Soo, I could begin to post again, since this is as close as there is to a Dear Diary!
Bullet points for life since the last post:
Glasgow in summer of 2010
Glasgow in Nov-Dec 2010
Afib/mini-stroke Jan 2011
Recovery and on mega meds - ongoing.
Test trip back May-June 2011
Back for 2 months, after 2 postponements, Sept 14th 2011. Knee injury, then Hurricane Irene!
Greeted by friends, Colin, Morag, Brian, Sharon, Patsy, Tommy & Christine!
The city is the same. Smells the same. I still love it.
The day is beautiful.
Was asked the first thing I'd do when I got here. After sleeping 12 hours, catching up with Christine, I went for a haircut!
My disastrous trim had to be straightened out. Now I am presentable.
Then grocery shopping.
Then back to the flat for a sandwich, dessert and reading the paper.
Going to stop in at the Piper to watch the Celtics play. Pick up the bag of clothes, etc. I left last time.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
January 2008
Here is a picture of 2 of the people I love the most:
Why am I posting today? I'm very sad at the moment. Why? A combination of circumstances, death of the father of a friend, decision to not have a visitor, meeting with someone at church, end of a tv show.
Odd - like a drip drip drip that builds up. I have a combo of feeling like I am disappointing the world and not able to do what I should do.
I think I'm mad, not crazy, angry - but at what, who? By the end of the week I'll probably be better.
It is cold, not my favorite temperature.
Actor Heath Ledger died today. 28. Such a waste.
I need to be in Scotland again.
I am suffocating in all my possesions.
I bought a wonderful painting from Arthur Hammer. He came to install it Sunday. Over the mantle. Ideal place. I have to spend more time in the living room!
Okay, off for now. I can sleep late tomorrow, but not too late. Need to clean up before Bryan comes over to interview me for the JHCJ.
Why am I posting today? I'm very sad at the moment. Why? A combination of circumstances, death of the father of a friend, decision to not have a visitor, meeting with someone at church, end of a tv show.
Odd - like a drip drip drip that builds up. I have a combo of feeling like I am disappointing the world and not able to do what I should do.
I think I'm mad, not crazy, angry - but at what, who? By the end of the week I'll probably be better.
It is cold, not my favorite temperature.
Actor Heath Ledger died today. 28. Such a waste.
I need to be in Scotland again.
I am suffocating in all my possesions.
I bought a wonderful painting from Arthur Hammer. He came to install it Sunday. Over the mantle. Ideal place. I have to spend more time in the living room!
Okay, off for now. I can sleep late tomorrow, but not too late. Need to clean up before Bryan comes over to interview me for the JHCJ.
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Not just Sloth
Sometimes I just have to withdraw for a while.
My last posting was while I was in Glasgow. I stayed there until the 18th of November and had a really lovely time. I felt safe. What are the ramifications of that? Dunno.
After I posted, I saw the fireworks on Nov 5th, was there when the city received the approval for the Commonwealth Games in 2014, went to a textile design class, read, wandered, went to the People's Palace (museum) and lots of other stuff. Watched tv, slept, or didn't sleep, but it all was okay.
I left a bag of clothes there for when I return in March for the Chris Rea gig. The planning for this is taking lots more time than I thought it would because I've been trying to figure out a more economical way to get there. Used MANY minutes on my phonecard calling Continental in TX to see if I could use my miles to upgrade. A few days ago MaxJet declared Chapter 11 and ceased flying, so that is one option cancelled.
Back here after dithering and being unhappy, I went to FRB and told him I was tendering my resignation. I had told others I was going to do it before I did - steeling myself?? It was sucky.
A few days after that I spoke with WRM and got some perspective, then went back to FRB and told him that I still didn't feel right for the job, but would stick it out and also apologize to the Vestry for my outburst and ask for their help. That I am still supporting him in his efforts to help the church.
Heaven knows what will happen to STM.
Thanksgiving was one of the best in a long time. Chet certainly adds to the event.
Christmas was also good. I had lunch at the M. Moran's, packed up the shopping cart and went to the M &L DeLange's, left there and headed to the C. Moran's for another dinner. Grazing and not drinking a lot helped. All in all, a good day. Happy birthday Jesus and Good Job to Mary, Joseph, the Holy Ghost and all. Really! I hope someday Chet will understand what Christmas is really about other than being surrounded by people who love him.
Today lunch with Willa and Chet Time. Both fine.
The 30th Bev Hall and Sascha will be in town. I look forward to seeing them.
New Years Eve - no plans. Video marathon?
MsBelle has sent a blog idea - 101 things to do in 1001 days. I like it and may try to do some.
I think no one reads this, so if anyone does, would they tell me?
It is 11:20 PM and I should think about bed. Okay, I am thinking about it. Hmmm.
My last posting was while I was in Glasgow. I stayed there until the 18th of November and had a really lovely time. I felt safe. What are the ramifications of that? Dunno.
After I posted, I saw the fireworks on Nov 5th, was there when the city received the approval for the Commonwealth Games in 2014, went to a textile design class, read, wandered, went to the People's Palace (museum) and lots of other stuff. Watched tv, slept, or didn't sleep, but it all was okay.
I left a bag of clothes there for when I return in March for the Chris Rea gig. The planning for this is taking lots more time than I thought it would because I've been trying to figure out a more economical way to get there. Used MANY minutes on my phonecard calling Continental in TX to see if I could use my miles to upgrade. A few days ago MaxJet declared Chapter 11 and ceased flying, so that is one option cancelled.
Back here after dithering and being unhappy, I went to FRB and told him I was tendering my resignation. I had told others I was going to do it before I did - steeling myself?? It was sucky.
A few days after that I spoke with WRM and got some perspective, then went back to FRB and told him that I still didn't feel right for the job, but would stick it out and also apologize to the Vestry for my outburst and ask for their help. That I am still supporting him in his efforts to help the church.
Heaven knows what will happen to STM.
Thanksgiving was one of the best in a long time. Chet certainly adds to the event.
Christmas was also good. I had lunch at the M. Moran's, packed up the shopping cart and went to the M &L DeLange's, left there and headed to the C. Moran's for another dinner. Grazing and not drinking a lot helped. All in all, a good day. Happy birthday Jesus and Good Job to Mary, Joseph, the Holy Ghost and all. Really! I hope someday Chet will understand what Christmas is really about other than being surrounded by people who love him.
Today lunch with Willa and Chet Time. Both fine.
The 30th Bev Hall and Sascha will be in town. I look forward to seeing them.
New Years Eve - no plans. Video marathon?
MsBelle has sent a blog idea - 101 things to do in 1001 days. I like it and may try to do some.
I think no one reads this, so if anyone does, would they tell me?
It is 11:20 PM and I should think about bed. Okay, I am thinking about it. Hmmm.
Monday, October 29, 2007
Words & more
Weegie - A Glaswegian
Hoot mon - Scotsman
Numpty - n. Fool, jerk, useless person
Dreich - adj. Damp, dreary, wet (not too much so far, thank goodness)
Arrived on the 16th and feel like I never left. Doing this and that, but not THIS & THAT.
Catching up on sleep, have read 4 books (3 brought from home + one bought at Charity Shop when I took the others in.
Yesterday I went to a jewelry making class at the Gallery of Modern Art. Free, fun, everybody feeding off others creativity. Me and my inner child got together and made some flowers. Perhaps picture inserted at later date. That would be when I read the instructions on how to do same.
Found the library: This is sort of complicated. When I first started to come here, there was the Stirling Library in a really nice building on Queen Street. Then it became the Gallery of Modern Art and the library moved to Miller Street. Then the library disappeared from Miller St and I found I had to go all the way to the West End, by the University, to find a library. Then yesterday, in a break from the Jewelry Making, i went down to the Cafe for a cup of coffee (in the basement/lower level) and there was the Library. Back! Cool!!
Trying to make a backpack with minimal sewing. Bought a remnant of fleece and some cording. I measured out the fabric using a notebook, added a generous side allowance, amount at top to make a turn over and then sliced up the sides in about 1" fringe pieces and knotted them together. Now I have a bag, tomorrow I will deal with sewing the turn over and putting the cording in. Then I have to secure the cording at the bottom. Normally these packs have grommets so more creativity needed. A lot of fun for GBP 4.75 for fabric, cord, needles and 2 kinds of thread. And a big piece left over to figure out something.
Brought US dvds to play here. They work perfectly. Am watching the Millenium series, but if it gets too icky I will switch to the movie Sideways.
Made vegetable soup tonight and have to air out the place despite the exhaust fan over the stove. Leeks, peas, potatoes, assorted vegetables from a bag of 'soup vegetables'. Chicken broth and some cut up chicken. Mmm. healthy.
That's all for now. Need to sleep so I can get up at a decent time tomorrow.
Hoot mon - Scotsman
Numpty - n. Fool, jerk, useless person
Dreich - adj. Damp, dreary, wet (not too much so far, thank goodness)
Arrived on the 16th and feel like I never left. Doing this and that, but not THIS & THAT.
Catching up on sleep, have read 4 books (3 brought from home + one bought at Charity Shop when I took the others in.
Yesterday I went to a jewelry making class at the Gallery of Modern Art. Free, fun, everybody feeding off others creativity. Me and my inner child got together and made some flowers. Perhaps picture inserted at later date. That would be when I read the instructions on how to do same.
Found the library: This is sort of complicated. When I first started to come here, there was the Stirling Library in a really nice building on Queen Street. Then it became the Gallery of Modern Art and the library moved to Miller Street. Then the library disappeared from Miller St and I found I had to go all the way to the West End, by the University, to find a library. Then yesterday, in a break from the Jewelry Making, i went down to the Cafe for a cup of coffee (in the basement/lower level) and there was the Library. Back! Cool!!
Trying to make a backpack with minimal sewing. Bought a remnant of fleece and some cording. I measured out the fabric using a notebook, added a generous side allowance, amount at top to make a turn over and then sliced up the sides in about 1" fringe pieces and knotted them together. Now I have a bag, tomorrow I will deal with sewing the turn over and putting the cording in. Then I have to secure the cording at the bottom. Normally these packs have grommets so more creativity needed. A lot of fun for GBP 4.75 for fabric, cord, needles and 2 kinds of thread. And a big piece left over to figure out something.
Brought US dvds to play here. They work perfectly. Am watching the Millenium series, but if it gets too icky I will switch to the movie Sideways.
Made vegetable soup tonight and have to air out the place despite the exhaust fan over the stove. Leeks, peas, potatoes, assorted vegetables from a bag of 'soup vegetables'. Chicken broth and some cut up chicken. Mmm. healthy.
That's all for now. Need to sleep so I can get up at a decent time tomorrow.
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Fall trip - Glasgow Days 1 & 2
A lot of the enjoyment for me is in the whole process of research, planning, booking and finally in the shoot. (shute?)
I knew I wanted to go back to Scotland but was not sure when I could. Danielle's wedding on October 13th gave me the date to leave after. Leaving the next day, a Sunday? Yuck. As it was I slept until 10:30 that morning! So, because I wanted the cheaper morning flight, I picked the 9AM flight on Monday. Intensive Internet research, booking on line, phone calls, and I had it set up.
I still had my packing list from the previous trip, so wasn't worried about what to bring. Staying in a flat with washer-dryer makes things so easy. Also, I decided that khaki trousers and a cashmere sweater would suffice for any dressy occasion.
The wedding was great fun! I wore my silk dress (sleeveless white with black flowers, long) and my feathered hat. I looked marvelous - and I brought the rhinestone shoes. So Fab!
Next day the DeLs came over and we all were pretty tired, except Chet, who was his charming self. Cute as a button! After they left, I took a nap - evidentally not too stressed about packing. In order to motivate myself, I threw everything on the bed, so I had to finish before getting any sleep. Bing bang, done with room to spare.
I packed 4 books to read in the leftover area of my carry-on bag. I hate to haul heavy stuff and over the years have spent many GBP sending accumulated things home so I wouldn't have to lug them. Now I travel with 1 carry-on bag with wheels and a knapsack - the laptop is in a neoprene pouch in the bag.
Bed late, but after all, I was going on a plane trip - not much to do there but sit/lie down/sleep all day.
6:45AM the taxi arrived. No traffic and I was there by 7:20. Whisked to the lounge and ate a nice breakfast, made some phone calls to people's voicemails to say goodbye, then on the plane.
I started sneezing when I got on and used about 10 tissues before the flight was over. Turned down the offer of 'entertainment module', slept, woke for a truly awful Kosher breakfast (my fault, should have stuck to the regular menu) and slept. And drank lots of water, used the lav. and slept. Arrived in Stansted about 9:15pm and was in the hotel by 9:40. Ordered room service - smoked salmon salad and a beer, then a bath and sleep. My alarm went off before the wake up call, so I was awake. Shower, fresh clothes, tissues stored in pocket and down to breakfast. I only remember the coffee, oh, and yogurt and a banana and a roll and butter. Then back to room, storing more tissues strategically in knapsack, check out and a 2 minute walk to the airport. I'd done the boarding pass at home, so had time to wander after going through SECURITY. Last year it was a nightmare as every electronic device I had set off the sniffer and I had to wait 25 minutes for the supervisor to 'pass' on my stuff, and I was patted down, too. (and not by some cute guy, either).
Looking for something to dry my nose! The mini-drugstore advised some multi-flu cold product which did zilch. Glad I had the tissues. EasyJet was about 40 minutes late, but it didn't bother me. Flight was fine, landed in a blue and sunny Glasgow and hopped on the local bus which let me off about a block from the flat.
I was looking forward to Flat 12, but am in Flat 5. No big deal except that in the middle flat the bedroom is on the front and there is no cross ventilation. I may move when Christine (the Apartment Manager returns from her holiday). The flat wasn't ready so I went grocery shopping, stocking up on the necessities of life - coffee, yogurt, cheese, crackers, breakfast rolls and real butter.
I have been here since Tuesday afternoon, but feel like I never left in May. Odd, or not.
No more for now. Stay tuned!
Oh yes, my nose stopped running when I got here. Hmmmm. Very strange.
I knew I wanted to go back to Scotland but was not sure when I could. Danielle's wedding on October 13th gave me the date to leave after. Leaving the next day, a Sunday? Yuck. As it was I slept until 10:30 that morning! So, because I wanted the cheaper morning flight, I picked the 9AM flight on Monday. Intensive Internet research, booking on line, phone calls, and I had it set up.
I still had my packing list from the previous trip, so wasn't worried about what to bring. Staying in a flat with washer-dryer makes things so easy. Also, I decided that khaki trousers and a cashmere sweater would suffice for any dressy occasion.
The wedding was great fun! I wore my silk dress (sleeveless white with black flowers, long) and my feathered hat. I looked marvelous - and I brought the rhinestone shoes. So Fab!
Next day the DeLs came over and we all were pretty tired, except Chet, who was his charming self. Cute as a button! After they left, I took a nap - evidentally not too stressed about packing. In order to motivate myself, I threw everything on the bed, so I had to finish before getting any sleep. Bing bang, done with room to spare.
I packed 4 books to read in the leftover area of my carry-on bag. I hate to haul heavy stuff and over the years have spent many GBP sending accumulated things home so I wouldn't have to lug them. Now I travel with 1 carry-on bag with wheels and a knapsack - the laptop is in a neoprene pouch in the bag.
Bed late, but after all, I was going on a plane trip - not much to do there but sit/lie down/sleep all day.
6:45AM the taxi arrived. No traffic and I was there by 7:20. Whisked to the lounge and ate a nice breakfast, made some phone calls to people's voicemails to say goodbye, then on the plane.
I started sneezing when I got on and used about 10 tissues before the flight was over. Turned down the offer of 'entertainment module', slept, woke for a truly awful Kosher breakfast (my fault, should have stuck to the regular menu) and slept. And drank lots of water, used the lav. and slept. Arrived in Stansted about 9:15pm and was in the hotel by 9:40. Ordered room service - smoked salmon salad and a beer, then a bath and sleep. My alarm went off before the wake up call, so I was awake. Shower, fresh clothes, tissues stored in pocket and down to breakfast. I only remember the coffee, oh, and yogurt and a banana and a roll and butter. Then back to room, storing more tissues strategically in knapsack, check out and a 2 minute walk to the airport. I'd done the boarding pass at home, so had time to wander after going through SECURITY. Last year it was a nightmare as every electronic device I had set off the sniffer and I had to wait 25 minutes for the supervisor to 'pass' on my stuff, and I was patted down, too. (and not by some cute guy, either).
Looking for something to dry my nose! The mini-drugstore advised some multi-flu cold product which did zilch. Glad I had the tissues. EasyJet was about 40 minutes late, but it didn't bother me. Flight was fine, landed in a blue and sunny Glasgow and hopped on the local bus which let me off about a block from the flat.
I was looking forward to Flat 12, but am in Flat 5. No big deal except that in the middle flat the bedroom is on the front and there is no cross ventilation. I may move when Christine (the Apartment Manager returns from her holiday). The flat wasn't ready so I went grocery shopping, stocking up on the necessities of life - coffee, yogurt, cheese, crackers, breakfast rolls and real butter.
I have been here since Tuesday afternoon, but feel like I never left in May. Odd, or not.
No more for now. Stay tuned!
Oh yes, my nose stopped running when I got here. Hmmmm. Very strange.
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Blink and you miss it.
On the Good side. Family is fine. Grandson is fine. His parents also.
Deleted the other stuff I wrote.
Life goes on. Oobla de.
Deleted the other stuff I wrote.
Life goes on. Oobla de.
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