The five or six people who read this blog consistently might wonder what happened. A week without blogging is what happened. This was, of course, entirely unintentional. I had not meant to not blog for an entire week, but that was just how things turned out.
Normally, I could blame laziness or procrastination, but that wasn’t the case here. No, blame lay in a totally different, though not unprecedented place. Luckily those places had Perfect and not-so Perfect Moments worth documenting.
Plans to meet my best friends for drinks at the end of their workdays was a great idea. I finished earlier than them and had some time to kill. Not really the best thing for me, because I never plan this well and either overplan or spectacularly under plan.
I left work with my lessons all planned and my paperwork caught up on. I even made photocopies for the next morning. Leaving work left me time to do a few errands. I even managed to snap a picture of a woman on the bus wearing her dog like a backpack.
I decided to go to a coin and stamp dealer that was open on a Monday (the one I would really like to have gone to see took Monday off in lieu of Saturday). This was a total fiasco as the shop was mostly a coin dealer and money exchanger, and had just a bunch of stamps lying around.
I was wearing my Hoi An shirt from Vietnam when the cop who was patroling the LCBO stopped me to chat about the place. He was a big fan and he suggested I go to Laos as it was even better than Vietnam.
Drinks with friends was fantastic, though through miscommunication, I had gone to the right pub but the wrong location. Sadly this late night had me tired all week long. It took until Saturday to catch up on my sleep.
With very few hours of sleep, I really didn’t do my best teaching. Normally, I would just point to survival as a Perfect Moment, but the hockey preseason started and since the trade for John Tavares, that is what I and the rest of Leaf Nation have been waiting for.
Obviously, more hockey. Preseason may count for nothing, but you wouldn’t always know it watching some people play these games. I guess that is what happens when you’re playing for a career.
Besides work, I spent Thursday trying to decide upon my vacation destination. Previously, I have taken two Exodus Travels cycling vacations and I am considering a third. I want to go to Chile and Argentina, but according to the website, the trip is all booked up. I decided to call and see if I could put myself on the waitlist. I also contacted the marketing side of the company to see if they could use some publicity from a blogger like myself. I await the results of either of these activities, but my fingers are crossed.
If any of you have been able to leverage your blogging fame or skills in such a way, please let me know how to do it.
Almost completely caught up on sleep, and with my nephew’s birthday nearly upon me, I needed to buy a gift. I toured around the toy store and found a few good examples. I ended up choosing a toy that you could both build and then do something dynamic with. It probably means pieces and parts all around the house (a minefield for bare feet to be sure), but since it isn’t my house, it is hardly worth worrying about.
Unfortunately the bus ride home was horrible. The bus was crowded and roadwork ground everything to a slow crawl. On the bus, the only happy people were students talking about their boring lives and their equally boring theories on why they don’t have to study so hard. I should have put my music on, but I just didn’t have the energy to root around in my bag for my mp3 player.
Realizing that I would see my sister-in-law, I thought I had better hit the local yarn store, before the birthday party. (Please see my post about yarn shopping to understand this a bit better.) They local, and I suspect somewhat famous, local yarn store is in a house, rather than a business. Surprisingly, I would say that it is in an unconverted house as the sink, stove and refrigerator were still there. The owner was a lovely and knowledgeable European woman–I would guess at the accent, but I have proven to be unreliable at this when the people are not my students. She showed me lots of sock yarn, detailed the origins and uses of the yarn, the relative fame of each brand, and its desirability. Thanks to all that information, I was able to pick some that I hoped would be considered acceptable.
The birthday party was a good chance to see my youngest nephews and my only niece, as well as my brother, a couple of my sisters, and my Dad. In fact, since I rode with my father in his satellite radio equipped car, I got a chance to listen to some pretty good music. I also got to eat some good pizza, snacks, and cake.
I also received my hand knitted socks. They fit perfectly and incredibly warm.
Unfortunately, it meant that I didn’t get out on my bike for the first Saturday in a month, but what can you do.
Today was a day of errands. I went to the library, paid some bills, cleaned up a little, bought some hardware items I will need this week, and even had a burrito. At the burrito place, I accidently ordered extra things that I had to pay for. When I pleaded ignorance, and the clerk admitted that he hadn’t told me, I received them for free. It was the biggest burrito I have ever had–it took two wrappers to wrap it up. It wasn’t the best one, but it was pretty good.