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Trying something new

On the advice of my friend Suzanne, I’m tried something new today.  What did I do different? First I took my rarely used bicycle out of the shed, secured my helmet, and rode off to the local mall. Well I actually had to turn around at the corner and go back home, the back tire was deflated. Unlock gate, unlock house, route in jar of numerous keys for shed key, find key ring with numerous keys – forcing me to try one of many again to unlock shed, find tire pump, pump like mad woman so nozzle can fall off tire thingamajig numerous times, finally re-inflate tire, return pump to shed, lock shed, return keys to house, lock house, lock gate, ride off into sunset to mall.

Finally on my way, I debate riding on the sidewalk (which is illegal) vs the road. Decide on the road, only to almost get taken out by driver who obviously hates bike riders. After my near death experience I arrived at the mall. I go to the Bulk Barn to buy some steel-cut oats (one has to stay regular healthy), and dog treats. Eventually I grab a coffee and breakfast so I can sit down and write. In truth, I went to the mall for the sole intention of writing. It seems sitting at my computer lately just draws blanks.

These past three weeks have been a whirlwind of activity at our house with Suzanne visiting. I have played the tourist with her, as we toured the RGB (Royal Botanical Gardens), The Hamilton Farmer’s Market, Cootes Paradise, Lindsay Ontario, Aylmer Ontario, Port Dover Ontario, and Niagara Falls Ontario. On bad chronic pain days for me, Suzanne went out on her own walking – and boy can that woman walk, 14 kilometres one day alone! (Note: Suzanne came over quite aware, that there would be days, she would have to go it alone while I rested). Middle child graciously did fill in for me a number of times, taking Suzanne to the mall, and for a walk at Albion Falls.

The visit to Aylmer and Port Dover (where our grandmother used to live) was on the invitation of my sister, who was interested in checking out some handmade Mennonite dining room tables. Afterwards, she thought it would be nice to have lunch on the beach in Port Dover. So on a very raining Saturday, my sister drove into town to pick us up. With umbrella’s on hand (I borrowed my husband one and only, supposedly favourite umbrella, which was later turned inside out, and left broken by an extremely strong wind gust, that amazingly left me unscathed (did he ask me that – Nooo!)) Anyways, the furniture was gorgeous, though nothing was purchased, except of course slippers by me, that middle child keeps trying to steal (payback for hubby’s umbrella?)

It seemed the rain was not going to let up, nevertheless it did not put a damper on our lunch, the scene reminded my Wales-born friend of home.

Picture of the rain hitting the restaurant window.

Before you ask, I have no idea why the restaurant decided to plant palm trees on the beach.

Bayfront Park, Hamilton Ontario

Yesterday was quite mild so instead of going for my usual walk with the dogs at the dog park, middle child and I decided to visit Bayfront Park.

Bear and I taking a walk

Bear and I taking a walk

Middle child with the dogs

Middle child with the dogs

Cocoa Bayfront Park

Cocoa Bayfront Park

Bear posing for us

Bear posing for us

Bear, Cocoa and I Bayfront Park

Bear, Cocoa and I Bayfront Park

Middle child with Bear and Cocoa Bayfront Park

Middle child with Bear and Cocoa Bayfront Park

Path Bayfront Park

Path Bayfront Park

Bear looking at the water

Bear looking at the water

Two days in the life of middle child & I

Yesterday middle child was feeling quite sad because she wouldn’t be joining us for dinner. See, she decided to stay for spring/summer school while her older sister had returned home for the summer. She naturally phoned me just as I was making dinner, nothing grand but as usual supper is always eaten at the dinner table (unless it is Friday when I don’t cook). Since we were already chatting on Skype, middle child asked if I would set the laptop up at the end of the table so she could join us. Little did I know she would print-screen me! If you look closely, she is in the upper right hand corner.

Print screened

 

The next day was much better for middle child, she received her ‘Hunter’ rain boots in the mail.

7:58 a.m. Middle child: Walked right through a puddle and no leakage. It’s awesome.
Me: oohlala
Middle child:  Yah man I feel very awesome doing that. (She’s 19 and feeling awesome!)
Me: Glad to hear you enjoy puddle hoping. (Really? At her age?)
Middle child:  Thank you for the rain boots.
Me:  You’re welcome.
Middle child: Why are you up so early? (Because your father decided to sleep in and someone had to feed the damn dog).
Me: Fed the pooch. Debating on a walk but I have neither rain boots nor a rain coat. (Money was spent on the ‘Hunter’ rain boots and your orthotics, waiting for rebate from insurance company).
Middle child: I bought soy milk yesterday. I’m going to try to cut all bad stuff out. I went for a walk Mom, it was nice.
Me: Just read an article on milk. Skim milk is best followed by soy. (Everything that mom reads is right).
Middle child: I don’t like skim milk at all.
Me: It is fine.
Middle child: You know when you eat an apple and its, like your first bite and you know its going to be a good apple. I had a delicious apple this morning. (Is she on something? This is weird).
Me: Okay, I’m happy for you. (Geez, it’s just an apple).
Middle child: Thanks.
Me: Have fun in school. (I’m going back to bed).
Middle child: Thanks.
Me: Bye
Middle child: sends icon of heart.
Me: sends icon of heart.