La-la-la ... thunk!

Sep. 22nd, 2017 11:33 pm
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So the la-la-la is easy. I finally got to watch the M/M couple Matthew Bourne version of "Swan Lake". I just wish my sight had been a bit better, though I did really ... um ... appreciate the sculptured muscles and torso of the mostly usually topless Swan. Mmmhmm. But it was aggravating to have to watch transposed movements still set to the original music while trying to figure out the details of the story. A lot of Oedipal stuff with Queen Mommy, I figured.

So, why the thunk? Well, I woke up at (stupid) 4:01 a.m. Decided to stay up reading so I could make my ride bookings at 5:00. After that, I stayed up for another 55 minutes before crawling back into bed. By some miracle, I managed to sleep again, waking up at 8:16. Hey, that's almost a really good sleep.

Obviously, watched the ballet after SuM and S left for several hours, so I could blast the music. In the afternoon, I rewatched this week's socially-relevant epi of The Orville. Reading many comments on the show's FB page. Scratching my head over the clueless ones who think the episode was anti-woman???!!! Sigh.

Didn't intend to, but did doze off, waking up at 6:17. So I restarted the news, then watched my game shows. Sent e-mails to Brian and to my sis RS. Also had a call from my friend Kurt (who timed it perfectly for after the ballet). The last two were regarding Thanksgiving Dinner at the church which - alas - will be held the day before. Oy.

Anyway, I think I'm off to bed. I'll have to wake up early again tomorrow for ride booking. Story of my life.

Sleep, glorious sleep.

Sep. 21st, 2017 11:23 pm
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After a false start (no, I did not want to wake up before 7), I surprised myself by falling back to sleep rather easily. I guess the fact that there was no pain tearing through my fingers (and other parts of the body) helped. I was in the middle of a strange dream (aren't they all?) when I woke up at 10:44. Wow. That was just so fulfilling.

As for the dream, well, I'd arranged to meet my dentist (the one I had in my 20s and 30s) at the subway station when I lived in the hoity-toity part of the city. We entered the first car (where the driver was) and sat down on the closest parallel bench so that he could examine my ear! Yeah, I know it doesn't make any sense. We were heading southbound, which would loop around and return us to the major thoroughfare just half a mile from where we started. While he was examining me, I mentioned that I'd never been off the continent at which point the driver (who just happened to be an old friend from church who currently lives in Ottawa) stuck his head out from his booth to mock me and my limited voyages. And then I woke up. Well, at least it was entertaining.

Back in more conventional entertainment, I caught up on my TV from last night, watching the finale of MasterChef. No, I wasn't pleased with the result. Sigh. Tonight's epi of The Orville was sad. Considering the subject matter, I was also saddened to read some of the brutal and unsympathetic comments on the show's FB page. Sigh again. I think I'm going to go read for a little while to clear my mind (even though my sight is especially fuzzy tonight). Sigh times three.
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So, what's the what? Well, SuM, S and I just had a House Dinner & Movie Night. First, for dinner we had grilled Teriyaki chicken, green beans, roasted 'taters, sliced zucchini. Then we had my bourbon pecan tarts and Hypnotiq for dessert as we watched "Freeheld", based on a true story from last decade of a dying NJ cop who wanted to transfer her pension to her partner (with whom she had a Domestic Partnership). Naturally, the council (a bunch of dicks!) were very sad she was dying, but wouldn't transfer the pension (because they thought gay people were icky, dontchaknow), which would have meant the partner couldn't afford to keep their house (and its memories). Only the cop's work partner supported her; but, at the end, a whole bunch of cops showed up at the town council meeting where they reversed the decision. So, yeah, lots of being all choked up and crying. There's also a documentary, so we'll try to watch that in the next couple of days.

Now, why no pain? Because church-John came a-calling (texting me while I was in the shower ... and he was already parked outside without my knowledge!). After I got dressed, we took my new coat to the cleaners to get my sleeves shortened. When I got back home, I took two pain pills, swallowed down by Coke. Oh, feeling much better.

Anyway, much better than this morning, when I'd woken up at 4:11 a.m. (from the pain lancing through my fingers). So I decided to read and actually finished the book which ended up being horror/crime/mystery/child abuse/sociopathic siblings. Uh ... yeah. So not pleasant, even if it was gripping. After I finished, I returned to reading the engrossing God book by Sawyer. Much saner. I think I'll read a bit more before bed. Then keep my fingers crossed for better sleep, too.
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It just didn't work out. So perhaps tomorrow or Thursday.

I had a mostly utilitarian day. Woke up a few minutes before the (horrible) alarm at 7:00. Booked my rides for next week. Hung out on the computer. Exchanged e-mails with my sis RS about a family reunion on Thanksgiving Saturday. Yay, she's in. By the time the afternoon rolled around, I was zonked. Did my customary dozing off during the news (also earlier, with the Nature music channel on). Managed to get through the game shows and snorfled at the Jeopardy! Final: "Crown Royal" or "Royal Crown". Sooooo easy. Did another rewatch of this week's The Orville just because it puts me in a good mood.

Read my weird book for a while and I think I'll be returning to it. And then I'm hoping to get in some more good sleep tonight. ::crosses fingers::

I have a headache.

Sep. 18th, 2017 10:42 pm
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Of course I do. After all, it's the day after. And that's usually a letdown. What isn't usual is actually having a headache. Oh, sure, sinus aches; and, since 2008, eye socket aches. But not pain in between the eyebrows. So I spent most of the day in bed, first zoning out and napping in the morning, then dispiritedly reading my very strange book. Watched the usual TV in the evening. Didn't communicate with anyone. OTOH, SuM brought me the all-male Swan Lake from the library (wonderful!) and we're going to have a movie night on Wednesday with another biographical movie. I figured I'd watch the ballet tomorrow as I'm sure the music will make me feel better. ::crosses fingers::

Birthday!

Sep. 18th, 2017 08:57 pm
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Happy birthday [personal profile] wings128! I hope your day was full of good things, like lots of slash for your ship(s) of choice and presents :)
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So, guess who showed up at church at 9:00 a.m.? Yup. I did. But, blondie, how could that be? You were supposed to be picked up at 9:00 a.m. Well, the driver decided to be twenty-four minutes early. As I was ready (and just relaxing at my computer), I went. Luckily, as it was a spectacular day weather-wise, I loved sitting outside in the shade of a really old tree and listening to the service. The music was really clear, the spoken parts less distinct.

The service was - as should be no surprise - amazing. Church-John surprised me with a prezzie, an issue of Playboar magazine. He said he'd given Ash a copy of Catmopolitan! He also gave me a double-thick Sharpie as mine were fading. It's a bit clumsy to hold even if it has twice the capacity. But ... no pain killers. He said he'd get them for me in a couple of days and then drive over. So I suggested we might go to the dry cleaner so I could get my new coat sleeves shortened.

After the service, while I was sitting outside waiting for my ride, the photographer asked if this would be a good time to photograph me. I agreed, even though it wasn't with her lights and equipment. I'm curious to see how the piccies turn out as they're for a special project. If they don't out, then we can try again. When I got home, I decided to treat myself first to sitting out on the back deck again. And, after a long sit-down, I finally went inside to work on my review. It didn't take long, but then I wasn't going through Every. Single. Minute!

With no news (stupid football), I had nothing to watch until The Orville which I'd already set to record. I dozed off but woke up just as it was starting. More juvenile humour, but also some really funny stuff. So, yes, I enjoyed it and will rewatch for stuff I missed.

Now I think it's time to crawl into bed and read my new library book. Nighty-night, all.
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Well, I first opened my eyes at 4:43. Bad body. Bad mind. I tried my hardest to fall back asleep, but failed, finally getting out of bed at 5:26. So, I had all this time ahead of me. I read, I sent e-mails to all and sundry, I eventually (like hours later) had brekkie. And watched as the hours crawled by. Did a load of laundry at noon, so I had nothing hanging over my head for the afternoon. Even after having marble cake and a Coke for lunch, I still felt like dozing off. That's how drained I am.

It's Homecoming Weekend at church ... and I am not there. Sigh. Well, I have to accept that I just can't be everywhere for logistical reasons. Tonight there was a cabaret-style show. I'm sure church-John will tell me everything about it tomorrow morning.

Watched my evening shows, then read some more. Tried on my new leggings (for tomorrow) and absolutely love them. Threw out a pair of ancient holey (like 3 decades? old) ones. ::shudders:: My outfit is prepared, my jewellery chosen. All I have to do tomorrow is fill my water bottle. But, oh, it's been a looooong day. Looking forward to the "S" word tonight.

Filling in my social calendar.

Sep. 15th, 2017 11:37 pm
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Yay for communicating with Brian. We have set the date for me to visit him in his Casa by the lake on Saturday, September 30. He will serve Tea (with, I'm sure, many fabulous delicacies). I can't wait.

Evidently, my body couldn't wait either, as I woke up a few minutes before 7. So, only 6 hours of sleep last night. Meh.

My primary activity today was continuing to read my Sawyer book. OMG, I can't believe the plot twists. So, as soon as I've posted, I'm scurrying back to bed to read.

It was a dead TV night (after the news and game shows); I recorded my primary TV channel's rundown of its fall shows. I guess I'll watch it tomorrow. Anyway, off to read and then, please, universe, sleep.

A better update later, but for now:

Sep. 15th, 2017 02:26 am
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I wrote a thing! It's a WIP, which I understand might not be everyone's thing, but check it out if you like.

So many reasons to smile today.

Sep. 14th, 2017 11:07 pm
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First of all, I. SLEPT. Woo with a side order of hoo. I'd gone to bed around 1:15 and slept until 10:15. It felt amazing. Then I got to be lazy all day long. Exchanged e-mails with church-John. I had to laugh, because the resto we visited yesterday commented on my FB post. So I commented back. Mentioned how much blind old moi appreciated the fact that they put their menus on their website. Also signed up for a book club at my vision loss group. Our first meeting will be at the end of October. On a weekday. Mid morning. All are eminently doable.

Continued reading my latest Sawyer book that is captivating ... about the existence of the last conscious thought that apparently houses the soul as it escapes the confines of the dying body.

Reverted back to old behaviours as I drifted off during the 6:00 p.m. news. Oops. Managed to watch most of WoF and all of Jeopardy! Then was confronted by the wasteland of no new premieres on TV. So I'm listening to songbirds. So very pretty and soothing.

I think I'm headed to bed, as I'm yawning (an excellent sign, believe me). I'll try to read for a while (though it's harder to absorb philosophical and biological principles when I'm sleepy). I can't believe tomorrow is already Friday. Just where did my week go?

Today was a great day to be old....

Sep. 13th, 2017 11:46 pm
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... even if the sleep gods were being mean and stingy. Oh, sure, I got more sleep than the night before: all three hours and forty-seven minutes of it. Siiiiiiigh. So I read, foofed around on the computer, and rewatched The Orville until 8 (when the alarm was supposed to ring). After brekkie, I felt warm enough to jump in the shower and carried over my Euphoria indulgence by actually applying perfume to my wrists and behind my ears. Made me feel very special! Though it wasn't hot, it was mostly sunny, so I wore my oldest (holey) leggings with thin socks ('cuz I was hoping to try on boots), along with my mango-azalea slashed top. Church-John showed up at 12:30. First stop: just a few miles away to find me a fall coat. ::crosses fingers:: We couldn't find the store. Plazas in the suburbs are ridiculous. So frustrated, I handed c-J my phone so he could phone the store and get proper directions.

After we parked, c-J followed me into the store which I hadn't expected. The clerk found me the exact coat I wanted (it has wicked zippers and even a storm-thumb feature in the sleeve lining). Yay. I'll take it. I also added a couple pairs of leggings. Then I tried (to try on) knee-high boots. Yes, you may laugh now. I had to try to haul my right leg onto my left knee and slide the boot on. Fuggedaboudit. As Peppa Pig would say, "It's impossible!" There was just no way I could see myself doing it on my own. Sigh. So, we left the store, with me being mostly ecstatic.

When we got downtown, we finally visited the French resto our friend had recommended. We were seated in the front window, so we could see everything outside while still enjoying the oh-so-casual and nostalgic French music. I had an amazing meal, starting with Tuna Tartare on Avocado, French Onion Soup, two large glasses of French Rose. a Strawberry Crepe, and (total indulgence) a glass of Pernod Pastis (don't know if I spelled it correctly as c-J was reading the menu). OMG. What a blast. We both talked about how wonderful it is that we can enjoy ourselves with these outings, even though we can no longer cook or entertain the way we once did.

We had two more stops on the way home: to get me money from the bank machine and to pick up my red winter coat, fully-relined in dramatic black satin. Luscious.

When I got in, I collapsed (which should come as no surprise). All that wine and excitement! I managed to settle down to watch the news and my game shows. Then there were two hours of MasterChef. And, now, I'm trying to reverse the wee bit of nausea. Time for sparkling water, say I. And ::fervently crosses fingers:: hope for real catch-up sleep!

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