Woof!
I feel like a dog. Perhaps I should provide a wee preamble. I have asthma, which is triggered by all kinds of smells – perfume and cologne, scented products (lotion, soap, shampoo, etc.), cleaning products, flowers, you mention it. If it has a smell, I’m likely to start wheezing. Especially when my lungs have already…
My Choice
Stephanie said to pick one and hate it more. I picked, but not exactly in the way she’d intended: I hate weather extremes. (Well, I have a sick obsession with watching anything about extreme weather on TV, which is also why I’ve seen Twister about 5 times and why I wrote down the opening day…
Summer in the Big Smoke
Too busy trying to breathe to blog. There’s something deeply wrong with being able to see the air.
Stuff & More Stuff
No wonder I’ve been gallivanting about, taking pictures of trees and waxing poetic. I’m avoiding something. Namely, spending too much time in my apartment. My place is an absolute tip. I love British slang, in this case because it exactly describes the state of my home: it looks like someone tipped a dumpster in here….
My European Vacation
To start things off, I got my summer clothes out of storage (helped/hindered by The Supervisor) and then I took a trip to Europe, without leaving the city. First, I went to Greece. Well, it was actually a fountain, but it could pass for the Aegean Sea and I was eating souvlaki. The next stop…
Follow Your Nose
I was reading a book in the park, enjoying the obvious: reading a book in the park after months’ worth of freezing various appendages off just thinking about being outside. I’ve found a place next to some wooden benches and a picnic table that smells divine when baked by the sun – brought me right…
QOTD
This “Quote Of The Day” comes courtesy of a telephone conversation with Michele: Her: I need to call George Bush. Me: The President of the United States? Her: Yep. Me: er… why? Her: They’ve been found. In Ajax. (Ontario) Me: Wha…? Her: Weapons of Mass Destruction. I’ve found them! Me: You did? Her: Embodied in…
I Can See Your Sinus Cavity
I had a Plan. The Plan involved keeping my eagerness to blog madly at all times about every little thing in check and stick to about three times a week. Let’s face it, my shoulders can’t take much more than that. Then I went to the doctor for my Enbrel shot and it all flew…
Here Already?
Of the 23 Victoria Day weekends I’ve experienced since I came to Canada, this was only the third where it didn’t pour buckets all three days. This year, it actually seemed like the first long weekend of the summer (I’m ignoring the rain promised for this afternoon). I spent it doing nothing with great abandon…