against the thin (rail… thin… oh, ha-ha!). I, too, watched the Golden Globe’s awards on Monday…
Who’d Have Thunk It?
I never thought I’d say this but… I miss winter. And now I will be considerate and have a brief pause before moving on, in order to allow for those among you who have known me for a while and who are undoubtedly gobsmacked at the moment, to catch your breath and pinch yourself. Imagine…
Midterm Report
I don’t know about you, but I need an antidote. Something light and fluffy and superficial. So I’m going to follow up on a post I wrote at the beginning of the television season and delight (?) you yet again with my TV opinions Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip. I’m still watching, I’m still…