This is one of the views from where I’m sitting right now on our last day of four in Mykonos. What an incredible place. I’m going to try to bring some of this sunshine home with me. They seem to have plenty to go around. It’s our first truly lazing around doing nothing day, so I’ll get back at it.
Where in the world am I today?
Post scheduling is a wonderful thing. This is a scheduled post! Therefore please go ahead and consider it wonderful. If you haven’t heard of any horrendous plane crashes with Canadians aboard, today is my second day in Athens, Greece.
Did you know there are 60 places in the world called Athens? Most of them are in the U.S., but you can also visit Athens in Brazil, Scotland, Portugal, Italy, Serbia, Cuba, Finland and Germany. The world is a crazy place. I’ve never been to Athens, Ontario, but I have been to Paris in my birthplace province. It was a long time ago and I don’t remember it. Sorry if you got excited there for a second.
Our flight was ten hours and three minutes on Sunday from Toronto to Athens. I have no idea if I’m lying or not, because all this is actually in the future. Imagine going so far away in just ten hours. I imagine I said that to myself a lot on Sunday. Or whatever day we’re currently experiencing. Always wanted to time travel, and here I am.
“Turn off your mind, relax, and float downstream.” – John Lennon
Jazzy is heading off into the wilderness for a 2 week
endurance test vacation. She will be sending you postcards from the edge of nowhere. These may appear suspiciously like cries for help but are more likely just pathetic bids for sympathy.
“Not that she didn’t enjoy the holidays: but she always felt—and it was, perhaps, the measure of her peculiar happiness—a little relieved when they were over. Her normal life pleased her so well that she was half afraid to step out of its frame in case one day she should find herself unable to get back.” - Jan Struther, Mrs. Miniver
I’ve spent my morning pretending to reorganize things in an effort to make my work space more efficient. Now that the clutter has been successfully rearranged (for better or for worse remains to be seen) I thought I might work on moving pictures around. Then I decided chronological order is perfectly fine.
Here’s how the world outside my front door looked a few days ago. It’s hard to capture a downpour with the rain coming down so hard it bounces back up again. The neighbors car went from dusty to squeaky clean in two minutes flat. And look at that golf course quality green lawn! I continue to pay a lot of money for its beautification and upkeep while taking all the credit, although the rain deserves honorable mention too.
And here’s the next couple of pictures on my phone sent to me from the other side of the country. A lucky granddaughter on holiday in Nova Scotia.
She gets to go to the ocean and I get to look after her dog.
Sometimes he’s very dignified. Sometimes not so much. Today he’s happy because I’m not going anywhere. That makes two of us.
The newspaper is being delivered to my door again. I put the longest vacation stop on it that they’d allow (even though I’m not on a REAL vacation, just an extended pretend one living alone with nobody to care about but myself), and already it’s back, and already today I’ve spent too much time flipping through it. Practicing my sneery face of disdain because there’s never anything worth reading in there.
Except for these two things. Yes, TWO! I couldn’t believe it either.
It’s not the actual article I read because I get the Edmonton Journal which reprinted theirs from the Los Angeles Times. I think the Calgary Herald, being closest to home should be the best source for this feel-good story. Anyway, the facts appear to be the same. So all of you young moms out there writing about your life experiences, take heart! You have a huge audience that genuinely wants to hear what you have to say. Even if it ultimately ends up being only your grown up kids who read it, searching your blog trying to pinpoint when exactly it was that you lost your sanity.
The other article in the “Arts and Life” section (stuck in amongst the Disasters and Death and Sports pages letting us know that there are idiots out there still playing hockey even though it’s nearly July) was a picture of the reunited Beach Boys to feature their album “That’s Why God Made the Radio”. They will be performing at the Calgary Saddledome on July 11th. Why is Calgary having all the fun?
Those guys are OLD (-er than me, even.) This is their first new material in 20 years.
They are still very sharp dressers.
Reliving the glory days. Good for them.
What I seriously needed on my last night in Ontario was a trip to Lord Elgin’s restaurant for all you can eat fish and chips. I hope you can imagine how high my eyes are rolling. Not that their fish isn’t absolutely delicious, but I’ve eaten enough food in the past two weeks to feed a small country. But they really do have the best halibut EVER and they encourage you to eat lots of it. So it’s only polite to oblige.
It’s been incredibly hot all day but the wind has been blowing a gale. There have also been power outages on and off all afternoon. After dinner we went on a tour of the countryside. It’s quite amazing how many wind turbines there are now in North Bruce. It’s definitely not the landscape of my childhood. Hard not to get mixed up in all the controversy surrounding their construction and operation. I wonder if people made such a fuss when power lines were being put up everywhere.
It’s still a beautiful area and it’s interesting to see how things have changed. Of course there are some things that seem to never change too. We drove by the farm where we grew up, the little red school house that’s been converted into a home, and along country roads that used to be gravel and are now paved with brand new houses in the strangest (to me, anyway) places.
My sister and I were able to go through boxes and scrapbooks and photo albums yesterday and today, and I have gleaned a whole bunch of treasures from things that were moms. I’m sorry my sisters house has been the storage place for everything and it does seem a bit incredible that the process of sorting it all has taken such a long time. Some things have been too hard to throw away until now.
One last lunch with my brother tomorrow in London and then I’m heading home. If there’s snow in Edmonton I’d rather not know about it until the last possible minute. I’ve decided against wearing flip flops though, just in case.