hadeharia (n) The practice of constantly using the word “Hell”
You know you’ve hit the bottom of the barrel full of hot topics when you start posting pictures of your own feet. But I don’t care, I’ve got nothing else. And this could serve as a gentle reminder to us all that if your toes look all gnarly and deformed, a pedicure, no matter how lovely and relaxing and thorough, is not going to miraculously cure that.
These are my sparkly going-for-a-pedicure sandals. They are good for wearing while you are sitting down, and great for presenting a challenge after your feet are all soft and slippery and have to carry you down a flight of stairs and across a gravelly parking lot on the way to your car.
I chose this colour from the summer pallet, which also had yellow, pink, coral and several shades of brown in it. I didn’t ask what’s with all that brown, just in case they know something about our up coming summer that I don’t. This shade is called “Intention” because calling it watermelon red would be too easy. It’s got sparkles in it. The lady next to me had her toes painted a kind of dull mink brown, and then asked for gold sparkles over top. Mine were done first, so I’m going to assume they inspired her.
There was also a man in a black bathrobe across the room from us having his size twelve feet treated to everything but the polish. More men should have spa days. I keep trying to convince W to at least have a pedicure done. If there are other more futile ways to exercise my powers of persuasion I can’t think what they might be.
The trip to Greece of course came up in our six way conversation and my esthetician assured me that my toes would look gorgeous against the black sands of Santorini.
These are shoes I can actually walk in. Now that my feet are ready for summer, time to go find a summery place to show them off.
Think of a time when you were completely wiped, totally exhausted, bone tired, and just plain done. Not quite dead, but really close. That was supposed to be me after working five days in a row.
But here I am, still conscious, reasonably lucid and almost pleasant to be around. Huh. I don’t know what happened. I expected to be passed out hours ago, comatose and in recovery mode for my two days off. I realize normal people work five days in a row all the time, but my four working days out of seven are broken up into small spurts with frequent home days in between, so I’m just not used to rising and shining day after day after day.
But when you’re short-staffed because some people quit and other people take vacations, these situations come up and you muddle through. In varying states of muddle-ness.
I do know I’m tired though, because there are other clues besides falling asleep mid sentence. When I’m over tired and can’t wind down, I find really dumb things hilariously funny. Like this for instance…..
Hahahaha! Caught poetry! Seriously I laughed way too long at this to be considered sane.
On a completely different note, our pair of mallard ducks continue to show up out of the blue every morning and evening because apparently our backyard is a fascinating place. Or there’s a lot more spilled birdseed out there than we realized. They are delightful to watch. We have also had visits from a lone Blue Jay and a Jackrabbit who is all splotchy changing from white to brown. I feel like I’m living in an enchanted forest. Another sure sign that I’ve been working too much.
Well, there. That certainly explains many things about this particular little ramble.
I hope you all are having a fabulous weekend! Mine has just begun. With any luck I’ll be able to stay awake for some of it. Maybe take some more miraculous wildlife-in-the-city pictures with my phone. Maybe we should build a duck blind! Maybe not. I’ll sleep on that one.
Yes, this is a picture of a big ass chocolate bar. It was the most exciting thing that happened to me yesterday. I had adjusted and dispensed glasses to a little old lady (she was way older than me, by at least 10 years) and as she got up to leave she asked me if I liked chocolate. I said yes. Dark chocolate? Yes. She whipped this monstrous thing out of her bag and told me to enjoy it with the rest of the girls who helped her pick out her glasses and to have a nice day. Just being called a ‘girl’ would have been enough to make the day nice.
But look at that thing. It is for sure my kind of gratuity. Normally we get nothing (which is what we expect even though we’re awesome) and sometimes we get coffee or a handful of change to put in our coffee fund. This is the equivalent amount of chocolate found in about a dozen normal size bars. I ate four squares of it and felt sick.
As interesting as all this is, hang on, because I’ve got something even better.
In my backyard this morning in the rain I spied a creature. That’s about as specific as I could be without my glasses. It looked like a bird, maybe a young Canada Goose.
I really need to clean this window before I take any more pictures through it. This is the last of our dirty snow pile still refusing to give up. And with glasses on and the zoom on my phone, look at this!
It’s a mallard duck with his very-hard-to-see mate just behind him. Both of them mucking about in the rain, like this is the wetlands or something. I was going to wake W up so he could get all excited about my remarkable avian identification skills involving a bird that wasn’t a blue jay or a cardinal, but then I remembered he used to be a migratory birds expert and seeing a duck might not be the highlight of his morning. I imagined him being grumpy and unimpressed, or worse, spewing out a hundred duck related facts off the top of his head. I let him sleep.
The ducks may have been attracted to all the spilled birdseed under our tree, or the gigantic puddle in our neighbor’s backyard caused from all the run off of the melting snow. He’s been pumping it periodically to keep it from turning into a big mud hole, and now all the rain makes it look like he hasn’t done a thing. I watched the ducks putter around for a bit, and then they waddled under the fence to the other side to play in the water. It was such a simple thing, and yet so odd and unexpected that it felt amazing. What an excellent way to start the day.
Just when you think it’s all about chocolate, life gives you ducks.
This badge may call itself silly but it’s something I am now very proudly displaying on my sidebar. Because silly rules. After my best stretch of procrastination ever I finally put together a silly picture collage for Merry at KNOCKED OVER BY A FEATHER so that I could be FEATURED there. OMG, I have never been featured anywhere, so this is a really big deal.
It was a labor of love, because if you know Merry, you love her too. If you don’t know her, poor you. Time to find out what you’ve been missing.
Easter weekend is winding down and so am I.
I’m happy to report that things improved greatly since I posted that Good Friday picture from the freezing depths of wintry hell. Yesterday and today were both warm enough to sit outside in the afternoon sun. We still have the remains of our snow mountain in the backyard because W likes to blow all the driveway snow into the same place and it gets hard packed and icy and stubborn about disappearing.
My annual battle with Turbo Tax has been fought and won at last, taking up the better part of Saturday. What a strange expression. As if answering all those questions was the best part of my day. Every year I vow to get that job out of the way early and every year I don’t. Although I guess you could call this sort of early since we were given an extension to the 5th of May, and look at me, all done almost two weeks ahead of the deadline.
Our Easter Sunday dinner this year was beautiful in its simplicity. I made my famous roasted chicken breasts covered in BBQ sauce and crispy bacon strips and melted cheese with roasted potatoes and carrots on the side. We really need to think up a shorter name for that. But the best part was my daughters quinoa salad.
Its kind of amazing how I’ve lived this long and heard so much about quinoa and until yesterday had never actually eaten it. So I’m certainly no expert when it comes to quinoa recipes, but I think hers is an excellent one. Cooked and cooled quinoa mixed with red, yellow and green peppers, tomato, cucumber, cilantro, feta cheese, red onion if you have it (we didn’t) and tossed in an olive oil and vinegar dressing. Season to taste. I believe some epicure spices made their way into the vinaigrette. Add anything else your little wine drenched brain comes up with. I think I’ve named everything that was in this particular batch. It was delicious.
Today I picked up my Euros from the bank, wandered around in a drug store for a bit and then went to Staples for printer ink and paper. And suddenly the day is gone. Why don’t days at work go winging by like this one?
Anyway, if that was Easter, we’ve had it. I love my daughter, and her daughter, and all daughters everywhere. Sons too, even when they’re far away with their own sons and daughters. I could have just said family for all that, but my head is still in tax mode spewing out endless details that may or may not be relevant in the grand scheme of things.
If you celebrate Easter, I hope it was awesome. If you don’t, I hope you had a delightfully springlike weekend wherever you are.
Now I’m going to curl up on my couch with a good book and use up the last minutes of my Monday putting off all the things that I’ve decided I can leave until some other distant future productive last minute. Because really, life is full of them.
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