Flatbreads and Fununderwear

I adore flatbreads. A quick snack is cheese and some manner of creamy dressing rolled up in one. Weekend breakfast consists of adding scrambled eggs to my standard snack wrap. I even occasionally spread peanut butter on one for something different. But I have been flatbreadless for over a week now, and not for lack of trying. The stores I've visited are out of my favourite kind and size. I had my weekend breakfast on Saturday on toast, which was much messier and just not the same. I'm trying to eat yoghurt as a snack, but it's just not nearly as satisfying as a few carbs. Hopefully this flatbread drought will end soon... I would hate to get so desperate as to buy the flavoured kinds.

One of my bras that actually fit broke a couple weeks ago; it started ripping at the seam between the strap and the band. So I had to go get a new one, and I did. But I got something else... FUNUNDERWEAR!!! If I wasn't so self-conscious about my weight, I would show it off to the world! It is so fun! It's amazing how much fununderwear affects your outlook. "Heeeheeeheee... I have a secret! And you just wish you could see it!" Ah well... For those who are interested, it's this bra in green. :D

Rotation of the earth

It's raining in Edmonton, and while the grass I see from out my window is turning OMG green, I am feeling melancholy. Sheila and Nathan are having a wonderful time in France, as reported on their weblogs, and I am thinking longingly of French days and nights. I have avoided updating my weight loss tracking page because there is nothing to report, despite my best efforts and going to the gym between three and five times a week for the last little while. Dad and possibly Mom will be up this weekend, which would be nice except they're coming for a funeral. I have hired a student, but the process of hiring was so stressful that my face broke out, I had terrible dreams that woke me up at night, and I got in a tiff with Mike on Monday. I am losing touch with all my friends in Calgary and elsewhere because I am not a phone person, and I spend so much time emailing and calling people at work, I just don't feel like doing the same thing when I get home. I have been waking up at 5 am. My gym isn't open that early, nor is it open late enough at night for me to go home, do things, rest for a bit, then go to the gym. I have too many chapters of Harry Potter left to read. Mike can't go to the movie theatre. And the lovely rain smell they get in the basement and on the first floor of the building doesn't make it up to the third floor, leaving me with just stale, stagnant air.

There are bright spots. We had a lovely visit with Mike's mom and aunt this past weekend, and they brought me my first ever Easter basket, which has far too much candy for me to ever eat by myself. If you check the Picasa album under /Knitting and /Aquarium, you will see pictures of Mike modeling the completed Gryffindor scarf and the two female bettas we rescued from Walmart for the tank. The wayward rabbit is back home, hopefully not to be let go again, and with the treats I bought him. The barbecue isn't likely to blow up now. I have a wedding shower to go to not this but next weekend. The grass is green.

I feel like time just needs to stop for a little while. I feel like slamming some old iron farming implement that I don't know the name for into the ground and stopping the rotation of the earth for just a little while, so that my mind and body can catch up. I need to rest, and reset the window wells, and take up the flower bed, and flood any incipent wasp nests before Mike can follow through on his threat of a hand-held bug zapper rigged to get anything coming out of the hole under the stairs. I need to forget France right now, at least until I get the first postcard. I need to lose, and keep off, two kilograms, to encourage myself to keep at it. I need to plan at least a couple of dinners without cheese and tomatoes, because Dad will be here. And I need to avoid the puddles as I leave the building today, because I wore non-waterproof shoes.

Anniversary

One year ago today, very nearly to the hour, I was in a car accident. It wasn't a bad one per se, but bad enough, and I'm still suffering from the whiplash I incurred that morning. I sit here now with my left shoulder aching, my left arm behaving oddly, knowing that it's my right side that's probably tighter and more enflamed, and I wonder how different I would possibly be feeling right now if the accident hadn't occurred, if whomever it was in the minivan that was being ridiculously stupid so that everyone had to check their rearview as they passed knows the effect his/her lack of spatial awareness. I wonder how the other two gentlemen who were involved in the accident are doing. When I picked up my car from the dealership where the repairs were done, I heard that the one (he was the third vehicle, and therefore "at fault") continued to be shaken up, to the point where he was reluctant to drive. I wonder if he has gotten over that. I wonder too about the man in the middle, who got hit from behind, then ran into me. His jostling must have been much worse than mine, and if I am still suffering, what must he be going through? I know it doesn't do to think about what life would be like if events hadn't occurred. Curse my imagination, though.

Speaking of imagination, as I was a Provincials wrapping up the Gryffindor scarf (pictures soon!), someone came up and asked me if I was trying to get the job as "whatever your job is" of the Alberta Quidditch Association. This has completely occupied my imagination ever since. I almost want to write a story about a day in the life of the Executive Director of the Alberta Quodpot and Quidditch Association. Alas, my experience with team sports is extremely limited. But I can imagine... :D

87 days, and I finished Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone yesterday! There are 145 chapters left, and only 53 more days at the gym to read them, assuming I maintain a MTWFSa schedule, and taking out the trip to Nationals and Summer Camp (of course, they usually have a gym of some kind in the hotel, so I may still be able to salvage the TWFSa of Nationals...). That's just shy of 3 chapters per session, and some chapters are LONG... Not sure if I have built up enough stamina t do the elliptical for 40 minutes to an hour. The 30 yesterday was tough enough... If I take out Half-Blood Prince and say I'll read that at Summer Camp, then it's just over two chapters a day. I'll have to consider...

Office furniture!

I've put a little gallery together in our Picasa album of the new office furniture! Oh! I love it! And that is all I will say today.

New office furniture!

And I forgot my camera at home! :( Ah well, that's okay. Today is going to be a little crazy with getting everything ready to head to Calgary for the weekend. But the gentlemen are here right now, putting it together, and so far, it looks lovely. I can't really concentrate on anything, though I think I'll try to write my notes for speaking at the banquet Saturday. In between ogling my new desk in progress. Can't wait! I'll get pictures next week.

Oh, and oh....

Almost...

It has been a good weekend, with only a couple almosts. I almost got the house clean (only dusting remains), and I almost finished the Gryffindor scarf (only five more bands!). I am not disturbed, however. By saying almost, that means that most of those things got done, and that in itself is a victory! But things that aren't almosted are a yummy Easter dinner, our taxes (finished and filed!), a book, and me resting a little bit, all of which are faits accompli. I'm sure that's not proper spelling, but I don't really care to look it up right now. :)

There's a new link over to the side to a web photo album I've started. There's not too much there right now, but I'll be adding to it as things come up. I do believe that a tour of the house is in order for those who've never been, so I'll try to get the pictures together this week since the house is (almost) clean.

Mike has decreed that the Hufflepuff scarf is next, so while I likely won't finish it at the tournament this weekend since I have to finish Gryffindor first, I hope for at least half done. I have also decided to take up what I've already knitted on Mike's scarf, and as soon as the Harry Potter scarves are done, restart it on those needles. As it stands now, it's too wide and too loose for my liking, and 200m of yarn only made about a foot and a half of scarf.

I hope your weekends were just as fulfilling!

Happy Easter, everyone

I am taking four days to clean the house, finish the Gryffinddor scarf (hopefully), play WoW with my friends, cook our special turkey dinner, and not read Harry Potter because the gym is closed for four whole days. How about the rest of you?

I am down in Calgary next weekend, where I hope to start (if I haven't already) and likely finish the next Harry Potter scarf, as I am tied to the Calgary West Soccer Centre for over two days straight (and each scarf is only 19 hours of knitting). If anyone is in the area, you're welcome to stop by! I won't have time for any visiting otherwise.

I called the Red Deer Chapters. The gentleman I spoke to was amazingly unhelpful and unenthused, and told me to call back at the end of May to see if they'd be doing an event... grumble.

Best wishes to you and yours for this weekend!