Tri-Birthday/Tink Fest
We did the family Spring Babies festivities this weekend, celebration 3 birthday people: Ken, Janne and mor. The Tinks came, too. I’d planned to have the kidlings do the draw for Lynn’s Gift That Keeps On Giving, but… erm… well. The children were so cute and did so many new things I hadn’t seen before,…
My Sister’s Keeper
For the past week, I have been completely lost in My Sister’s Keeper by Jodi Picoult. The book has been in my library for a couple of years – I remember hearing good things about it at the time, but the subject matter intimidated me. However, when I finished a book last week and was…
Fluffy
It’s been a bit of a week. Between being very determined not to think for a while while waiting for the Humira to start working, having trouble reactivating the brain – DST is so kicking my arse – the wheelchair doing that interesting thing again with the spinning around in the middle of the sidewalk…
The Power of One
A long time ago, I put Ken in charge of my opinions. For a while, I found it incredibly amusing to whenever someone asked me a question, look at him and say “what do I think about that?”. Yes, yes, I can see all of you rolling around on the floor laughing right now –…
Wake Me Later
Daylight Savings Time started yesterday, three weeks earlier than normal and I don’t like it. Aside from the fact that if you do something twice, it’s tradition and you don’t fuck with tradition, I have a spring ritual. The year goes something like that’s: after the festivities of Christmas, you slog yourself through a cold,…
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…