Life continues on almost as if each day is the same as the last.... Stuck in the routine and mundane so, nothing much to report and still rather uninspired to write.
Here are some more places I have wasted valuable time online. Thanks to those who e-mailed me some of these links:
Exercise your brain, answer trivia questions and help fight hunger at freerice.com
These are related in an odd death bed sort of way:
7 Questions you'll ask
Top 5 Regrets
I spent way too much time of this site: The Useless Web
A few favorites: Cat Bounce and the neverending Pug Lick
I'm looking forward to going to the zoo this season as the Panda's are here! Some of these Zoo Portraits are funny, some are just creepy!
Every time we watch a movie now by 20th Century Fox, Adam sings along like THIS and I also think of THIS.
I've never had a cat. Adam has & he says they're assholes. I think this cat is awesome.
If the was just a photo of a baby I wouldn't think anything. Add Frenchies and well, ADORABLE!
I'll never understand why women hate when other women are successful. This girl code has some god points.
For Movie Geeks.
Interesting modern day photos blended with history.
I could spend hours looking at all these photos in the Creature Book. One of my favorite is photo #5 of the Tokay Gecko.
NASA has some beautiful photos and features on this site. I've also really been enjoying Commander Chris Hadfields' tweets from the Int'l Space Station. It's worth following him as he's posting the most beautiful photos.
Watch THIS. WOW. I have to get to New Zealand! It's up near the top of my Bucket List!
Lastly, here are 20 Amazing facts about the human body.
That's all :)
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Sunday, April 7, 2013
Links
I've been uninspired in the writing department, but here are some of the things I've been enjoying while clearing my mind online. Click & enjoy!
101 Ideas for Random Acts of Kindness. It always feel better when I've done at least 1 good deed a day.
This Girl with Gem messes with my eyes and almost hypnotizes me.
I love this! If you click on Random Place, you never know where you'll end up.
I don't watch late night TV anymore because I'm old & can't stay awake that late. If I did I would certainly watch Jimmy Fallon.
Dogs wearing Panty Hose. What else needs to be said!
Interesting journey through the USPS.
This is both funny and disgusting. I don't know how I'd react if I saw someone wearing this!
Heart melting and so cute. A Dog bottle feeds an orphaned Sheep.
Sloths are the ONLY reason I want to go to El Salvador.
The most romantic photos of all time.
101 Ideas for Random Acts of Kindness. It always feel better when I've done at least 1 good deed a day.
This Girl with Gem messes with my eyes and almost hypnotizes me.
I love this! If you click on Random Place, you never know where you'll end up.
I don't watch late night TV anymore because I'm old & can't stay awake that late. If I did I would certainly watch Jimmy Fallon.
Dogs wearing Panty Hose. What else needs to be said!
Interesting journey through the USPS.
This is both funny and disgusting. I don't know how I'd react if I saw someone wearing this!
Heart melting and so cute. A Dog bottle feeds an orphaned Sheep.
Sloths are the ONLY reason I want to go to El Salvador.
The most romantic photos of all time.
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Easter Sunday
Last night I did a spring cleaning/tidy up of my room while 3 loads of laundry were also being done. I'm in a phase where I want to get rid of clutter. Anything that doesn't hold a very special place in my heart or is useful and being used regularly, needs to go. I have a dream of fitting everything I own into the space of one large wardrobe. It's that desire to pack up & live in a micro-home I suppose.
Today started slowly with all of us having a bit of a sleep-in. Crockett and I went for a walk and now all I really want to do is laze on the couch in my jammies under a soft comfy blanket.
Crockett has been doing so well since he was diagnosed with Diabetes. We have him on an insulin shot routine, he's eating a diet specifically for Diabetes and he's lost 4.5 lbs!
This house had Easter decorations hanging from a tree in the front yard. When I got closer, I realized they were all painted eggs. Adorable!
Sunday, March 24, 2013
A Lovely Afternoon with Mom
Mom & I had a lovely Sunday afternoon together.
We started with lunch (with Dad) at the Mövenpick Marché. We shared Caesar Salad, Seafood Noodle Soup, and a Turkey fancy bun/bread. I didn't take a photo of the crèpe we had for dessert. It was so tasty.
Then we went to Roy Thomson Hall to see the Toronto Symphony Orchestra.
The conductor was a young French Canadian named Mélanie Léonard and she was absolutely wonderful. I am so glad it was her. The music was moving and it is a memory I am happy to have made.
On the way back to Union Station, we came upon some more odd statues. Whales and cows. Always interesting.
I must apologize for the blurry photos. Needing new glasses and having a blurry spot n my lens makes for frustration and a whole whack of unusable photos.
We started with lunch (with Dad) at the Mövenpick Marché. We shared Caesar Salad, Seafood Noodle Soup, and a Turkey fancy bun/bread. I didn't take a photo of the crèpe we had for dessert. It was so tasty.
Then we went to Roy Thomson Hall to see the Toronto Symphony Orchestra.
The conductor was a young French Canadian named Mélanie Léonard and she was absolutely wonderful. I am so glad it was her. The music was moving and it is a memory I am happy to have made.
On the way back to Union Station, we came upon some more odd statues. Whales and cows. Always interesting.
I must apologize for the blurry photos. Needing new glasses and having a blurry spot n my lens makes for frustration and a whole whack of unusable photos.
Thursday, February 28, 2013
Recipients of Generosity
I've had about a half dozen spectacular, memorable and truly meaningful moments in my life. This week I added an experience to my list. Adam, Crockett and I were recipients of generosity like never before.
But first, the beginning of the story...
Crockett is about to turn 9 years old. In the past few weeks, it was like he aged overnight. His cute little flat pug face is losing it's darkness as grey hair takes over. He was closing his eyes and almost falling asleep while standing up, lethargic, ravenous, and drinking full bowls of water at a time. This of course was followed by indoor tinkle accidents. These were different than the occasional indoor accidents that are the fault of his humans not getting him out quickly enough. These accidents were, after coming in from a walk where his bladder was emptied, to walk into the room we're in, make and hold eye contact, and empty his bladder on the floor. These tinkles also looked different and were sticky. My alarm went off......Diabetes.
After a weekend of mopping up the floor, I booked Crockett in at the Vet for an appointment on Tuesday.
Diagnosis: Diabetes. The Vet said that Crockett was 2 days away from requiring hospitalization and potential death due to Ketoacidosis. Thank goodness we got him to the Vet in time.
What we have been doing since Tuesday is giving Crockett 2 insulin shots a day. He goes back to the Vet tomorrow for some more blood work to check his levels and for us to work with the vet to determine his treatment. I am so thankful that Adam is at home during the day to look after Crockett.
Vet bills are crazy expensive. With only me working, we are already on a tight budget that does not have any wiggle room at all. None. The stress of financial worry alone has got the better of me lately. Add on to it not only the heartache and stress of a sick pet, but the worry of an expensive condition to treat and well....let's just say my mind has been on overload.
Yesterday at work Adam called me and started the conversation with, " You won't believe when I tell you this. I'm blown away..." My stomach fell as I was anticipating more bad news. I almost got irritated and was about to tell him to get to the point when he said, " This is amazing.".
He got a call from the Vet's office and the receptionist said she had good news for us. Was it a misdiagnosis? Is Crockett fine? Turns out, someone had overheard Adam and I talking to the Vet about treatment options, the cost of diabetes management, and my current financial situation. We were in the back of the clinic, not talking loudly, and not exposed to people in the waiting room. There were staff moving about but our focus was on the Vet & Crockett. The Vet was teaching and having us dose out the insulin into the needle and then give Crockett saline injections to see how competent we were with the needle. I basically stated that I was willing to do whatever I need to do to look after Crockett in the most cost effective way. Become educated about Diabetes, take blood samples to read and document his blood sugar levels and give him injections ourselves. The Vet even said that he'd be willing to communicate with us via e-mail to review Crockett's data to assess his treatment.
This person who overheard said that it was obvious that we love our dog and was sympathetic to our situation. They donated $500 towards Crockett's Vet bill.
SERIOUSLY!
When Adam asked who did this for us, the receptionist said that the person wishes to remain anonymous.
I was so taken aback that I started to cry. This person literally has NO IDEA of the impact they have made. A stranger helping us just because. Thinking about it gets me overwhelmed and teary eyed. Faith in humanity is restored. Not all people suck.
We are the recipients of generosity and kindness. Something that has humbled us and made us realize just how lucky we are to have a portion of Crockett's care covered. We will certainly find a way to Pay It Forward!
Adam will be taking with him to the Vet tomorrow a Thank You card. The receptionist said she would pass it on for us. It was difficult to write. I wanted to convey just how thankful and grateful we are. It doesn't seem like enough of a Thank You. I want to hug this person!
I drew a small Gemma Correll Pug in the card and enclosed a few photos of Crockett.
How lucky are we? Wow. Lucky.
But first, the beginning of the story...
Crockett is about to turn 9 years old. In the past few weeks, it was like he aged overnight. His cute little flat pug face is losing it's darkness as grey hair takes over. He was closing his eyes and almost falling asleep while standing up, lethargic, ravenous, and drinking full bowls of water at a time. This of course was followed by indoor tinkle accidents. These were different than the occasional indoor accidents that are the fault of his humans not getting him out quickly enough. These accidents were, after coming in from a walk where his bladder was emptied, to walk into the room we're in, make and hold eye contact, and empty his bladder on the floor. These tinkles also looked different and were sticky. My alarm went off......Diabetes.
After a weekend of mopping up the floor, I booked Crockett in at the Vet for an appointment on Tuesday.
Diagnosis: Diabetes. The Vet said that Crockett was 2 days away from requiring hospitalization and potential death due to Ketoacidosis. Thank goodness we got him to the Vet in time.
What we have been doing since Tuesday is giving Crockett 2 insulin shots a day. He goes back to the Vet tomorrow for some more blood work to check his levels and for us to work with the vet to determine his treatment. I am so thankful that Adam is at home during the day to look after Crockett.
Vet bills are crazy expensive. With only me working, we are already on a tight budget that does not have any wiggle room at all. None. The stress of financial worry alone has got the better of me lately. Add on to it not only the heartache and stress of a sick pet, but the worry of an expensive condition to treat and well....let's just say my mind has been on overload.
Yesterday at work Adam called me and started the conversation with, " You won't believe when I tell you this. I'm blown away..." My stomach fell as I was anticipating more bad news. I almost got irritated and was about to tell him to get to the point when he said, " This is amazing.".
He got a call from the Vet's office and the receptionist said she had good news for us. Was it a misdiagnosis? Is Crockett fine? Turns out, someone had overheard Adam and I talking to the Vet about treatment options, the cost of diabetes management, and my current financial situation. We were in the back of the clinic, not talking loudly, and not exposed to people in the waiting room. There were staff moving about but our focus was on the Vet & Crockett. The Vet was teaching and having us dose out the insulin into the needle and then give Crockett saline injections to see how competent we were with the needle. I basically stated that I was willing to do whatever I need to do to look after Crockett in the most cost effective way. Become educated about Diabetes, take blood samples to read and document his blood sugar levels and give him injections ourselves. The Vet even said that he'd be willing to communicate with us via e-mail to review Crockett's data to assess his treatment.
This person who overheard said that it was obvious that we love our dog and was sympathetic to our situation. They donated $500 towards Crockett's Vet bill.
SERIOUSLY!
When Adam asked who did this for us, the receptionist said that the person wishes to remain anonymous.
I was so taken aback that I started to cry. This person literally has NO IDEA of the impact they have made. A stranger helping us just because. Thinking about it gets me overwhelmed and teary eyed. Faith in humanity is restored. Not all people suck.
We are the recipients of generosity and kindness. Something that has humbled us and made us realize just how lucky we are to have a portion of Crockett's care covered. We will certainly find a way to Pay It Forward!
Adam will be taking with him to the Vet tomorrow a Thank You card. The receptionist said she would pass it on for us. It was difficult to write. I wanted to convey just how thankful and grateful we are. It doesn't seem like enough of a Thank You. I want to hug this person!
I drew a small Gemma Correll Pug in the card and enclosed a few photos of Crockett.
How lucky are we? Wow. Lucky.
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Fifteen Minutes More Each Week!
Today as I walked into our apartment, I was so happy to still see the sun peeking through our windows!
The first 2 photos were taken at 5:39pm.
Just a short while after at 6:17pm we have a new moon up high in the sky.
It's now 6:40pm and it's dark.
15 more minutes of daylight every week. No more leaving home and returning home in the dark!
When does Spring officially arrive? Wednesday March 20'13. Wow, that is soon!
The first 2 photos were taken at 5:39pm.
Just a short while after at 6:17pm we have a new moon up high in the sky.
It's now 6:40pm and it's dark.
15 more minutes of daylight every week. No more leaving home and returning home in the dark!
When does Spring officially arrive? Wednesday March 20'13. Wow, that is soon!
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
What I'm Reading
I bought this book a few years back and for whatever reason didn't read it. I need to learn how to relax and turn my mind off, find a quiet place, and relax.
I started to read it today on the bus on my way home from work and fell asleep! That is a problem with me lately; if I sit and zone out, I fall asleep.
I'm just searching for a little peace.
I started to read it today on the bus on my way home from work and fell asleep! That is a problem with me lately; if I sit and zone out, I fall asleep.
I'm just searching for a little peace.
Monday, February 11, 2013
My Mom Is Always Looking Out For Me
My Mom called me this morning at work with a heads up; my horoscope in today's Globe & Mail:
SCORPIO (Oct. 24 – Nov. 22):
The important
thing today is that you stay in control of your emotions.
If you let
other people get under your skin bad feelings could
escalate quickly and
there is no telling where you might end up.
In the cells overnight?
It's almost 3pm and so far so good. I'll put in my ear buds and listen to the Les Mis soundtrack on my bus ride home, keep my eyes down & stay out of trouble.
Saturday, February 9, 2013
More Dreams
Since my headache earlier this week, I have continued to have stranger than usual dreams. Last night, I was taking a 2 week trip to London. I was going on my own to see all the notable sights. I've been to Harrods once before but was really excited to go again. Odd as I'm not big on shopping. I was on one of those huge double deck Aircraft A380's. As it landed in England, on a highway, and proceeded to drive to the airport to get to the gate, I was crying. I was looking at the London skyline in tears and saying, " I know I should live here. This is where I belong."
When we finally pulled up to the gate to start off loading, I showed my ID, and I didn't have a passport. I thought my Ontario Driver's License should suffice. I had to call my Dad, arrange to have all my ID FedEx'd to him overnight, so he could go get me a temp passport. I had to stay on the plane for over a day while all this was arranged. There were other people on board with similar issues so it wasn't so bad. Familiar faces, Anderson Cooper again, he just keeps showing up everywhere!
One very odd thing was that the Airline had given my FedEx envelope of ID to my friend Jenn, who passed away 13 months ago unexpectedly of a brain aneurysm. It was nice to see her (as I often do in my dreams), but I thought to myself that, " She can't be the one to get it to FedEx, what if she dies on the way?". OK, how fucked up is that?
I finally was allowed off the plane and that is when I woke up. Sometimes these dreams feel so real.
When we finally pulled up to the gate to start off loading, I showed my ID, and I didn't have a passport. I thought my Ontario Driver's License should suffice. I had to call my Dad, arrange to have all my ID FedEx'd to him overnight, so he could go get me a temp passport. I had to stay on the plane for over a day while all this was arranged. There were other people on board with similar issues so it wasn't so bad. Familiar faces, Anderson Cooper again, he just keeps showing up everywhere!
One very odd thing was that the Airline had given my FedEx envelope of ID to my friend Jenn, who passed away 13 months ago unexpectedly of a brain aneurysm. It was nice to see her (as I often do in my dreams), but I thought to myself that, " She can't be the one to get it to FedEx, what if she dies on the way?". OK, how fucked up is that?
I finally was allowed off the plane and that is when I woke up. Sometimes these dreams feel so real.
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Like It's Never Been Said Before, To The Point
I saw this posted on a Tumblr account and it had been re-posted numerous times. I do not feel Depression is humiliating, for me, it is exhausting and sad. There is nothing to be humiliated about by having a medical condition. Would a Diabetic be humiliated? No. Not all, but quite a few of these, I relate to completely.
"Depression is humiliating.
It turns intelligent, kind people into zombies who can’t wash a dish or change their socks. It affects the ability to think clearly, to feel anything, to ascribe value to your children, your lifelong passions, your relative good fortune. It scoops out your normal healthy ability to cope with bad days and bad news, and replaces it with an unrecognizable sludge that finds no pleasure, no delight, no point in anything outside of bed. You alienate your friends because you can’t comport yourself socially, you risk your job because you can’t concentrate, you live in moderate squalor because you have no energy to stand up, let alone take out the garbage. You become pathetic and you know it. And you have no capacity to stop the downward plunge. You have no perspective, no emotional reserves, no faith that it will get better. So you feel guilty and ashamed of your inability to deal with life like a regular human, which exacerbates the depression and the isolation.
Depression is humiliating.
If you’ve never been depressed, thank your lucky stars and back off the
folks who take a pill so they can make eye contact with the grocery
store cashier. No one on earth would choose the nightmare of depression
over an averagely turbulent normal life.
It’s not an incapacity to cope with day to day living in the modern
world. It’s an incapacity to function. At all. If you and your loved
ones have been spared, every blessing to you. If depression has taken
root in you or your loved ones, every blessing to you, too.
Depression is humiliating.
No one chooses it. No one deserves it. It runs in families, it ruins
families. You cannot imagine what it takes to feign normalcy, to show up
to work, to make a dentist appointment, to pay bills, to walk your dog,
to return library books on time, to keep enough toilet paper on hand,
when you are exerting most of your capacity on trying not to kill
yourself. Depression is real. Just because you’ve never had it doesn’t
make it imaginary. Compassion is also real. And a depressed person may
cling desperately to it until they are out of the woods and they may
remember your compassion for the rest of their lives as a force greater
than their depression. Have a heart. Judge not lest ye be judged."
- Pearl
I am hoping that I have got the original source correct.
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