Sunday, April 26, 2009
I got as far as the end of the block, and kind of stalled. I didn’t want to go to the Bean. I didn’t want to sit that close to Hastings Street and the traffic and the noise. Not to mention the crowds – on a sunny Saturday, I probably wouldn’t even be able to get a seat. But mostly, I just couldn’t muster the energy to take the same walk down the same streets again. My back was tight; my feet were uncomfortable, all tightly-laced into my walking shoes. And I knew I didn’t want to go anywhere that would require taking public transit.
But, I also didn’t want to turn around and go back inside.
Then I got my answer. As I was standing, stumped, at the corner, a couple of gulls came skreeling overhead. (I love that verb, skreel. So evocative. Onomatopoetic. Applicable only to gulls and bagpipes, which gives it a particularly romantic, misty, moory, maritime, Gaelic-y kind of resonance. Me, wrapped in a shawl, wandering a moonlit shoreline...)
Listening to the gulls, I found myself walking in the opposite direction, almost without conscious decision. My feet knew where I wanted to be, if my brain couldn’t make up its damned mind.
By the water. The thing I love best about this place. I needed a dose of the ocean. So I made my way down the street to one of the many mini-parks that dot the “waterfront” in our neighbourhood. (The neighbourhood being separated from the shoreline by the railway and the docks) I had the camera with me, and tried a few pictures of the cherry blossoms and the tulips. I just started wandering west…the northern-most street in our neighbourhood follows the waterfront, and is punctuated by a number of these mini-parks. Small flower beds tended by the residents, cherry trees, benches overlooking the harbour. I made my way from one to the next, almost without thinking about it.
Somewhere along the way, I realized that what I really wanted (needed!) was just to move. To walk and feel my body in motion, with no destination, no goal to distract me. To just be, in my body, in the sunshine, smelling the blossoms, without my brain being all incessantly “pick a little, talk a little, cheep cheep cheep”. Blah blah blah.
I did end up at a coffee shop, one quite a bit further away than I’d intended. By the time I got there, my legs were a bit tired, but the stiffness in my lower back was long gone. On the way, I watched a tugboat at work, and some people working on a fishing boat tied up to the dock. I walked by a group of people digging up a community garden for spring planting. I noticed that the cherry blossoms were almost finished, and the apples were starting to bloom. And the chestnuts were putting out leaves that will soon be a canopy over all the side streets.
And my brain finally shut up!
It was a good morning.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
So I called Mr.Q, who was having beers with his classmates after their long week, and asked him how quickly he could get his arse home, in order to take me out for dinner. There haven't been a lot of date nights over the last month, with his homework load. (Oh, and that whole not-working thing that happens when one's in school!)
Also, I was feeling somewhat celebratory, as the weather is finally Really Spring. There's a huge Oregon grape shrub near the house that's in blossom, and it smells amazing. There are more and more birds out every day. It's finally warm enough to have Nekkid Toes - toes which I have even prettified with pink polish, in anticipation; and last night, they were just busting to be free. I thought I ought to take them out. Also, yesterday was a Good Mail Day. As evidenced below:
Yessiree, that there is my shiny new passport, accompanied by my shiny new (reloadable) Visa card, all ready for the Sock Summit in August. Which paired nicely with the mail from the day before:
A super-soft, brand new Ravelry hoodie. Looks great with my Rav tote. And worn together (does one "wear" a tote?) they kind of remind me of my university days, when I would trek off to school in my MEC pants and my MEC fleece, with my MEC backpack, and totally feel like one of the cool kids. So the hoodie-tote combo makes me feel young again!
Anyhoo. The new hoodie was just warm enough to balance the naked feets on our dinner outing...that sunshine being more "wishful thinking" spring weather, than actual warmth. We went to WaaZuBee, one of our favourite haunts. Great burgers, and a gin list. Being a gin-n-tonic kind of gal, this is a huge selling point for me! I tried the Juniper Organic last night...most tasty! Mr.Q had himself a pint of Crannog pale ale (also organic, ftr), and enjoyed it thoroughly. In fact, we were both so pleased that we indulged in a little spontaneous public display of "fisting" (recreated here for the photo)
(And no, I don't think the "fisting" joke is ever going to get old for me!)
Dinner, as usual, was great:
That there is my bison burger, with blue cheese, and signature WaaZuBee fries with garlic mayo dip. I believe Mr.Q had the chicken sandwich - with melted Brie and mushrooms.
An early night last night, a good long sleep, and I'm ready to take on the weekend. A few chores, some knitting, maybe a coffee date-with-self while Mr.Q's out at a rehearsal this morning. Bowling tomorrow for a friend's birthday. A world of possibility stretching out before me!
I think I might start with a nap.
(*Bonus points for the first person to correctly identify the source of the title!)
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Monday, April 13, 2009
*Waking up to clean floors! (No fairies, unfortunately; rather, there was a lot of work done yesterday. And the day before. But they're still so shiny and clean!)
*The sun was out when we walked up to the neighbourhood for groceries this morning
*Watching a crow fly by with two foil-wrapped chocolate Easter eggs in its mouth - Shiny! Craawk!
*Booking my ticket home for "spring break" at the end of May
*Getting an email that my Rav order was shipped out today
*Drinking the season's first iced mocha while we did the shopping
*Lunch: toasted bacon-cheddar-&-tomato sandwiches, with a dusting of sea salt and real mayo (All or nothing for me, baby. All or nothing. Go real or go home. Etc.)
*Cooking up an enormous vat of very tasty veggie pasta sauce for dinners this week
*And, last but not least, this:
Hope your Monday's been good to you, too!