Time Flies When You're Working

I can't believe I haven't posted since November. Actually, I haven't even read other blogs since then either. How has time slipped past so quickly? When last I wrote, I was looking forward to winter: snow, skating, sliding, snow, Christmas, snow, house parties. The only thing that really happened was the snow. And quite a bit of it.

Here it is the first of April, and we're on the downside of winter. In another couple of weeks, much of the snow will be gone and I'll be thinking of my flower beds and hoping to see some greenery, and looking forward to sailing.

I'm not a workaholic, that's for sure. I do my job, (well, I hope) and look forward to my free time. Once Christmas was over, though, it was work, work, work and more work. In the 6 weeks following Christmas, I only had 2 days off. The past month has been a somewhat normal work schedule, but I now it's looking like I should be heading back to 60 hour weeks in order to get caught up again.

The trouble is, I enjoy my free time. I have so much I want to do, and never enough time to do it all. I should be practicing guitar and piano; I have lines to learn for my next play; there are several books I want to read; I have a painting started that I'd like to think about completing before the year ends; seat covers for the sail boat to sew; contract drafting to finish up; the list is never ending, really. Add in the fact that I should be exercising and I enjoy watching movies, and I don't really have time to work. I can't seem to get hubby to pay for my indolent lifestyle, and I have to squeeze some housework into that schedule too.

I look forward to retiring and only doing those things I want to do. Too bad the hedonistic lifestyle doesn't pay so well. Our "sailing retirees" lifestyle has to happen before we're too old to pull up anchor, so I guess I'll keep working (maybe saving?) until such time as I can afford to live winters anchored in the Caribbean and summers anchored in Canada, preferably around age 55. However, if someone wants to fund it, I'd gladly retire earlier.

Have I mentioned before that I'd like to win the lottery?

Cheers!

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas.....

I'm a sucker for Christmas, always have been. It's the spirit of things that I enjoy, and I've posted on that previously. However, I also like the change in the season. The snow falling gets me in the spirit of the season. We've had a couple of snowfalls, but the 2nd one left nearly a foot of snow on the ground. Now it looks like Christmas. Well, mostly. The warm temperatures the past couple of days have meant that there isn't a lot of it left. Still, it was lovely while it lasted. I like snow. I don't mind shoveling, but I'm not that competent at it. I like sliding, skating, walking in it. I look forward to it. At least you can get out in it, not like rain!

So, being in spirit of things I started a gingerbread house last night. Technically I had to start several days ago: researching online to find just the right house, spending a couple of hours drafting up house plans and printing them, an hour cutting out the plans, next evening mixing the dough, rolling the dough, putting the dough back in the refrigerator because it wasn't cool enough and broke too easily.

All this over the last week culminated with rolling, cutting, and baking the house pieces (complete with stained glass windows) last night. I think I counted 19 pieces plus 4 gingerbread men, 6 mini gingerbread men and 4 gingerbread stars. At some point this weekend, I hope that my daughter and I will assemble and decorate it. I'm looking forward to it, as is she, but not too sure what I'll do with it later. After all that work, I won't want it eaten, and by the time Christmas is over, it won't be edible.

Oh, well, yet another sacrifice in the effort to ensure happy holiday memories for myself and kiddies. In all this is my second attempt to produce a gingerbread house. Many years ago, probably at least 16, I spent a week fashioning one I saw in a magazine. I was quite proud of it and gave the completed house to my mother-in-law on Christmas eve. The next day, we showed up for supper only to find nothing left of the house but the peppermint patty walkway! My brother-in-law's dog had eaten it during the night. I can laugh about it now, but at the time.....

So, decorations are up, some presents purchased, baking started, season well underway. I'm as happy as I get for the time being. Now, if I could just win the lottery!

Cheers!

Milestone of a sort.

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Cheers

In the News

Things like this make me furious:

http://www.nytimes.com/2008/11/05/world/africa/05somalia.html?_r=1&oref=slogin Why are idiots like this allowed to carry on with their lives?

http://www.latimes.com/news/local/la-me-gaymarriage6-2008nov06,0,2331815.story Why do a bunch of fundamentalists have to get involved with others' lives? A family is what you make it, not just a mother and father and 2.5 kids!!!! They are trampling on the rights of others.

Reading the news just ups my blood pressure.

Sheesh

New President

So, the fever is over and Obama is the new leader of the US. That's a relief. Not that I was worried. All indications were that McCain had lost this shortly after picking Palin as a running mate. Seriously, if you don't put more thought than that into choosing the other half of your platform, how much thought are you going to put into running a country?

One thing struck me, though. In interviews at various conventions around the states, Democrats were often hopeful, cheerful and generally concerned for the welfare of their rights and their country. Republicans, on the other hand, were more concerned with the fact that the leader of the other party was black, a Muslim, a terrorist and often shouted things like "hang him" or "socialist" to Democratic demonstrators at their rallies. Sad, really.

But then again, I couldn't really see past Palin's religious fundamentalism to even wonder if they had a sound platform. Of course, she actually is a fundamentalist as opposed to Obama's imagined terrorism activities.

So, I imagine we'll have a couple of weeks of election post-mortem and then perhaps things will be back to normal.

Cheers

Time Flies Even Faster

Wow, it's November already!

My 18 year-old complains on a regular basis that time moves too quickly and she can't quite believe it. Imagine how she'll feel at my age? Not that I'm old. Heck no!

I'm looking forward to Christmas and all that it implies. I love the shopping, the wrapping, the decorating, cutting down and lugging home the tree, baking, visiting, parties, the whole shebang. I particularly enjoy the fact that you can wander around downtown and most people are smiling, talkative, cheerful, and embody that sense of "hustle and bustle" from the classic "Silver Bells". It really is my favorite time of the year.

And, truth be told, it has nothing to do with religion. At least on my part. Sure, people have been "celebrating the birth of Christ" but it's evolved into more than that in this micro world. Religions other than Christian erect trees, decorate their homes and exchange gifts. But it seems to have more to do with appreciating your own family for a change, and hoping for peace and goodwill regardless of religious beliefs.

How often do we take our family members for granted throughout the year? Christmas is my time of the year to think about my family: what gift could I pick for them that they would enjoy? It doesn't have to be expensive, it just has to be thoughtful. I don't think it's all about excess; that is just so much marketing. But, to show your love and appreciation just once, unselfishly, throughout the year is not asking too much. And a wish for peace and goodwill goes with every gift.

Cheers

Some Days You Just Want to Stay in Bed

I spent part of last evening arguing with my husband over paranormal bullshit. He believes in Reiki and a higher consciousness and I believe in paying attention to the here and now and if there's anything else, then prove it to me. I believe in rationality, he feels I need to have my mind opened. Needless to say, it doesn't make for a good night's sleep when you go to bed pissed at the other person in bed.

So, I wake up tired and the alarm hasn't gone off because of a power outage; it's raining (mixed with snow) when I head to work; the office is freezing because we're in a makeshift room with only one small heater; and to top it all off, my sister sends an email basically trying to make me feel like a selfish over-spender for wanting to do a gift exchange among my siblings for Christmas.

Now, I'm a fairly economical person. I don't spend hundreds on designer boots when I can go to Zellers or Payless. I don't spend myself into credit debt over Christmas. The most I've ever done is skipped paying the hydro for that month so as to have a few extra dollars. I give to the food bank, to various community organizations (police, legion, etc.), and assorted other donations throughout the year. In the past, my usual purchases would include some major "toy", some clothes, boots/coat/mitts, and some smaller items and stocking stuffers for my kids as their Christmas gifts. However, my sister seems to feel that we should forgo Christmas in our own homes so that some less fortunate family can have a better Christmas. Not quite seeing the logic in that, myself. No Christmas here, so there can be Christmas there. Right!

Anyway, it irks me to no end to be criticized for my own opinions yet others feel they have the right to spout theirs on a daily basis just because my opinions most often contradict what may be popular opinion at the time. It's enough to make me want to go home and crawl into bed with a good book. Sometimes I think the hermits of the world have it right!

Sheesh!