I am having a hard moment here so I thought I would post random stuff and take my mind off things. Sometimes, actually quite often, something reminds me of Monte and I just....well kind of get overwhelmingly sad. So I distract myself one way or the other. Right now I figure talking with all of you will help. I will let you know how I feel at the end of the post!
Packing. I have been packing. Our suitcase can't be over 44 pounds for heaven's sake. Thats okay for the skinny binny little people like my sister. But if you compare, lets see, a pair of jeans, hers will be a quarter of a pound, and mine are three pounds. My shirts are huge and weigh a ton, hers are tiny and weigh nothing. You get the picture.
And to top it off we have found out that at one part of the trip it will be 0 degrees and at another it will be 25. What the hell???? So now I have to pack two entirely different wardrobes...for three weeks. Sure...I am going to be one dirty specimen by the time I am heading home. Oh, and I have to pack a dressy outfit for supper with the Captain of the river boat. Come on!!!! I remember this was the part of cruising I didn't like.
Okay, lets see, what happened this week. Ummm...oh I saw an old lady's underwear fall down to her ankles. I felt so bad for her. But the younger person with her just helped her pull them up and she continued on. We were in Rexall.
I remember Mom telling me about Gramma. They were in Vancouver. Gramma was getting treatment for cancer. By then she was well into dementia. As they walked down the sidewalk heading to the clinic, Gramma's undies fell right down to her ankles. Mom said that Gramma stopped, looked down, and then gracefully stepped out of them and continued on down the street!!! Mom just left them there sitting in the middle of the sidewalk!
I did a stupid thing today. I needed to express post some documents down to Aryn today. I was at the post office in the back of Rexall. It costs 12 bucks to send express post. So the lady gave me the cardboard envelope with the forms stuck to it to fill out. And the print is tiny! And my eyes do not work together any more. Tiny up close print is almost impossible to read. Once I am looking at something four feet and more away I am fine.
So, with great difficulty I managed to fill out the TO part and then the FROM part. All done I hand it back to the post lady and she informs me that I did it backwards! I put the to in the from and vice versa. Shit!!! I had to pay another 12 bucks for a new one! She told me next time to get her to fill it out for me...its a service they offer to the blind!
Sooo, lets see. Two nights ago Kathy, Iris and I went to one of the most Canadian events one can attend. Mary Walsh from This Hour has 22 Minutes was giving a performance. Kathy got us tickets and away we went. What an amazing evening. She was so damned funny! She started as Marge, coat, hat, purse, the whole shebang! She walked through the audience and up to the stage, talking all the way and cracking us all up...and it was a huge audience.
When she got to the stage she slowly, as she talked, unbuttoned her coat, took it off and she was in a bra and girdle underneath!!! OMG...soooo funny!!!! The theme to her performance was Feminism, Food and all the other F words! And she pinched the inch of overhang fat between the top of the girdle and her bra, made relevant comments about muffin tops then picked up hockey tape and wrapped it around herself...and it worked!
About half way through the evening, I felt something or someone smack my hair. It was really odd because the row of seats behind me weren't that close. After a couple of minutes a lady tapped me on my shoulder and told me that something had come flying from somewhere and landed in my hair! At first I thought a bug so I shook my poof pretty hard. But then another gal reached over and pulled a good sized round ball of oily foam out of my hair!
We were totally flummoxed as to what the hell it was!!! Meanwhile I look over at my sister and she is completely doubled over, killing herself laughing. I know I have a history with my stupid hair. I have had weird things come out of my hair, I think I even blogged about that a couple of years ago...you know....sticks, leaves, earrings, pencils....but this oily foam was a new one.
I put some on my fingers and smelled it. It smelt like industrial lanolin, you know the oil you get from sheep's wool. I can only figure it fell from above in the lighting or something. It covered a reasonable sized piece of my hair...and my hair at that spot was totally oily. And sheep must know something because today that part of my hair is shiny and smooth and really healthy looking!
Well I feel much better...thank you people, and I shall stop rambling now. Take care...love you all...TTYL
Love the Gramma story!
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