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Easter Weekend…

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Dan took me to Scouts Valley this morning for a walk with Oliver. It was such a beautiful day, flowers were starting to pop out from between the leaves, the birch trees were pale white and silver perfection, it was warm and sunny, and I didn’t want that walk to end.
I felt badly because I had gotten upset with Dan yesterday evening. I’m having a hard time containing my irritability; I see myself being mean, or jumping to conclusions, or being overly sensitive, I see myself do it – It’s the stopping myself that I’m having a hard time with. Instead of appreciating all of the changes he is making for me, and the accommodations he is making, I’m getting snappy… and I feel bad. It’s a stressful time, and I am lucky Dan is as patient and understanding of me as he is.

This weekend we started our “Oscar’s Best Picture Marathon!” We started right at year one: 1927, with Wings with Clara Bow and Gary Cooper. It was hard to get into at first, not being used to silent films, but by the end I barely noticed that no one was talking! I appreciated the simplicity of it, and the story was touching. Dan wasn’t able to find the next year’s film, so we’ll be watching All Quiet On the Western Front next, which I’m pretty excited about.

I was shocked to find myself actually close to tears in a silent film.

Now with a little less blood…

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I’ve been having weird health concerns, as I stated in my last post. I made my way to a clinic yesterday. The Dr. said my symptoms were a bit of a mystery, but required further ‘investigation.’

So, I had blood taken yesterday, and with my stomach already slightly on puke-alert 24/7, I wasn’t sure I was going to make it. I had about the same amount of blood drawn about a year and a bit ago and I was surprised by how little it hurt or effected me! This time, however, I felt like I had been totally drained, felt like my whole arm deflated. I hearkened back to Twilight.

In two weeks I have an ultrasound and x-ray. I’ve had more blood taken, and ultra sounds than a pregnant woman lately! OK, maybe that’s an exaggeration, but I feel like the last two years have brought about quite a few medical mysteries.

The worst part about this whole thing is I have to start eliminating things from my diet. First to go is beer and Advil. I know for myself that I need to cut back on certain foods… I actually am not sure what I can eat that won’t make me sick. I hope they find out something soon and I can go back to my normal mode of living – beers on Saturday, McDonald’s on Friday, coffee in the morning. I feel slightly like a 45 year old with high cholesterol. I’m 26, I’m too young for this!

I will be happy when I no longer have searing stomach pain, and heart-attack-like chest pain… not to mention the vomiting! I suppose my health is worth the beer sacrifice…

Really Good Weekend…

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I finally took some pictures of my 3 month old Fish Tank. I just put a Chinese Algae Eater in, which you can kind of see in the corner. My guppy babies are finally starting to get some colour, which I’m excited about. They have black and yellow spotted tails!

I had one of the best weekends this weekend. Dan (who is still here) and I went out with my mom on Saturday, then to my parents for dinner, where we scouted out potential houses in the newspaper. Last night we stayed up and worked on thumbnails for banners, and re-decorated his guppy tank. This morning, we wandered downtown Orillia, then headed back here, where I actually managed to get some sewing done, and Dan worked on a business card layout for me! It is so handy having a mechanic who knows graphic design for a boyfriend!

While in Orillia, I picked up this heart print jersey. I remembered to grab the pedal for my mom’s amazing Pfaff and whipped up these; gathered-derriere panties.

The thing I love most about this sewing machine, besides the amazing stretch-stitches it does, is the embroidery stitches! Now I REALLY don’t want to go to work… I’ve got new stitches to try out!

Alone again.

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Dan left this afternoon, just after 3 pm. It’s been harder than I anticipated. I’m finding myself randomly bursting into tears while turning on the sconce light that Dan fixed, or walking the dog and coming into an empty apartment, cooking dinner and having a pot full of left overs and no one to say “This is really good, thanks honey,” in between mouth fulls. He missed a good dinner tonight, fresh marinara sauce.

I couldn’t quite put my finger on why it is so hard. We spent a year only seeing each other on weekends, and we were okay. I just want this so bad, and now that I’ve had a taste, it’s really hard to go back. The worst part, though, is just being alone. Far from my family, far from Dan, far from so many things I love.

I should try to sew, but everything just feels so much more difficult. I finished a pair of ruffled panties, and started a matching soft-bra. I need to finish a cup and just assemble it… instead I think I will soak in a bath and snuggle down with Oliver and Great Expectations for the night.

I don’t want to get into an empty bed.

Four More Days

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Yesterday was Dan’s (actual) Birthday. Since I have no money, it was pretty relaxed. We made dinner together, had cupcakes from Flour Bakery, and spent the rest of the evening watching movies, and relaxing. It was nice, I hope he enjoyed it as much as I did.

I haven’t touched my sewing machine since Sunday. Monday, I drafted a new pantie pattern for some beige tricot I picked up. Tuesday, Dan and I discussed our One Year Plan and made some pretty big decisions that involve a move for one of us. I’ve come to the conclusion that I need to stop talking about the life that I want, and just start living it. I think we all have visions of how things could be ideally, but we keep putting the steps to getting there off until tomorrow. I’m getting old, Dan is getting older, I don’t want to wait anymore. I’m very impatient.

It’s almost time for Dan to leave. I’m feeling really unsettled about this. We became comfortable way too quickly here, and I don’t handle change well. We have a plan, but it’s scary and involves a lot of change. I am excited about it but scared parts of our plan won’t work out. What if one of us can’t find work? What if…? What if…?

Lazy Sundays

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Dan is hungover. I feel good, but sleepy from only 4 hours sleep. 364 more days until birthday party #34.