I just was sick! It's not time for me to be sick again! And now is not the time for Contac not to work!
And even worse. Mike made me a drink last night, hot and lemony, and when I came downstairs, I told him he should have put rum in it. He looked at me. Turns out, he put TWO OUNCES of GOOD RUM in it. I didn't taste it. It's all wasted on me.
Grumble grumble grumble... Off to bed again.
Being a series of pictures interpreted by text.
As promised, the old/new pictures. Please forgive me expression; I'm afraid I am extremely, EXTREMELY tired today, and couldn't even manage a smile... And for those who might be worried, I'm going to the doctor again tomorrow, so don't. I'm working on it. Old glasses above, new below!
I think they look okay... Still getting used to them. Ugh... Sunday hair... *blush*
In honour of the first Sunday in advent, and because we decorated the house, behold, our Christmas "Tree!"
And for Karen once was H. but now is something else that I don't know, and who wants snow, come out here! You can have some of ours!
I think I like the new design. I'm not convinced yet, but I think it looks okay. And relearning the minimal CSS I did know wasn't too hard.
Yesterday, I picked up my new glasses. Mike has promised to take before and after pictures tonight, so I will try to post them. I do notice a difference in the lenses. It'll take some time to adjust; the change was relatively signifcant. In the meantime, I have to rewrite my mental image of myself to one with the new glasses. Unfortunately, my brain isn't like a graphics file that you can just import into Photoshop and permanently make the change. Start the clock on how long it actually takes before I'm not surprised and have to look closer every time I look in the mirror... :)
And finally, happy American Thanksgiving to any and all American readers! I'm thinking of you today as the snow comes down and covers everything, making the roads hellish. Why did I come in to work today after I drove Mike home from the doctor? Oh yeah, I had things to mail out... Here come two fire engines down St. Albert Trail... Lovely. But I'm sure where all of you are, the weather is wonderful, and you're having much turkey, cranberry sauce, and pumpkin pie! Hope it's wonderful!
I want to know how to make the archive do the cool year --> month --> post thing. If you have it doing that, could you send me your template as a text file, and I'll see if I can figure it out? And could you let me know what your archive frequency is set at under settings? That might make a difference too...
In other news, please send your best wishes out to Mike's eye. I'm sure he's getting tired of me having to drive him around, since he can't see out of the one.
Alas. I had such hopes when I switched my weblog that the drag-and-drop design would be enabled. Maybe I wouldn't have to relearn the minimal CSS I knew! Alas... not yet. So the redesign crawls along.
In the meantime, there's a new link to the side! Yes, I have a weight goal, and it is as weight loss goal. It's to the side so those who aren't interested don't have to look if they don't want to, but I will update it each weekend. I have some plans as to how I'm going to accomplish this goal, among them purchasing a membership to a gym (and yes, going!), asking for a referral to a nutritionist, and continuing pilates at least. I'm not sure my body can handle the yoga yet, to be honest. I love it, but sometimes I can't make my body do that, or that, or that. It just hurts way too much to truly be good for me. It's not good hurt, anyway. I know what good hurt feels like. I was an "athlete" at one point, I think...
In other news, nobody buy me a calendar for Christmas! I've bought one, and I giggled off and on for about 24 hours after I did. Heeheeeheeeeeee... Hahahahahahahaha! Oh! So much fun!
The redesign is coming along at a customary snail-like pace, but in honour of election day for our neighbours south of the border, I thought I would share this story about a coming election here at home. That's right, I'm talking about the PC leadership race in Alberta.
Several weeks ago, I was at home minding my own business when the phone rang. Being the Pavlovian creature I am, I answered it even though the call display was unfamiliar. "Hello, Vanessa speaking."
"Hello, this is ------------ from the J-- D------ leadership campaign office. As you know, J-- D------ was..." And so on and so forth with no opportunity to interrupt as she extolled this particular candidate's virtues. "Would you be interested in supporting J-- D------- as the next premier of Alberta?"
"Well," I said to her, as she was now waiting for me to speak, "I appreciate the call, but I'm not terribly politically active, even though I do vote in all the elections. I'm really not interested in joining the Progressive Conservative party."
"Oh!" she exclaimed. "You don't have to join the party."
...
"I don't?" At this point I began to question myself. "I was under the impression that only party members could vote for the new leader."
"Not at all," she assured me. "You don't have to join the party, you just have to be an active member."
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When I convinced her that I wasn't interested in being an active member and got her off the phone, I looked around to make sure that gravity was still working. After all, when surrealism hits you over the head like that, you're just not sure what other rules of nature might also be altered.
In what might be a comforting side note, another person from the same office called me later in the week, and had no trouble understanding the duplication between joining the Conservative party and being an active member. She cheerfully thanked me for my time, and we both went about our days.
Ah... What fun it will be on November 25th... :)
I am thinking of revamping the look of the blog, since I can't seem to shake the nickname "Queen of Swords," and well, I'm not sure I want to. Please take a look at the following two banner images. I think the one might be a bit pretentious, but it's based on a QoS tarot card... Click for full size. Any opinions?
Apartment Girl has tagged me to write my very own "Five Things that Feminism has Done for Me," in response to our delightful federal government's decision to cut $5M in funding from Status of Women Canada in the face of an estimated $13B surplus. *shakes head* I will preface this list by saying I know little about feminism, having only explored it as part of other theoretical classes, and never having taken women's studies. That said, here is my list.
1. Feminism made it okay to be single.
This may sound strange coming from someone who is engaged to be married, but it really is the number one thing that feminism has done for me. Because of increased women's rights and increased perception that women are as capable as men, it was okay for me to be single for a very long time, and it was okay that I was prepared to be single for the rest of my life if need be. Because of feminism, I was able to move out on my own before marriage, and didn't have to wait in my parents' basement for someone to come along and "take" me or "rescue" me. I also approached a life without partnership or marriage without the phrase "old maid" running around in my head, which was extremely liberating.
2. Feminism has made me responsible for myself.
Whatever mental crap I'm going through right now (and it is crap), I have no one to blame but myself. I can't come out and blame anyone else, because the responsibility for my own mental wellbeing rests firmly on my shoulders, where in the past, it wouldn't. On the flip side, I am able to make my own money, cultivate my own relationships, and have my own share of responsibilities. While some of these responsibilities are dealt with in partnership, the simple fact of the matter is that in years gone by, I would have had little to no say in how they were handled, and I would have not been out there with a job, cultivating some of those relationships, and other such facets that make me who I am today.
3. Feminism has given me the right to read.
Nuff said. Honestly, most of you have seen my library. I can't imagine life if I couldn't read, even just a little.
4. Feminism has given me the right to associate with men.
I look over my group of friends and acquaintances, and find that a good half or more of them are men. My life would be the poorer if I was unable to associate with all of these good people without a chaperone, for example, or only in a group setting under the watchful eye of many protectors. I am allowed to associate and have friendships with men without being labelled "whore" or "slut." This is extremely liberating.
5. Feminism has given me choice.
I am allowed to choose birth control. I am allowed to choose what I wear. I am allowed to choose what I read, what my job is, what my education is. I am allowed to choose how I spend my time, even if that choice puts me squarely into traditional feminine activities like knitting. I am allowed to choose to stand up for myself, and not put up with certain behaviours. When I was single, I was allowed to choose to ask a guy out, or refuse him if he asked me. I am allowed to choose my partner, my friends, and my enemies.
Not sure who I can tag who hasn't already been tagged, but there's the list. See the original page here. Cheers, all.
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