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February, 2010

  1. w/e

    February 28, 2010 by Louise

    There isn’t much happening. I wanted to sleep in today (I didn’t). We were supposed to have a snowstorm yesterday (we didn’t). Rob thought he’d be over his cold by now (he isn’t). I thought my period was starting the other day (it wasn’t? – a couple of tiny spots on Thursday and then… nothing).

    What *is* happening: On my walk with the dogs this morning, there was a positive cacophony of birds . Now not one of them was a robin which are apparently the first sign of Spring, but it was a nicer sound than the crows that have been the exclusive soundtrack around here for the past months.

    We had a fairly quiet day together yesterday, Rob, the dogs, and I. We spent it reading, or talking, or watching a movie (Up In The Air is good!). I made a lasagna. His parents called, we talked for a bit. Fairly quiet.

    I am now trying to figure out orzo recipes. I had never seen orzo in person, and then a few weeks back it was in a big bin, marked down by 50%, at the grocery store. Of course I bought it, but I can’t figure out what to do with it. Later we will go to my parents’, because my mom did something to her computer and the disc drive isn’t working. A good friend is coming over this evening, as she does every Sunday.

    All in all, a fairly uneventful couple of days. Just as I like them.


  2. la misere

    February 24, 2010 by Louise

    My Dad, as you know, has had some health problems these past few years. He started off with an aortic aneurysm back when Rob and I were still living in Nova Scotia. Other stuff has popped up through the years. A couple of weeks ago, he had trouble breathing, because he had the flu. The pulse oximeter showed that his oxygenation rate was down in the 60% range (I have had terrible, terrible asthma attacks that caused my lungs to collapse, and my oxygen never went lower than the 80s). Not good.
    Anyway, apparently that last bout of the flu caused his aortic tear (which has never healed, and will never heal; that’s just not how they work) to get a bit bigger. Again, not good.
    So in a few weeks he will be going to see a surgeon (out of province, there’s no one here who could perform the procedure) to discuss having a stent put in. This is major surgery, for a guy who’s already pretty sick.
    Worry worry worry.


  3. Life, it’s bigger

    by Louise

    Everything’s been pretty hum-drum lately. No need for any increase in life insurance rates because nothing we’re doing is even vaguely risky. Here’s a sampling of my daily activities:

    6: Wake up. Walk dogs. Dogs are crazy and want to only poop on the very top of snowbanks.
    6h30: Get home. Shower. Get dressed. Eat breakfast. Snuggle dogs. Load dishwasher or washing machine (sometimes both! Usually just one).
    7h10: Wake up Rob, who intelligently showered and set out his clothes the night before.
    7h20/7h30: Drive Rob to work. Turn around and drive back to town and drive to my work.
    8h15: Get to work. Start working.
    3h15: stop working with kids. Start doing other work.
    4h15: Leave work for home.
    4h30: Get home. Walk dogs.
    5: Get back from walk. Do the prep for supper by chopping things up (if it’s something that is cooked fast – if it’s something that takes longer, start actually cooking it.
    5h30: Leave to pick up Rob.
    6h: Pick up Rob.
    6h30 get home. Finish supper (most of the time Rob does this part because I am whiny).
    7: Eat
    7h30: FREE TIME! In which we fool with the dogs and talk to each other and I do some school work and whatever!!! THE FREEDOM IS INTOXICATING!
    8h30: I am tired so I usually go to bed around now. I read for about half an hour or so. Generally I’m asleep by 9 or 9h30.

    Rob’s work schedule is going to change in a few weeks. He’ll be home later in the morning (and will be carpooling with someone else) so I can leave a bit later for work. Also he’ll have more time to spend with the dogs, and later his schedule will be like, 4 days on, 3 days off, so he will have more home time.

    So yeah. Interesting blog posts? Not that those have happened in the past three years… but if you were expecting any, they’re probably not happening anytime soon.


  4. I’m mostly talking about shoes here. It’s probably boring. And there are lots of pictures.

    February 21, 2010 by Louise

    I haven’t worn a pair of high heeled shoes in years. Back when I did wear them, I was in my early 20s and they pretty much never cost any more than $15. Cheap Wal-Mart shoes. The last pair I wore (after many years of not) were at our wedding – they were very comfortable, but you can’t wear white satin pumps every day. I gave up on them probably at about the time when chunky heels became passé. I already have balance problems – balancing on stiletto heels is just not going to happen.
    When I have ventured back, with the exception of my wedding shoes, any pair I have tried on has been immensely uncomfortable and nearly impossible to walk in.
    Now I realize that that was probably due to the quality of the shoes themselves than the style. Considering the last pair I wore before the wedding were remarkably like this:

    … well, I think the reasoning behind the discomfort is… ahem… clear. And no, I didn’t choose these for myself. They were part of an unfortunate bridesmaid’s ensemble, and were chosen for me by the bride who wore platform flip-flops under her shoe-hiding dress.

    Anyway. Yesterday I went to a department store looking for jeans. I only own one pair of jeans, which I bought for $10 three years ago, and they’re getting pretty old now. They’re still okay for work (I have been wearing them every single Casual Friday), but I can tell that in a month or so they will have crossed the line from “still professional albeit about an inch too short due to repeated washings” to “worn knee area giving way in front of a roomful of 8th graders, giving teacher that delightful Joey Russo look:

    All together now: Whoa!

    Unfortunately, the department stores in our area are not following Stacey and Clinton’s rules for jeans. The only jeans they seem to be carrying in the plus size section are skinny jeans (OMG what is the irony of size 18/20 SKINNY JEANS?) or Mom Jeans with elastic waistbands. And the colours… I had the choice between bright pink, this terrible colour (although not the suspenders), and greyish black.

    All I want is a pair of jeans that are a nice colour, that fit me properly (which is difficult in the best of times, since I have a much smaller waist when compared to my hips) and that don’t give me camel toe or look like I’m waiting for a flood. Is that too much to ask?

    Anyway. After the failed Jeans Expedition of 2010, I decided to go look at shoes. Things always go a bit better with shoes – at least I know approximately what size I take (a 9, if they’re sufficiently wide…9.5 or 10 if not). To be honest, the shoes I’ve been wearing for the past two years are these:

    And they’re comfy, but they’re not really… stylish. And I want to be less shlumpy. Which I’m fully aware I am. I don’t know how to do that, though (I obviously do need the What Not To Wear people to come and help me with that), all that well.

    BUT!

    I found out that high-heeled shoes aren’t as uncomfortable as I remember. This possibly has to do with the fact that I was trying on shoes that aren’t made of plastic and cardboard. They weren’t six-inch heels or anything, just one or two, but they were very, very comfortable, and (I think) kind of nice looking.
    I must have tried on about 10 pair. The only pair I can find a picture of online are these:
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    (they come in black and brown).

    I love them. But they were a little outside of the budget I’d set for jeans (WHICH I DIDN’T GET), and besides, if I got them, then I’d have to save up all over again for a pair of jeans (not that I’m saving my pennies for years to buy pants, but I have this odd quirk where I like to set myself a budget and stick to it and sometimes it takes a few weeks of setting aside $10 here and there before I’ll let myself get the thing that I want.

    And then later in the day, the battery of our car died and we needed a new one – so it’s a good thing I didn’t purchase either shoes or jeans during the day, because instead we spent our money on a car battery. Which is decidedly unfashionable and less than cute.


  5. Protected: Third time’s a charm?

    February 17, 2010 by Louise

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  6. Snow day snow day snow day snow day

    by Louise

    It’s really gross out – therefore I remain in my pajamas, marking tests and watching TV. Well, sort of watching. I didn’t notice that the TV was on an hour-long infomercial for some type of acne scar removal cream until Rob came out of his man-cave to tell me to either change the channel or turn it all the way off. So I watched Grey Gardens one and a half times, and am now enjoying the heck out of Gabriel Byrne.
    I always have enjoyed Gabriel Byrne. Even though he’s about the same age as my dad (please no reading anything into that, gross) and even when he played an ass-kicking priest. Now he’s playing a messed-up therapist, and I just enjoy him very much.

    Oh – the dogs. When we housetrained them, we always took them for walks. Neither of us likes the idea of just putting them out in the backyard on their own (helicopter dog-parents? Possibly). So now, they won’t go to the bathroom without at least 5 minutes of walking having happened. This is fine, except that it is freezing and blowing snow at my face. Dog-walking outfit: Rob’s coat + my coat + ski mask + gloves + mittens + scarf + boots + 2 hoods up + pajamas. It drives the dogs crazy to have to wait for me to put all that on but if they know what’s good for them, they wait, because otherwise they’re not going anywhere (unless it’s Rob’s turn. He’s all tough. he just throws on his hoodie and shoes and off they go).


  7. Protected: same pw as last time

    February 16, 2010 by Louise

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  8. by Louise

    My sister-in-law has been going to these exercise classes lately and has been encouraging me to go with her. She’s tiny, but completely out of shape… except that now that she’s been going to fitness class, she can walk for 20 minutes without getting out of breath. Now, generally I hate exercise classes. I’ve gone before, and I don’t enjoy being the Fat One at the back of the room (or even worse, at the front of the room where people can see me) but this one might be different. The instructor is one of the more inspiring weight loss success stories
    I’ve seen: She started doing these classes about five years ago, when she weighed over 290 pounds. Over the course of a year, she lost about 140 pounds. She’s the mother of one of my students and I’ve seen the transformation she’s made.
    The only thing that kind of makes me feel reluctant is that I don’t like to be wigless in front of my fellow teachers, and a lot of them go to these classes.
    I know I have to get over myself and just commit, but it’s a tough thing to do sometimes.

    (also – if you’re the type of person who believes in luck, wish me luck. I know I just came off a three-day weekend, but they’re announcing a possible snowstorm for tomorrow and I still have a fever. It would be great if school were closed and I didn’t have to use a sick day).


  9. House plans

    February 15, 2010 by Louise

    Sometime this Spring, there is going to have to be a trip to Staples, or some other store with office furniture. I’ve warned Rob, so that he can be prepared… although I’m not sure if he’ll ever fully endorse this. His office chair is getting pretty long in the tooth and I’m so sick of looking at it. The arms are broken, the seat is stained (due to an incident wherein my nephew left a Fudgesicle on it, and we went to the beach for the day, returning to find the seat stained with some rather unfortunate brown splotches), and although he says it’s comfortable… well, I don’t quite believe it. Seriously, if this chair were a horse it would be a bottle of Elmer’s by now. I think I’ll probably need to drug him on the actual day.

    Other plans: on March break, I would like to clear everything out of the second bedroom. We had intended it as a baby’s room when we first moved in. Now I’m thinking I can have my own little craft room/office which could also serve as a guest room. We could spend $100 at Walmart or Zellers on a futon, and we already have a desk and all the storage that I need in there. I’ve the fabric to make curtains for ages, so I just need to get off my butt and set up a craft room so that I have a place where I can do that.

    Hmm. That means I’ll probably have to get myself an office chair of some sort, too.


  10. GREAT SUCCESS

    by Louise

    It’s a well known fact that February is the shortest month – and that it nearly always seems like the longest. Thus, the Powers That Be on our fair isle have decided to give us a holiday on the 2nd Monday of the month. This means a short week, a vacation the day after Valentine’s. Which is good, because after my post yesterday I basically spent my day in the most unromantic of ways. At one point we went over to my parents’ and gave Mom her birthday gift. My sister in law had bought a cake so we had some of that (I must say, store bought cake, especially heart-shaped store bought cake with that terrible plastic-tasting icing is about as pleasant as a colon cleansing). My nephews showed us how awesome they are at playing Wii stuff. Then we came home and I spent the rest of the day laying on the couch whining to Rob about my fever. Eventually I went to bed. I used my cellphone to call him (I was in the bedroom. He was in the livingroom) and demand a glass of water. It was such a romantic Valentine’s Day, you wouldn’t believe.

    Today I’m hoping to sleep off the rest of this headache and get some laundry done for tomorrow. Maybe make the lasagne I was hoping to make for yesterday’s romantic Valentine’s meal. You never know!