October 2, 2010
Earache. Hello eardrops do your thing please?
My mother once described a particular ear ache she had that was so tremendously painful that the memory of her description and her language makes me celebrate that this one is just a grumble in comparison.
A pop song of an earache.
But be off none the less.
October 2, 2010
The swimming is not going at all well.
My ear protests it.
The ear keeps me awake at night reminding me it doesn’t approve of the dips.
Thank Christ I am friends with a wonderful audiologist who has warned me on the likes and dislikes of the ear.
I think there might be more hope for learning the trapeze.
But
We’ve been in this territory before with arugula and that arugula stands tall in the bent over way arugula stands.
October 1, 2010
Jayzeus.
In bingo terms. 3&4 =34. Yup 34 billion. The new estimate on the cost of the Anglo Irish bank bailout.
Sweet mother of jay-zeus.
Inhale the details here
I am off to Prime Time.
October 1, 2010
On this day in the mail box lay:
– a strange news broadcast sheet from a realtor (estate agent) advising us on property sales dips in the area, in hushed tones like it was the food supply. I quote
“While we experience moments of concern whenever the market records significant drop in activity, there is comfort in predictability…”
Come again, what have we done to invite such broadcasts? I expect such ruminating on the levels of blood at the blood bank. Not Condo sales.
And
– A flyer for Mark’s Works World (and I hasten to add favoured reading material at the blue kitchen table — I have been known to slink about at the back of Marks in an illicit manner picking up steel toed boots…)
On the flyer nude except knicker wearing Calvin Klein male and frolicking female — the slogan “Comfort is the new sexy”. Yes indeed v Mark’s Work World. Hang hammer on six pack. Hitch road signage to delicate vest.
Hello Plant Mark’s have you lost the complete run of yourself?
We visit you to salivate over fluorescent jackets and tire gauges and woollen socks!
Inside said leaflet only practical clothing boasting insulation to -15. Nude and knickerly indeed.
September 29, 2010
I am molto perplexed by the current weather system. This in part because for the first stretch of it I was in Victoria and following what was happening up on the North of Vancouver Island. I have yet to entirely understand which way the system has gone since. I thought I was reckoning on it, and then today — what the heck ? Somehow someone turned on the sunshine. Er? I am still dipped in the green indicators on the map of epic precipitation.
See the weather requires adept daily study. You cannot assume you’ve got your eye on it, you literally need to be necking with a barometer three times a day. I am dissatisfied with my level of study. Plus things remain dubious on the swimming front. But I was watching a most uplifting sight! A bunch of women over 60+ who swim each day in some frosty coastal spot in Ireland. And only an ordinary swimsuit on them! Mna na h’E appear to be furlined against the deep freeze. There’s me with my swimming jumper heading into the indoor pool. I even wear it in the hot tub. Clearly I need new feathers.
September 29, 2010
In Victoria as of Oct. 3, 2010 they are introducing two seperate postal boxes beside each other. One will be for mail that is destined to remain on Vancouver Island and the other box will be for mail heading off out to the rest of the world.
I await with curiosity whether both boxes will look identical and will they be misfortunate enough to both be slathered in that unsightly graphic covering design. I think a post box should be a strong single colour or a two tone. Something you can spot in the distance. Heck I’d even take a dalmatian design over what we are getting. When it comes to the post I do not have an appetite for the vague!