Today's my older brother's birthday. And I am planning on calling him to wish him a happy birthday, but I just realized it is only 8 am there (a 9 hour time difference makes calling a bit tricky). The odds are he is up (sleeplessness seems to run in my family), but is it really polite to call someone at 8 am on a Saturday to wish them happy birthday?
Probably not. So I am going to wait a bit. But I plan to have a nap myself, and I might forget later. And if I do, I have proof that I was thinking about him (and this post might remind my little brother that he's forgotten another birthday).
So happy birthday big brother. Hope you have a great day!
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Mimi on the beach
My friend S and I spent part of New Year's Day on the beach in Toronto.
There's just something about a snow covered beach and a snow fence that is quintessentially Canadian.
There's just something about a snow covered beach and a snow fence that is quintessentially Canadian.
Monday, January 7, 2008
Night 4
of jetlagged-induced insomnia. Or maybe it is now just insomnia.
Whatever it is, work later today will not be pretty. My alarm is set to go off in 2 hours. Sigh.
Oh well, perhaps if I am exhausted I will sleep through night 5.
On the plus side, I am catching up on my reading. I've read two novels in the past 30 hours or so.
Whatever it is, work later today will not be pretty. My alarm is set to go off in 2 hours. Sigh.
Oh well, perhaps if I am exhausted I will sleep through night 5.
On the plus side, I am catching up on my reading. I've read two novels in the past 30 hours or so.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Psst
I finally updated the Recent Pics link on this page. Okay, there are only 8 new pictures tonight, but I hope to add more regularly.
I got a snazzy new digital SLR for Christmas and have been playing with it. But the latest pictures posted here were taken with my old camera.
I got a snazzy new digital SLR for Christmas and have been playing with it. But the latest pictures posted here were taken with my old camera.
Rinks
Krakow may have castles, cathedrals, and ruins, but Canada wins hands down in the number of hockey rinks.
People here are amazed when I tell them that most schools in Canada have ice rinks attached to them (every school I attended did, but that may just be an Alberta thing).
Here's the rink at my old junior high school. The day we visited my brother had to help push the mini zamboni over the snow built up around the pleasure skating rink. When I went to school some poor sod cleaned the ice by pushing around a big shovel.
People here are amazed when I tell them that most schools in Canada have ice rinks attached to them (every school I attended did, but that may just be an Alberta thing).
Here's the rink at my old junior high school. The day we visited my brother had to help push the mini zamboni over the snow built up around the pleasure skating rink. When I went to school some poor sod cleaned the ice by pushing around a big shovel.
Saturday, January 5, 2008
Jetlag
It's 4:39 am in Krakow, but my body doesn't seem to know it. This is my second night of jetlag-induced insomnia. You know the kind - you are dead tired and fall asleep quickly, but then just as suddenly are wide awake a few hours later.
And why am I hungry at 4 am? It is not meal time anywhere I've been recently.
So instead of lying awake for hours, writing stuff in my head (which is what I did last night), I figured I should get up and write for real. And have breakfast.
And why am I hungry at 4 am? It is not meal time anywhere I've been recently.
So instead of lying awake for hours, writing stuff in my head (which is what I did last night), I figured I should get up and write for real. And have breakfast.
Friday, December 28, 2007
Ducks 2 Oilers 1
Sometimes I forget how much I love hockey. I guess living in Toronto for so long, where the Leafs rule, can do that to a person.
Going to the Oilers game last night in Edmonton helped me remember. Walking into the Coliseum (which will always be known as Northlands to me) was a thrill, and I acted like a giddy tourist, taking pictures of everything from the Stanley cup banners to the sparkly Oil derrick to the zambonis.
My favourite part was listening to the hockey chatter all around us. Two guys behind me kept up a constant commentary on the game, and a small boy kept asking his dad questions about the game. In front of us a slightly bigger boy quivered with excitement while constantly waving his big blue foam finger around.
It was all excellent. Of course it would have been better if the Oilers hadn't let that goal in with just over 3 minutes left in the third period.
Going to the Oilers game last night in Edmonton helped me remember. Walking into the Coliseum (which will always be known as Northlands to me) was a thrill, and I acted like a giddy tourist, taking pictures of everything from the Stanley cup banners to the sparkly Oil derrick to the zambonis.
My favourite part was listening to the hockey chatter all around us. Two guys behind me kept up a constant commentary on the game, and a small boy kept asking his dad questions about the game. In front of us a slightly bigger boy quivered with excitement while constantly waving his big blue foam finger around.
It was all excellent. Of course it would have been better if the Oilers hadn't let that goal in with just over 3 minutes left in the third period.
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