The Sixth Day of May

Yesterday on our walk home from voting in the provincial election I took this really bad phone photo of a beautiful tree covered in white blossoms. What happened to those flowers? At least you can see how green everything is. Or was. I will get to that.

Then I look a VIDEO of some yellow and red tulips. You will have to trust me when I tell you they were lovely. But they just stood there doing nothing, so the video was boring and I deleted it. Stupid phone with its little buttons.

The election results last night were surprising, to say the least, but very, very gratifying for the gazillions of people who have voted ‘other than P.C.’ for years and years with no hope in hell of changing anything. And yeah, that would include me. The Conservatives did not even make official opposition, and the NDP party has a majority. We were so over due for a change. Let’s hope it’s a good one.

Well before Christmas last year W took his truck to a guy who does body work to have his rusted fenders and things worked on. Obviously I’m fuzzy on the details. What I do know is that he was told to take his time, keep it as long as he wanted, there was no hurry to get it done. Six months later we finally have the truck back and W can stop driving my car.

This is our garage yesterday, with a big empty space on the left where the truck parks. W is out driving it somewhere. And there’s my car, barricaded behind many heavy things. It’s so wonderful to have it all to myself again.  What the hell??

And this! THIS is this morning, taken from my kitchen window, because I’m not going out in THIS. It started snowing around midnight and hasn’t stopped. Yep, we often get snow in May. It will all be gone in a day or two, but that doesn’t make it any less annoying. I wonder how those tulips are doing.

And W has gone off to his appointment to get the summer tires put on his truck.

Gawd I love this place.

Just Jazzy 211

zarf (n) A holder for a coffee cup.  Used to protect the cup and also the fingers of the drinker from the hot liquid.

 ‘Zarf’ comes from an Arabic word meaning ‘container.’

Make sure you take your favourite travel mug with you when you’re purchasing a new car so you can check out those zarfs. Could be a deal breaker if they’re not exactly right.

 

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Technology I Don’t Feel Like Living Without

English: Mobile phone evolution Русский: Эволюция мобильных телефонов (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

What’s one piece of technology you can’t live without?

Have you ever had to go without it? What happened?

I should just not bother answering this prompt at all, it’s put me in such foul humor.

If I can’t LIVE without something, and I have to go without it, ergo, I DIE.

And it begs such a flippant drama queen kind of answer. OMG, without my cell phone I could not possibly SURVIVE!! Kind of makes you want to grab that little piece of technology and stomp on it to see if there’s any truth to the statement.

We need an adjective between the words ‘can’t’ and ‘live’. Happily, comfortably, sanely. Any of those would do.

And the term technology itself covers so much ground – our lives are chained to so many different kinds with links everywhere, who wants to risk breaking the chain? I think I could give up nuclear weapons technology, but medical technology, not so much. I’m also rather fond of electricity. And my car.

But people lived for a long time without those things, so we know it can be done. We all just love our conveniences and have become so absolutely spoiled by them that they’d now be complete hell to give up.

But would it KILL us? Probably not immediately.