Tuesday, April 29, 2008

An Update on My Wii Status

You'll be happy to hear I did another Wii "fitness" assessment today and I've dropped 18 years! Now I'm only 43 (luckily I look and feel much younger than that). For those of you that don't know, the target age is 20. So, I've got some more training to do. I'm telling you, the tennis training is quite a work out - I was glowing up a storm (read: sweating) this morning... Then I tried Guitar Hero for the first time. I'm really working on becoming well rounded in my cyber talents.

Monday, April 28, 2008

my beach rock

 
 
 

I found this rock on the beach - I'm told that if I had left it there, the tiny rock inside of it would have eventually bored it's way compelety through.

Luckily, I'm not that bored.
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Thursday, April 24, 2008

This Will Come As No Surprise



His name is Ginger. He's 18 and he lives down the block. Don't worry, he's just visiting. I've talked to his mom and it's ok that he's here...

I noticed him the first week I got here and the last couple of days he's been outside our window, so I invited him in. Today I was preparing dinner - we're having some friends over - and I heard a noise, so I went to the door. He was patiently waiting on the doormat.

He's not a cuddler, but it sure is nice to have him around. I hope the boys and Sasha won't be jealous!

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Thanks for the Empathy!

I thought I'd be a good girlfriend and get a couple of prescriptions filled for Jay today as he's been suffering awfully from gout for many weeks now. He's on a road trip to visit another video game studio across the country. Which, of course. means a few hours away here. I had a nap first - no use going out in the pouring rain... When I awoke it was beautiful out - the weather here is much like Victoria - constantly changing.

I thought I'd put the prescription in my back pocket - that way I would remember where I'd put it rather than frantically rummaging through my purse like I usually do. I was especially motivated as one of the drugs is Naproxen – an analgesic/anti-inflammatory prescribed not only for acute gout, but also for menstrual cramps, which I’M suffering from.

Anyway, I got to Boots and reached into my back pocket and good goddamn - the prescription wasn’t there. I frantically rummaged through my bag. The irony was not lost on me.

The problem of the lost prescription remained… I resigned myself to retracing my steps – the chances of finding it were slim, but I had to try. It’s always windy here, I’d walked for about 20 minutes already, there’s tons of people everywhere – shouldn’t be a problem!

The gods must have had empathy for girls with cramps today because I found it about a block away. Unbelievable.

You’d think that would conclude this little tale, but no. They didn’t have Naproxen at Boots and the clerk mentioned there seemed to be a supply problem with it and suggested I try another pharmacy… I decided to work my way back to our neighbourhood by way of the beach. The pebble beach is quite wonderful. I hadn’t actually walked along the water line yet, so I did – the sound of the water sucking back over the rocks is really amazing. I dipped my hand in and tasted the water – yup, it’s salty! Now I’ve experienced the Pacific, the Mediterranean, the Arctic, the Caribbean and the English Channel.




I went into Day Lewis Pharmacy and they filled it in a couple of minutes. And a mere three blocks from the flat. Could have saved myself a lot of time, but wouldn’t have this charming anecdote to relate to you!

Xoxo sue

PS the Naproxen works!

Sunday, April 20, 2008

i put the wrong one up




bryan - in every english park - chubby pigeons and fatter squirrels.


Vancouverites - I phoned a few of you a couple of days ago. I sensed the "three week holiday" ending and I was afeared. Boredom at home is one thing. It can be easily remedied with friends. I have used my brain to reconfigure our home. And put up more suitable art. And to (gasp!) to cook. I made the most amazing salsa ever. To make sure I have always been lost. Maybe here I will be found.

Thursday, April 17, 2008

Fox on the Run

I was out tonight - apparently the fox is equivalent to the raccoon here in England. They are opportunists and can survive in an urban setting. Go foxy lady, go!