Monday, June 29, 2015
Sunday, June 28, 2015
Pride Weekend 2015 is almost over. It was a wet one, with lots and lots of rain. And, it was louder than other years, especially on Friday night. All of the windows in my apartment were shut tightly, and yet the music sounded as if it was right inside. I couldn't get to sleep that night either because of the music and strobe lights, which lasted until 3am.
But I'll stop my bitching. It was just one night where it was unbearably loud anyway.
I feel very regretful that I didn't get to go out and join the festvities this year. It was just the pouring rain; work that I had to finish; and, partying with good friends at my place on Saturday night. (Woo-hoo! That was so much fun!)
Hopefully, next year I'll be able to join in on the Pride celebrations ....
Saturday, June 27, 2015
Friday, June 26, 2015
There's loud, raucous music emitting from my building's parking lot. Joyful people outside are dancing; screaming; laughing; and, singing along to the music.
My apartment is vibrating in time to the beat - Mom used to call it the Church St. beat!
My cats are hiding in the closet, trying to get away from the noise and craziness.
It's definitely Pride Weekend.
Woo-hoo! Let the partying begin!
Thursday, June 25, 2015
I had a fantastic time last night at Cafe California!
We all supped on delicious food and tried our best to win the door prize, which was sponsored by Iceberg Vodka, by having drinks with said vodka.
Unfortunately, nobody at our table won the gift basket.
It was fun, of course, to watch all of the guys dance around in sexy underwear and different kinds of costumes.
And, although Mom wasn't there physically, I swear I could hear her chuckle and say, "Bottom's up!"
Wednesday, June 24, 2015
This evening, I'm going with Lucy, Danielle and Meaghan to see the Underwear Show at Cafe California. It should be fun!
This morning, after my shower, both cats laid on my outfit. It was like they were saying, "ah yes, I'll look fantastic in this silver dress." The boys are going in drag for Pride!
In the end, I won the fight, and I will look fabulous!
Look out guys, here I come!
Tuesday, June 23, 2015
Monday, June 22, 2015
I had a pretty good and busy day. Emails and texts were exchanged, schedules and plans were solidified. Food, toothpaste, and kitty litter were purchased. Two parcels and a Lorazepam prescription were picked up from the Drug Mart.
I was going to paint tonight, but I should work on my finances and get them out of the way.
All in all, it was a pretty good Monday ....
Sunday, June 21, 2015
I've been thinking about you all day, Dad. As with all people, you had many facets to your personaliy. As a father, you were kind; fair; loving; and, sometimes even jovial. I remember feeling safe and happy as you carried me through the Carlsbad Cavern.
At work, you were serious and single-minded. However, success at any cost was never your thing. It was only important for you to do the best job you could and to provide for your family.
Besides Mom, Bruce, and I, the things you loved most were: tennis; going on vacation; and, photography. Oh yes, and fish & chips every Saturday evening ....
Happy Father's Day, Dad! I love you!
Saturday, June 20, 2015
Maybe I should have stayed home and taken the day off. My illness had all but disappeared in the morning, though, and I thought: Ok, I'll go to the market, make a million dollars, go home and nap for awhile.
Unfortunatey, I barely got over the $45.00 mark. Sheesh! The market was deadsville, man. Deadsville!
But there's always next Saturday ....
Friday, June 19, 2015
Thursday, June 18, 2015
I was going to rant and rave about the world news, but maybe I'll do that later. I feel like I need a Lorazepam badly!
Right now, however, I'm going to put these paintings on Etsy ....
Sometimes I dream that the beauty and power of art is able to eliminate racism; sexism; ableism; war; greed; and, basically, just all of the ugliness of human nature.
Wouldn't that be wonderful?
Wednesday, June 17, 2015
Last night I had a crazy dream.
It started out with Lucy and I visiting Mom in the hospital. Thankfully, my mind didn't let me dwell upon the memory of my mother's death ...
A doctor came into the room. He gave me a hug and a kiss and told me: "It's good to see you again." Lucy started yelling at him, telling him that she thought that he was sexist & ableist pig. Taken aback by her sudden outburst, I told Lucy to please calm down, I want to hear what the doctor had to say about Mom's condition. But then my brother Bruce came crashing into the hospital with his TTC bus! He hugged me and said, "It's good to see you again, sis!"
Someone stole Bruce's bus, so he and I began chasing them!
And then my wheelchair took flight ....
Tuesday, June 16, 2015
Monday, June 15, 2015
As always, I like Mondays because I get so much done.
Today, I bought frames for two of my paintings.
And then, I went on a shopping spree, buying all sorts of Doctor Who swag. (David Tenant is still my favourite doctor!)
On the way to the Drug Mart, I bought red wine to have with dinner
I had a brief frappuccino break, and then I bought groceries for my dinner at Loblaws.
And, after dinner, I did more work on my puppy painting. It's 99% finished!