The birthday girl gets a pedicure. (We all did!) (Except the guys.) Her birthday dinner request was for turkey and stuffing and all the trimmings. So we’re all stuffed. And we have amazingly beautiful feet.
It’s been a long day, but I’m managing to squeeze in a post before the 30th of March is gone forever for another year! Drove through the city during morning rush hour to my daughters, packed up the car, stopped for coffee (we do have our priorities) and headed north. It’s a surprisingly shorter trip when she drives. Not to mention very relaxed for me. We’ve had a lovely meal and some excellent wine and and are all pumped for the birthday celebration tomorrow.
This is how thrilled one of my grandsons was to see me. He looked up for long enough to make his head look blurry in the picture and then he had to get back to his game. He also has his priorities all sorted out.
We are a family obsessed with electronic gadgets! All of us have been sitting in the living room playing “Draw Something” on our phones and I-Pads. Parlour games have morphed into something very far removed from checkers and monopoly. The penny is being phased out and so is cursive writing. (One of these days my lists on paper will be something for the museums and the archives.) I should try harder not to misplace so many of them.
Every time I see these kids I’m amazed at how they’re growing up. Time is flying by. Impossible to slow things down so I guess I’ll just try to get a good grip on things and hold on for the ride.
Electronically! Via Turbo Tax! What a stupid name. Nothing irritates me more or puts me in worse humor than having to complete my income taxes every spring. Usually I put it off until the end of April (because why should the government get my money before I’m good and ready to part with it) and spend about 60 days (prior to actually sitting down and figuring it out) dithering and stewing and brooding about it.
Today I got it done. And yes, I think I do deserve huge rewards and medals and commendations. Or at the very least some words of praise. Which I will no doubt have to think up for myself because no one else really cares, except maybe the revenue people, and they only pay attention if you DON’T get it done. This year I’m finished with it a month early because I’m going away and I didn’t want all that anguish to accompany me on my holiday. So now I have over thirty fret-free pre-tax deadline days. Wow. I could get a real head start on next year. And I could work out some kind of system for all the receipts and deductions and paperwork, but I always have plans to get right on that and then never really do. I put a label on a file folder and then wonder a year later why there’s nothing in it.
Tomorrow I’m leaving with my daughter and grandaughter to go visit the cousins and celebrate a couple of spring birthdays and maybe we’ll toss in some Easter festivities as well. Just for the weekend, and then back home and then off to Ontario for two weeks to see my brother and sisters and other miscellaneous relatives. The furnace should be all installed early next week, and the renovations at work in our department should be finished by the time I return. And the grass should be green and the leaves should be out and the lawn people should be hard at work on our yard. And W will be off to the island for the summer having officially retired. Again.
I will be hauling my lap top with me everywhere I go, as well as my phone and my camera, so no one I meet will be safe from turning up in this blog. I hope to gawd they’re more interesting than taxes.
Somebody told me that March 28th is Spring Cleaning Day. I’m just going to pretend I don’t know that. A thorough cleaning of the entire house from top to bottom, letting in fresh air and sunshine and sweeping out all that winter dust – just thinking about it exhausts me. Besides, the weather here is not co-operating, really. Thank you weather. It’s overcast and a bit foggy and only plus one, and not nearly windy enough to blow the cobwebs away. So I’ll just add spring cleaning to my long list of things to put off indefinitely. Or at least until the snow is gone and the dandelions arrive. Although indefinitely is preferable in this case.
A few days ago I got a copy of Canadian Health and Lifestyle magazine in my mailbox. I’m sure somewhere there was an explanation as to why, but if I saw it I don’t remember what it said. What a depressing bunch of articles. Now I’m sure I have early dementia, diabetes, parkinson’s disease, respiratory problems, and all kinds of lethal deficiencies from not eating enough vegetables. And I’m almost convinced that I have been completely brainwashed when it comes to carbs. Plus, my electronic devices are zapping the life out of me. And as if all that’s not enough to make you suicidal, they sneak in the suggestion that we should all be eating delightful delicious dandelions. That’s where they lost me completely.
There’s the link, in case you think I made that up, and in case there’s a remote possibility that you might feel like whipping up some Dandelion Syrup to go with your buckwheat pancakes. Or whatever kind of pancakes don’t give you dementia.
I’m going to get back to re-reading the Hunger Games trilogy – it’s way more cheery.
I did not know there was a Zodiacal House of Money. Perhaps this is why I am not rich. Or there could be other reasons for that too. Anyway, here’s what the stars are telling me on this 27th day of March.
Today the Moon enters your Zodiacal house of money, Taurus, and this month’s visit begins with a lot of financial activity. You’ll really have to be careful about spending, because the Moon forms an astrological pattern known as a T-Square that affects your financial axis, and the way it is situated in your Solar Chart, you’re more likely to let go of more money than you take in. Don’t get excited about any kind of speculative venture, and avoid spending on recreation or gifts for children or lovers.
HA! You’re way too late with that financial advice my little astrological friends. We’re comitted to the new furnace, I’m getting only holiday pay for a month, my shopaholic grandaughter is visiting, and I really really really needed that huge notepad with a picture of coffee on the cover and random coffee beans on every lined page, and the sparkly brown gel pen that came with it, so there’s really nothing I can do now about that very random purchase. And there might have been a couple other ones in there that have conveniently slipped my mind.
There’s already Hunger Games merchandise at a few stores, and I could not resist purchasing the parody. I read it last night, so if you’re looking for a much quicker less serious story, this one could be for you.
I’m not even kidding, I did not notice the dead mocking jay until I’d finished reading the book. It’s a nice touch. Again, I think you have to read the original book to appreciate this one and it’s warped humor.
The random word generator has prompted me to complete the sentence “Life is like……” using the following sets of words.
butterfly, concrete, paradise
pub, stars, dish
Rather than have my head hurt for longer than absolutely necessary, I’ll just use them all at once and get it over with.
Life is like a butterfly in paradise, flittering and fluttering high above the concrete, searching and reaching for the stars; and then somehow getting distracted by the local pub and a dish of peanuts and taking the night off from all that flitting around because seriously, the stars aren’t going anywhere, so what’s your rush.
That was deep. I should try writing a philosophy book. Maybe someone else could figure out the hidden meanings for me. But I can’t start it today because I’m pretty sure that would come under the heading of ‘speculative ventures.’
And finally, as my dad always used to say, money is absolutely no good to you at all unless you spend it. Mind you, I don’t remember him ever going on about the value of coffee note pads, but I’m sure he’d agree I’ll get more use out of that than I would from having a ten dollar bill just sitting there on my desk. So life is good in spite of that ominous T-Square on my solar chart. Or maybe even because of it, who really knows.
And yes, we are still pumped and talking about that! The movie opened here on Friday but we weren’t brave enough to try to get in to see it until yesterday (Sunday) afternoon. Turned out to be perfect timing – one show was just sold out and starting and we were twenty minutes from the next one with no crowds to contend with, at the ticket counter or at the concession stand! When we came out two and a half hours later the place was jam packed with a line up waiting to get into the theatre we were leaving. There have been shows every twenty to thirty minutes every day since it started.
What an excellent movie! It’s been a long time since I read the books and I know how difficult it is to develop a lot of characters in such a short time, but they did an admirable job with the main ones. Of course there’s stuff missing, and a few changes, but all added up it’s a laudible interpretation of book one of the trilogy.
The casting for Katniss Everdeen, Peeta Mellark and Gale Hawthorne (Jennifer Lawrence, Josh Hutcherson and Liam Hemsworth) was brilliant. There was no disappointment for me from book to screen. And Woody Harrelson as Haymitch Abernathy – priceless. I’m not as sold on President Snow being played by Donald Sutherland because he just doesn’t come across as evil enough for me. Perhaps he’ll get more diabolical as the series progresses. Which means I’m hoping for sequels.
This is what the movie making people have to contend with as far as characters go:
What a daunting task. I’m glad I read the books first, but it’s a great movie on it’s own. We were a little concerned that there would be way too much violence (blood and guts and explosions and death scenes), but all kidding aside, the previews for the movies coming up were more horrific than the main feature. I asked Kenzie to sum it up for me in one sentence and she said “It was awesome.”
I’m just going to agree with that.
It’s International Waffle Day! The name comes from Vårfrudagen (“Our Lady’s Day”), which in vernacular Swedish sounds almost like Våffeldagen (waffle day), according to Wikipedia. When you’re eating all those blueberry waffles drowned in buttery syrup today, or waffling about whether or not you want to be bothered with breakfast at all, it’s good to remember you have exactly nine months worth of shopping days left before Christmas.
I’ve never had any luck at all with waffle making, except maybe for the kind you pop in your toaster, and apparently that’s the worst kind of cheating. No good at crepes either, but my pancakes are passable. And by that I mean they pass the grandchildren test – perhaps not the most discerning gourmets on earth, but I’ll take praise wherever I can get it.
It’s a gloomy overcast windy day, but definitely mild, and definitely NOT snowing, so no complaints here. Rain would be a nice touch, but not the freezing kind. Just the snow obliterating version, please.
And now for a crazy word challenge, because I have nothing better to do, and if you’re reading this, apparently you don’t either. These are the words the generator generated, and I’m going to use them all in one brilliant sentence because I don’t have the time or the ambition for anything more complicated right now.
- metal detector
- credit card
There’s a limit to the number of things a shorts wearing Texas Mermaid employee can dredge up with her metal detector in one afternoon, and a treasure worth as much as some priceless violin was apparently not in the cards for her today, so she resigned herself to the fact that it would be yet another credit card night at the pub, praying that the card hadn’t gone to its limit, and hoping for a more lucrative beach combing day tomorrow.
So, before you criticize the hell out of that, just be happy it wasn’t a whole STORY you had to wade through where you’re waiting for some kind of point to be made and then realize there isn’t one.
I’m off to start enjoying this last week of March, but I’m not doing it with waffles. I find myself with a dog that needs walking (and a hamster that’s passed out after running on his little treadmill all night long) and a granddaughter who probably should be doing something other than playing games on my IPhone. Although I do appreciate that she has improved a lot of my scores and reached some new levels for me. Maybe today we’ll go to see “The Hunger Games” which opened here on Friday. We’ve been waiting for the crowds to thin a bit. Popcorn beats waffles in my book any day.