It is my favourite day of the week Sunday. I like to get up and listen to the CBC choral music program. Wonderful voices. I like to have tea and read emails them make breakfast. I just like the slow pace of the day.
My partner went and got wood for the fireplace. We have a lovely old fireplace with a brick front and a wooden mantel. I put my picture of what looks like the Amalfi coast with houses and boats, over the fireplace although I would prefer a picture of Wasaga or a painting of that beach. I have old furniture but it is good quality and too many magazines and a bunch of library books around a corner chair with the phone next to it. I also want to get rid of the furniture but it has to wait. Sunday rolls on with phone calls and possible friends to see in the week. The fire burns and sizzles. I email friends then have another cup of tea or ginger drink. It is the best way to spend a Sunday, relaxing.
Offspring shopping. My offspring, went to the store with a friend. I tell them not to go to this store as the prices are high. They go as the food is good and the store products are good. They comes back and complains about the bill. I say to them well you know not to go there but they still go. We can go to stores with almost the same products and get better deals. You can only tell them it is like the horse you lead to water but can't make it drink.
College friends. I go on the social network site and feel disappointed it is almost to late for us to use it except for family and offspring. I check and find a college friend and try and add her as a friend. I don't hear back. As far as I know she has never had offspring or married. Do I hear anything no. College was a long time ago and people at our age feel I think conspicuous using this site. What the heck, we can grow old and think old or we can grew and feel younger. We laugh at our foolishness. What is a few words or photos amongst friends. I do use it to complain about our somewhat nasty prime minister and other government issues. That is good also. What is the point of fuming in silence better to let it out. I come from a tradition of good complainers. We talk through issues, it keeps one alive and ready for the challenge.
Where we live is a very large actually there are two cemeteries, one goes from our main street to the next main street and then to the high street near where we live. The best part about this place is the trees and it is full of historical graves including Prime Minister Mackenzie King, he was alive during the second world war. It is a arboretum with every type of tree you can imagine with imports, also. It is nice to walk through when you are in the mood. I can't say it is my favourite place as my very good friend who died very young is there and I can't help think of her when I walk through it. However my partner parents, my in laws are also buried there and he loves to walk through it. I am more the history buff and there are many historic names either relating to the city and sometimes the country. Maybe that is also why I find it harder to enjoy the walk, history is real to me. This morning he did go over but for another reason with so many trees you do get them breaking and falling down and he had found one worth trying to bring home for the fire. He couldn't lift it it was too large and he said he didn't have the right type of saw to go through it. We did get a few pieces that are now burning in the fireplace. One piece of hard wood has been going for nearly two hours amazing. Fire and the fireplace is the only way to get through a winter even if you use the ones from historic wood.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
February not so sweet, old friends, healing, finding time for peace.
This has not been a time of sweet nothings but a rather stressful month. I would love to just curl up with a book but there always seems a lot to do. I have had a frustrating winter, my partner has been home and worried about work. He has taken some notice of the kitchen and done the dishes.
My friend who lives in a more northerly part of the GTA, sends me emails about her aged mother in law. This lady still lives on her own but has some day help and is now getting more confused. It is giving me friend anxiety about aging. I told her that things will be different for her as she has always had to be responsible and she will remain the same when she is that age. Her Mother in law has had her son my friend's husband to look after her and he is at her beck and call. He is not young. They seem to think she can stay in her home but really she need some one to be their 24/7. Life was much more easier when people lived with their aging parents. My friend says she doesn't get along with her. I do hope one if not all of my children think enough of me to let me be near enough to them when I am very old. Who knows?
I had lunch with two of my oldest friends. We talked a long tine and it was nice to be in their company. One is also looking after her aged parents and the other has had to deal with her parents having Alzheimer's. I lost my parents one when I was thirty and the other when I was almost 43 years old. I would have loved to have had my Father around longer, he died first. The two talked with the one talking about her Mother's last years with her. I am sure it was a healing for her .
I have felt my life in somewhat of an upheaval lately and I would just like to have some peace of mind for a change. Nothing extra ordinary just time to be quiet. I crave quiet and peace. I had hoped to start my writing project but haven't been able to concentrate. I need a weekend away at one of my two favourite places to go. That isn't possible at the moment so I might just have to start writing and due more research as I go along. There is always a way forward if you are determined to get something done.
I am contemplating getting rid of my living room furniture as I am tired of it. I can't replace it at the moment. I have enough with sofas in the basement to put that upstairs for now. Just a though.
My friend who lives in a more northerly part of the GTA, sends me emails about her aged mother in law. This lady still lives on her own but has some day help and is now getting more confused. It is giving me friend anxiety about aging. I told her that things will be different for her as she has always had to be responsible and she will remain the same when she is that age. Her Mother in law has had her son my friend's husband to look after her and he is at her beck and call. He is not young. They seem to think she can stay in her home but really she need some one to be their 24/7. Life was much more easier when people lived with their aging parents. My friend says she doesn't get along with her. I do hope one if not all of my children think enough of me to let me be near enough to them when I am very old. Who knows?
I had lunch with two of my oldest friends. We talked a long tine and it was nice to be in their company. One is also looking after her aged parents and the other has had to deal with her parents having Alzheimer's. I lost my parents one when I was thirty and the other when I was almost 43 years old. I would have loved to have had my Father around longer, he died first. The two talked with the one talking about her Mother's last years with her. I am sure it was a healing for her .
I have felt my life in somewhat of an upheaval lately and I would just like to have some peace of mind for a change. Nothing extra ordinary just time to be quiet. I crave quiet and peace. I had hoped to start my writing project but haven't been able to concentrate. I need a weekend away at one of my two favourite places to go. That isn't possible at the moment so I might just have to start writing and due more research as I go along. There is always a way forward if you are determined to get something done.
I am contemplating getting rid of my living room furniture as I am tired of it. I can't replace it at the moment. I have enough with sofas in the basement to put that upstairs for now. Just a though.
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Family daze, week of trying issues, Page Eight, Vikings and ancestry'
Today I got ready and took my offspring down to the favourite study place. That was fine I shot home and picked up cat food at my favourite pet food depot and headed home. I had planned to visit my friend who's cousin is in from Montreal but knowing that my partner who was working at home hadn't eaten, just returned. I made some of the gourmet spaghetti cheese on toast and peameal bacon, a national delicacy.
After lunch I decide to have a siesta on the sofa before my offspring and his partner arrive. They arrived and brought some cat supplies for Rooster who is now a fixture in our abode. I realize that I had to start the soup, I had planned to make for dinner. While I did that, my partner chatted to them. Things are fine when I tried and tell offspring about an unusual ancestor I have discovered. His comment to me was how will this affect me. I said well it is something of interest. I got up and made tea and then do a bit more with the soup, came back in the room and get my partner to go and start a fire to make the room warmer for them. They don't eat and stay long enough to enjoy the cats then decide to leave. By this time I mention to offspring that he is wearing running shoes only meant for summer and he should get some hikers. There is a couple of inches of snow outside and it is cold in the minus C temperatures. Of course, this is ignored as though I have done something to offend offspring. I must live on another planet but this person is just getting over being sick with another nasty cold. Although, not a child but has virtually no common sense. I am at a lose to know what to say or do when we are together as being like my partner conversation is limited. To add insult to injury he won't wear a new jacket I bought but wears the same jacket that came in grade ten which has to be ten years old. I am sure every parent out there can hear my frustration at dealing with a person of this ilk. Stupid is as stupid does, Forrest Gump's mother was right.
After my last paragraph, I think it is somewhat futile to talk about the week I had. A whole serious of issues has happened to my partner's employment which is hard to explain. Work that is supposed to happen gets push back then goes ahead or disappears off the map. It happened again this week, Work that was supposed to start of the film season didn't go but a small two day work assignment came
into being. This is very little compared to what was expected and an onset of stress happens again.
It also starts a whole series of questions about what to do in the future, none of them very appealing.
'Page Eight', last night we got a film from the library about two men who work for M15/16 in the UK security service. It starred Bill Nigh and Michael Gambon, Ralph Fiennes, Judy Davies and Rachel Weiscz . Bill Nigh had the led as an agent who was very effective and Gambon as the head of the service. Gambon was dying and left Nigh with a tricky assignment to out the Prime Minister for holding secrets. At the beginning, the dialog was a little to hip for words but it relaxed, then went into
fast actioned intrigue of a film all set in Britain. I enjoyed it but my partner didn't. He thought it pretentious He thinks nothing of watching gross horror movies which are just a scream fest to me. I couldn't get over how much Judy Davies was like Mick Jagger, somewhat in her looks and her voice and had to wonder because of her Australian back ground were they related?
Vikings, I am studying the history of the Norse/ Vikings and am enjoying it. I am amazed at the comparison of the culture of the people to today's world, except the violence. I am working on writing a novel about two worlds that interweave through one person's dreams and reality of her heritage. Where it has lead her and where she is going to as well. Quite looking forward to it.
Ancestry, I found out a strange bit of information about one side of my ancestor's of my Grandmother, who has a pedigree, nothing fancy until this came along. I am the descendant of a medieval queen I have read the source a couple of times to make sure that it does follow down to my family tree and as far as I can see it does. I always thought, with my Northern British and Irish roots that we had any connection to anyone remotely royal. It wasn't possible. Even this side of the family there was only a Knight and his lady but I am wrong. Not that it makes a lot of difference except, it is somewhat eye opening. Truth is stranger than fiction. Unfortunately, maybe although with todays high cost and upkeep, I didn't get the castle either, which might be lucky.
After lunch I decide to have a siesta on the sofa before my offspring and his partner arrive. They arrived and brought some cat supplies for Rooster who is now a fixture in our abode. I realize that I had to start the soup, I had planned to make for dinner. While I did that, my partner chatted to them. Things are fine when I tried and tell offspring about an unusual ancestor I have discovered. His comment to me was how will this affect me. I said well it is something of interest. I got up and made tea and then do a bit more with the soup, came back in the room and get my partner to go and start a fire to make the room warmer for them. They don't eat and stay long enough to enjoy the cats then decide to leave. By this time I mention to offspring that he is wearing running shoes only meant for summer and he should get some hikers. There is a couple of inches of snow outside and it is cold in the minus C temperatures. Of course, this is ignored as though I have done something to offend offspring. I must live on another planet but this person is just getting over being sick with another nasty cold. Although, not a child but has virtually no common sense. I am at a lose to know what to say or do when we are together as being like my partner conversation is limited. To add insult to injury he won't wear a new jacket I bought but wears the same jacket that came in grade ten which has to be ten years old. I am sure every parent out there can hear my frustration at dealing with a person of this ilk. Stupid is as stupid does, Forrest Gump's mother was right.
After my last paragraph, I think it is somewhat futile to talk about the week I had. A whole serious of issues has happened to my partner's employment which is hard to explain. Work that is supposed to happen gets push back then goes ahead or disappears off the map. It happened again this week, Work that was supposed to start of the film season didn't go but a small two day work assignment came
into being. This is very little compared to what was expected and an onset of stress happens again.
It also starts a whole series of questions about what to do in the future, none of them very appealing.
'Page Eight', last night we got a film from the library about two men who work for M15/16 in the UK security service. It starred Bill Nigh and Michael Gambon, Ralph Fiennes, Judy Davies and Rachel Weiscz . Bill Nigh had the led as an agent who was very effective and Gambon as the head of the service. Gambon was dying and left Nigh with a tricky assignment to out the Prime Minister for holding secrets. At the beginning, the dialog was a little to hip for words but it relaxed, then went into
fast actioned intrigue of a film all set in Britain. I enjoyed it but my partner didn't. He thought it pretentious He thinks nothing of watching gross horror movies which are just a scream fest to me. I couldn't get over how much Judy Davies was like Mick Jagger, somewhat in her looks and her voice and had to wonder because of her Australian back ground were they related?
Vikings, I am studying the history of the Norse/ Vikings and am enjoying it. I am amazed at the comparison of the culture of the people to today's world, except the violence. I am working on writing a novel about two worlds that interweave through one person's dreams and reality of her heritage. Where it has lead her and where she is going to as well. Quite looking forward to it.
Ancestry, I found out a strange bit of information about one side of my ancestor's of my Grandmother, who has a pedigree, nothing fancy until this came along. I am the descendant of a medieval queen I have read the source a couple of times to make sure that it does follow down to my family tree and as far as I can see it does. I always thought, with my Northern British and Irish roots that we had any connection to anyone remotely royal. It wasn't possible. Even this side of the family there was only a Knight and his lady but I am wrong. Not that it makes a lot of difference except, it is somewhat eye opening. Truth is stranger than fiction. Unfortunately, maybe although with todays high cost and upkeep, I didn't get the castle either, which might be lucky.
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