sunny, mild, temps 20
Gorgeous late summer day...slightly cool, but warming up as the day goes on. A day for a light sweater.
First, the Michael news...a bit mixed. The tear in the eye hasn't healed and the doc doesn't know if it will. He says the danger is infection. Indeed, Michael might have had that tear for a while, but the problem came when he developed conjunctivitis. In a normal eye it's an irritation, and not very attractive, but not serious. But if the eye has a wound, the infection gets inside.
So now Michael will have to, probably for the rest of his life, be very careful to guard against infections...so no more swimming underwater, lots and lots of handwashing (probably a good idea anyway!) and he's not allowed into anymore peep shows. Ha!
Not really the news we were hoping for, but it's not the worst. We're going back Thursday morning so the doc can take another look. Worst case scenario he losed the sight in that eye, but still has another one. Again, wouldn't be our first choice, but it seems we might not actually have a choice. And God knows, people get worse news everyday - they'd trade with us in an instant.
It's been a busy day!!!
Went for breakfast to Nicks - a real local joint. Sat in a booth. I had porridge and Michael had bacon and eggs.
Then I hopped a cab to CBC for my interview on the Quick Reads novella I'm writing for litercy. Saw our friend Susan there...she's coming down to spend the long labour day weekend in the cottage.
Then home...hopiong Michael had sorted Hydro Quebec, but after spending loads of time on hold he finaly got through only to be told his wife (the Litte Woman) was the one who needed to call, since the account was in my name. This heartened Michael since it also meant the bad credit rating would also be mine! Fortunately for both of us I have long been a financial liability so this won't change our relationship.
So, it was my turn to call Hydro...happily they picked up almost at once and after listening to my sad, sad tale about not getting the bills - and choosing not to comment on said sad tale - they explained told me how much we owed, we had to pay it at the bank, then call back with the confirmation number.
Ugh.
Off we went again to the bank and another wait. Paid the bills, phoned back Hydro (i now know the number better than my own, as well as all the recorded messages about weather -proofing for winter). We got it all sorted out - and once again (since this was a fresh audience) I tried out the "I never got the bills" routine. But this time to better effect. The person actually looked it up and asked... What is this Main Street address?
It's an office I rented until last year, then gave up the least. Why?
Well, we've been sending your bills there.
I figured it was useless to get upset at this poor person who clearly wasn't at fault, but why Hydro would out of the blue decide to change the address of where they billed us to an address we'd recently vacated is another of life's great mysteries. Hydro Quebec is one of the wonders of the world. People stare at it slack-jawed. In awe. How is such a thing possible???
But now power will be restored in the next day... we hope. But this is the mighty Hydro Quebec, after all, so we might be in for even more wonderment.
Then had a bookclub to speak to this afternoon...and now home quietly. having dinner tonight with Hope and Charlie - and really looking forward to it. Cab comes at 6:30am for the airport and NYC.
What a life! And I know, with care, Michael's eye will be just fine. We simply need to keep it away from the good burghers at Hydro!
Monday, 31 August 2009
Sunday, 30 August 2009
Golf
overcast and cool, temps 17
A few degrees below seasonable. But not bad...sweater weather. Michael and I are back in Montreal - busy day tomorrow. Right now we're lying on the bed and watching the golf...very exciting. I'm rooting for Ernie Els.
Started to write the novella today. Did 500 words. Quite a challenge. This is meant for adults who read at about a grade 4 level - but who, of course, think in complex terms. So while the story and themes need to be full and rich and layered, the words must be quite simple. So far I'm struggling a bit to get a handle on it...but I'm satisfied with the first 500 words.
Off to CBC Radio for an interview on this novella project. It's sponsored by ABC Canada - which is a national literacy organization. The books will not only, we hope, appeal to emerging readers but also help raise money for literacy. The books are called Quick Reads, and the campaign was VERY successful in the UK.
After that I have a 1pm book club and Michael has his doctor's appointment to - we hope and presume - get good news about his eye. Then off for dinner at a restaurant in Outremont, which is a 'quartier' of Montreal...like Greewich Village is to NYC. The restaurant is called Lemeac is a very French bistro. Outremont is where, in the books, Armand and Reine-Marie live. It's very Quebecois, filled with intellectuals and artists, professors etc. A really lovely, interesting place with great restuarants and boutiques. And bookstores. We're having dinner with my New York editor, Hope Dellon and her husband. Hope and Charlie are then going on to Hovey Manor for a couple of nights then Quebec City. I envy them this trip!!!
I'm off to New York for two days, leaving Tuesday. Will leave Michael to have quiet time to himself, to write and just lounge.
We also need - tomorrow - to get the power back on in the guest cottage! It's a good thing that after 20 years at CBC and 5 years in publishing I have almost no shame left.
Will report back when I can - in the meantime, hope you're thriving.
A few degrees below seasonable. But not bad...sweater weather. Michael and I are back in Montreal - busy day tomorrow. Right now we're lying on the bed and watching the golf...very exciting. I'm rooting for Ernie Els.
Started to write the novella today. Did 500 words. Quite a challenge. This is meant for adults who read at about a grade 4 level - but who, of course, think in complex terms. So while the story and themes need to be full and rich and layered, the words must be quite simple. So far I'm struggling a bit to get a handle on it...but I'm satisfied with the first 500 words.
Off to CBC Radio for an interview on this novella project. It's sponsored by ABC Canada - which is a national literacy organization. The books will not only, we hope, appeal to emerging readers but also help raise money for literacy. The books are called Quick Reads, and the campaign was VERY successful in the UK.
After that I have a 1pm book club and Michael has his doctor's appointment to - we hope and presume - get good news about his eye. Then off for dinner at a restaurant in Outremont, which is a 'quartier' of Montreal...like Greewich Village is to NYC. The restaurant is called Lemeac is a very French bistro. Outremont is where, in the books, Armand and Reine-Marie live. It's very Quebecois, filled with intellectuals and artists, professors etc. A really lovely, interesting place with great restuarants and boutiques. And bookstores. We're having dinner with my New York editor, Hope Dellon and her husband. Hope and Charlie are then going on to Hovey Manor for a couple of nights then Quebec City. I envy them this trip!!!
I'm off to New York for two days, leaving Tuesday. Will leave Michael to have quiet time to himself, to write and just lounge.
We also need - tomorrow - to get the power back on in the guest cottage! It's a good thing that after 20 years at CBC and 5 years in publishing I have almost no shame left.
Will report back when I can - in the meantime, hope you're thriving.
Saturday, 29 August 2009
Things fall apart...
rain, wind, cool temps 12
Wow, what a change. I wonder if this is a bit of that Hurricane striking us. Can't imagine it is, we're quite far away. Had to get up in the night and close windows, it was so windy and cold.
Michael's just downstairs lighting the fire. Great day to make a cafe au lait and snuggle in.
His eye is still a little puffy but I keep thinking it's better...hard to say how much of that is real or wishful thinking. But it makes me feel better until we get to the doctor Monday.
I'm blogging today over at a great site called The Lipstick Chronicles... the amazing Elaine Viets invited me...but the site has six writers, all taking turns blogging. Intelligent, irreverent, thoughtful...very funny. You'll love The Lipstick Chronicles.
Did four loads of laundry...two our own clothes, and two sheets and towels from the guest cottage. Had a call last night from the alarm people to say the alarm there hasn't been working in 24 hours. We rushed over with our flashlights only to discover the power was totally off!
The electrician arrived first thing this morning - thanks to the fabulous Gary, who gets called everytime something goes wrong (the dog vomits, a cap is stuck, the house is on fire...) - and discovered the problem. We hadn't paid the bill!!!
We were shocked. We pay every bill as soon as it comes in, and keep extremely good records. So we whizzed back home to look up and sure enough, we hadn't paid a hydro bill since the beginning of the year. More over, we hadn't received a bill. For the cottage or the main house...and we sure didn't get the warnings.
Nothing.
Of course, we should have realized no hydro bills were coming, but frankly we just pay the bills that come in, file them, and move on. And our lives are fairly scattered and hectic. But now it's the weekend and we can't raise anyone at Hydro to try to figure out what's gone wrong.
I suspect when they hear our excuse, 'We didn't get any bills or warnings' there'll be a whole lot of rolling of eyes! I sure would if i was them - they must hear that ALL the time. Still, in this case it happens to be true.
What a time! Between Michael's eye and Hydro is feels like life has just taken a sharp turn into a swamp. But - it sure could be worse. For some odd reason they didn't turn the power off to the main house, so we have everything we need. And this can all be sorted out. I'm sure Hydro wants to get their money and get to the bottom of it fast too!
It will all work out. I love the physicians motto - do no harm. I keep reminding myself, when things feel like they're falling apart, just don't make it worse. Deep breath, be calm and considerate, and a solution will be found.
If not, I can always go ballistic later. Nice to have a plan B!
Wow, what a change. I wonder if this is a bit of that Hurricane striking us. Can't imagine it is, we're quite far away. Had to get up in the night and close windows, it was so windy and cold.
Michael's just downstairs lighting the fire. Great day to make a cafe au lait and snuggle in.
His eye is still a little puffy but I keep thinking it's better...hard to say how much of that is real or wishful thinking. But it makes me feel better until we get to the doctor Monday.
I'm blogging today over at a great site called The Lipstick Chronicles... the amazing Elaine Viets invited me...but the site has six writers, all taking turns blogging. Intelligent, irreverent, thoughtful...very funny. You'll love The Lipstick Chronicles.
Did four loads of laundry...two our own clothes, and two sheets and towels from the guest cottage. Had a call last night from the alarm people to say the alarm there hasn't been working in 24 hours. We rushed over with our flashlights only to discover the power was totally off!
The electrician arrived first thing this morning - thanks to the fabulous Gary, who gets called everytime something goes wrong (the dog vomits, a cap is stuck, the house is on fire...) - and discovered the problem. We hadn't paid the bill!!!
We were shocked. We pay every bill as soon as it comes in, and keep extremely good records. So we whizzed back home to look up and sure enough, we hadn't paid a hydro bill since the beginning of the year. More over, we hadn't received a bill. For the cottage or the main house...and we sure didn't get the warnings.
Nothing.
Of course, we should have realized no hydro bills were coming, but frankly we just pay the bills that come in, file them, and move on. And our lives are fairly scattered and hectic. But now it's the weekend and we can't raise anyone at Hydro to try to figure out what's gone wrong.
I suspect when they hear our excuse, 'We didn't get any bills or warnings' there'll be a whole lot of rolling of eyes! I sure would if i was them - they must hear that ALL the time. Still, in this case it happens to be true.
What a time! Between Michael's eye and Hydro is feels like life has just taken a sharp turn into a swamp. But - it sure could be worse. For some odd reason they didn't turn the power off to the main house, so we have everything we need. And this can all be sorted out. I'm sure Hydro wants to get their money and get to the bottom of it fast too!
It will all work out. I love the physicians motto - do no harm. I keep reminding myself, when things feel like they're falling apart, just don't make it worse. Deep breath, be calm and considerate, and a solution will be found.
If not, I can always go ballistic later. Nice to have a plan B!
Friday, 28 August 2009
The Evil Eye
mainly sunny, mild, temps 20
Came in to Montreal yesterday - quite a stressful drive. We were worried about Michael's conjunctivitis (pink eye) - especially since he has glaucoma and his eyes are quite fragile. So we called first thing in the morning and his eye doctor agreed to see him - but said he had to leave at 11:30 for hospital rounds.
We hopped in the car and raced into town...at least, our hearts were racing, the car, not so much. We ran into traffic, of course - and construction. It felt like a cheap thriller...watching the minutes tick down..no pyro-technics, no car chases, no mad-dash...indeed, nothing happening at all. Just sitting in traffic...worrying. Michael called every 15 minutes with an update. Finally got to the Champlain Bridge with 10 minutes to go...we might just make it! And boom - construction. Bumper-to-bumper traffic over the bridge. aieehhh.
We got over and through it. three minutes to go. along rue Notre Dame, up Guy - a truck had become stuck under an over-pass! Honestly! Some days. We finally got to the medical buidling, I let Michael off...we were just past 11:30. He ran to the elevators (which, thank God, were actually working) while I looked for parking.
The wonderful receptionist at Dr. Cohen's office had made sure the Doctor was still there!
Thank God, because it wasn't conjunctivitis but his eye was actually leaking! We'd never heard of it before...but it seems there was a tear in it. Could he have been running with sissors again? Doc C. said if he'd left it many more hours he'd have lost the eye. Phew!!! So now he's on a bunch of drops - one of which constricts and closes the tear.
Can't believe how lucky we were! Frankly, had we not already been coming in to Montreal we might have waited until Monday - and that would have been a disaster. And Doc. C might have had to leave the office, or been on holiday...
But it has all worked out. Going in again Monday at 1pm for a check-up. How fortunate we are in our system that allows such easy and fast access to specialists. We pay for it, of course, with our taxes...but days like yesterday (and others) make it clear every penny is worth it. I'm sure there are wastes, and loads of problems...we've all experienced those too - but not system run by people will be perfect, or even close. But Michael and I are deeply grateful it worked for us so well.
Had sushi again for dinner last night. Oh, wanted to mention the night before, back in Sutton, I watched a very old movie (1937) and loved it...quite dated, of course...fairly mannered and stilted and not the most glorious writing - but it sure was fun. It was Topper...with Cary Grant and Roland Young. The original black and white version, not the controversial colorized one. We also have Topper Returns (original too) to watch.
I'd rented Witches of Eastwick from our local Montreal video store...we sat on the bed with our sushi and watched. To be honest, I didn't enjoy it. I remember loving it when it first came out, but this time I found Jack Nicholson's character utterly appalling. In fact, so disgusting it was hard to watch. Hard to believe three smart, strong women characters played by Cher, Michelle Pfieffer and Susan Sarandon could be attracted to him at all - even if charmed.
We're just waiting for a piece of furniture to arrive then it's back to Sutton for the weekend. Having breakfast tomorrow morning with Joan.
I'll let you know about Michael's eye...thankfully he's used to putting drops in and very disciplined about it. Between us we'll remember the timetable. His eye already looks a lot less puffy.
We're so lucky.
Hope you're well. And a huge hug and kiss to Carol and David in London!!!
Came in to Montreal yesterday - quite a stressful drive. We were worried about Michael's conjunctivitis (pink eye) - especially since he has glaucoma and his eyes are quite fragile. So we called first thing in the morning and his eye doctor agreed to see him - but said he had to leave at 11:30 for hospital rounds.
We hopped in the car and raced into town...at least, our hearts were racing, the car, not so much. We ran into traffic, of course - and construction. It felt like a cheap thriller...watching the minutes tick down..no pyro-technics, no car chases, no mad-dash...indeed, nothing happening at all. Just sitting in traffic...worrying. Michael called every 15 minutes with an update. Finally got to the Champlain Bridge with 10 minutes to go...we might just make it! And boom - construction. Bumper-to-bumper traffic over the bridge. aieehhh.
We got over and through it. three minutes to go. along rue Notre Dame, up Guy - a truck had become stuck under an over-pass! Honestly! Some days. We finally got to the medical buidling, I let Michael off...we were just past 11:30. He ran to the elevators (which, thank God, were actually working) while I looked for parking.
The wonderful receptionist at Dr. Cohen's office had made sure the Doctor was still there!
Thank God, because it wasn't conjunctivitis but his eye was actually leaking! We'd never heard of it before...but it seems there was a tear in it. Could he have been running with sissors again? Doc C. said if he'd left it many more hours he'd have lost the eye. Phew!!! So now he's on a bunch of drops - one of which constricts and closes the tear.
Can't believe how lucky we were! Frankly, had we not already been coming in to Montreal we might have waited until Monday - and that would have been a disaster. And Doc. C might have had to leave the office, or been on holiday...
But it has all worked out. Going in again Monday at 1pm for a check-up. How fortunate we are in our system that allows such easy and fast access to specialists. We pay for it, of course, with our taxes...but days like yesterday (and others) make it clear every penny is worth it. I'm sure there are wastes, and loads of problems...we've all experienced those too - but not system run by people will be perfect, or even close. But Michael and I are deeply grateful it worked for us so well.
Had sushi again for dinner last night. Oh, wanted to mention the night before, back in Sutton, I watched a very old movie (1937) and loved it...quite dated, of course...fairly mannered and stilted and not the most glorious writing - but it sure was fun. It was Topper...with Cary Grant and Roland Young. The original black and white version, not the controversial colorized one. We also have Topper Returns (original too) to watch.
I'd rented Witches of Eastwick from our local Montreal video store...we sat on the bed with our sushi and watched. To be honest, I didn't enjoy it. I remember loving it when it first came out, but this time I found Jack Nicholson's character utterly appalling. In fact, so disgusting it was hard to watch. Hard to believe three smart, strong women characters played by Cher, Michelle Pfieffer and Susan Sarandon could be attracted to him at all - even if charmed.
We're just waiting for a piece of furniture to arrive then it's back to Sutton for the weekend. Having breakfast tomorrow morning with Joan.
I'll let you know about Michael's eye...thankfully he's used to putting drops in and very disciplined about it. Between us we'll remember the timetable. His eye already looks a lot less puffy.
We're so lucky.
Hope you're well. And a huge hug and kiss to Carol and David in London!!!
Wednesday, 26 August 2009
Wascally Wabbit
started out cool with showers, now beautiful and sunny
Unexpectedly gorgeous day...supposed to teem rain, and didn't.
Michael and I went off to Cowansville for breakfast, dropping the Volvo off first at Denis' garage to look at the warning light. Seems it's something to do with the speed indicator. Not serious, I gather. He turned off the light, but if it comes on again I'll go into Montreal to the dealership.
Did some chores around Cowansville, then back home to be interviewed at noon by Stephen Clare, who has a radio show in Nova Scotia and writes for the Sunday Halifax Chronicle Herald...great paper. had a great time - yakked away for almost an hour and forgot I was being interviewed. The sign of a great interviewer, though always slightly dangerous - but it wasn't live. Indeed, I understand it'll be published and go to air just before THE BRUTAL TELLING comes out in Canada Sept 28th.
Am re-reading the book now, so I'm familiar with it, and don't have my head in book 6 (the one I just finished). have to say, I'm really enjoying the brutal telling - but reading it on the uncorrected advance readers copy is hiliarious at times. Because it's uncorrected there are some HUGE typos and gaffs...including a couple of words I think the type-setter just made-up. So - if you got the ARC - please know the final book won't have the errors. Unless...
Off to Montreal tomorrow...piece of funiture arriving in the new apartment - and Michael seems to have developed a case of pink-eye. He looks adorable...somewhere between a bunny and a very sentimental, teary, man.
Barbeque on - having confit du canard and corn on the cob. We're up to "c" in our cookbook.
Will try to blog tomorrow from Montreal. Be well.
Unexpectedly gorgeous day...supposed to teem rain, and didn't.
Michael and I went off to Cowansville for breakfast, dropping the Volvo off first at Denis' garage to look at the warning light. Seems it's something to do with the speed indicator. Not serious, I gather. He turned off the light, but if it comes on again I'll go into Montreal to the dealership.
Did some chores around Cowansville, then back home to be interviewed at noon by Stephen Clare, who has a radio show in Nova Scotia and writes for the Sunday Halifax Chronicle Herald...great paper. had a great time - yakked away for almost an hour and forgot I was being interviewed. The sign of a great interviewer, though always slightly dangerous - but it wasn't live. Indeed, I understand it'll be published and go to air just before THE BRUTAL TELLING comes out in Canada Sept 28th.
Am re-reading the book now, so I'm familiar with it, and don't have my head in book 6 (the one I just finished). have to say, I'm really enjoying the brutal telling - but reading it on the uncorrected advance readers copy is hiliarious at times. Because it's uncorrected there are some HUGE typos and gaffs...including a couple of words I think the type-setter just made-up. So - if you got the ARC - please know the final book won't have the errors. Unless...
Off to Montreal tomorrow...piece of funiture arriving in the new apartment - and Michael seems to have developed a case of pink-eye. He looks adorable...somewhere between a bunny and a very sentimental, teary, man.
Barbeque on - having confit du canard and corn on the cob. We're up to "c" in our cookbook.
Will try to blog tomorrow from Montreal. Be well.
Tuesday, 25 August 2009
maybe it's a moose? A wombat? A trout?
mainly sunny, cooler, temps 20
Nice sleeping weather.
the Mounts left the guest cottage - so sad to see them go! Wrote the September newsletter this morning as well as a guest blog spot for the wonderful Elaine Viets over at The Lipstick Chronicles. She's such a terrific person - and fabulous writer.
Then Michael and I hopped in the car and headed into the village for lunch (chicken wraps) and off to the local construction company to choose a new siding for the cottage. Thank God we thought to call Kirk, who was cutting his lawn on his tractor - to ask which colour he'd recommend...and thank God we ran into Gary in the shop too...he told us which siding to select and how much we needed, since he'll be doing the job. God knows what a balls-up we could have made of it on our own.
Before they left the Mounts found some animal with a den close to the home, and photographed it. But none of us can figure out what it might be. They thought maybe a Marten, but looking at photos of Martens I'm not sure. It looked more like a Fisher. But they're quite rare, so I'm not convinced of that either.
Perhaps it was a stuffed toy they put out, photographed, and now have us chasing around trying to ID it!
Did the last CBC Radio interview this morning for Canada Reads, though just heard CBC Arts would like to do an interview regarding the Quick REads book for literacy I'll be writing. And have an interview tomorrow at noon with the Halifax newspaper.
Have to take the car in tomorrow morning...some warning light has appeared. Apparently it's not serious until the countdown begins. 10-9-8-...
Speak tomorrow - hope you're well.
Nice sleeping weather.
the Mounts left the guest cottage - so sad to see them go! Wrote the September newsletter this morning as well as a guest blog spot for the wonderful Elaine Viets over at The Lipstick Chronicles. She's such a terrific person - and fabulous writer.
Then Michael and I hopped in the car and headed into the village for lunch (chicken wraps) and off to the local construction company to choose a new siding for the cottage. Thank God we thought to call Kirk, who was cutting his lawn on his tractor - to ask which colour he'd recommend...and thank God we ran into Gary in the shop too...he told us which siding to select and how much we needed, since he'll be doing the job. God knows what a balls-up we could have made of it on our own.
Before they left the Mounts found some animal with a den close to the home, and photographed it. But none of us can figure out what it might be. They thought maybe a Marten, but looking at photos of Martens I'm not sure. It looked more like a Fisher. But they're quite rare, so I'm not convinced of that either.
Perhaps it was a stuffed toy they put out, photographed, and now have us chasing around trying to ID it!
Did the last CBC Radio interview this morning for Canada Reads, though just heard CBC Arts would like to do an interview regarding the Quick REads book for literacy I'll be writing. And have an interview tomorrow at noon with the Halifax newspaper.
Have to take the car in tomorrow morning...some warning light has appeared. Apparently it's not serious until the countdown begins. 10-9-8-...
Speak tomorrow - hope you're well.
Monday, 24 August 2009
Grounded
overcast, slight showers, cooler, temps 22
Nicer day than it seems - spent much of it on the porch, editing. Then exercised. My goal, imperfectly achieved, is to be like the ancient Greeks who felt it was important to have three elements in their lives - body, mind and spirit. The mind and spirit are, for the most part, achieved most days - but the body might not be anything the ancient Greeks would recognize. So, it feels great when I also exercise. I actually do feel more in balance with myself.
Spent the last few minutes trying or organize, or re-organize, things with JetBlue. I'm heading to Phoenix for an event at Poisoned Pen on November 5th, then a couple of library events on the 6th, and flying out Saturday, Nov. 7th. Except now they say that flight is cancelled. So I've had to re-book for Friday, which means missing the library events.
Frustrating! The absolutely wonderful Carolyn Hart has made space for me at her Poisoned Pen events...how generous is that! I'm a huge fan of her too, so it's doubly exciting for me...plus I adore Barbara Peters, who runs and owns Poisoned Pen bookstore and publishers.
Anyway, this can't be helped. Just a bit disappointing.
Have also tried to book a hair appointment with Olivier in Montreal for this coming Monday, before flying to NYC Tuesday - but Olivier doesn't work Mondays!! Now there's an emergency. Oh well - I suspect New York has seen worse hair. Actually, it isn't bad, but I always feel more confident with a 'touch-up'. But rather have no hair cut than one with someone I don't know.
Michael and I are off for dinner to the guest cottage with Bal, Linda and Bethany. They're leaving tomorrow, so it's an 'au revoir' dinner. But we'll see them again soon, I know.
Have a phone interview tomorrow morning with CBC Radio - my last weekly one for their Canada REads series, since August is almost over. Can you believe it. Also want to write the September newsletter tomorow.
Thank you for everyone who wrote in with kind words for Michael in yesterday's blog. he LOVED reading and responding to them.
Speak tomorrow.
Nicer day than it seems - spent much of it on the porch, editing. Then exercised. My goal, imperfectly achieved, is to be like the ancient Greeks who felt it was important to have three elements in their lives - body, mind and spirit. The mind and spirit are, for the most part, achieved most days - but the body might not be anything the ancient Greeks would recognize. So, it feels great when I also exercise. I actually do feel more in balance with myself.
Spent the last few minutes trying or organize, or re-organize, things with JetBlue. I'm heading to Phoenix for an event at Poisoned Pen on November 5th, then a couple of library events on the 6th, and flying out Saturday, Nov. 7th. Except now they say that flight is cancelled. So I've had to re-book for Friday, which means missing the library events.
Frustrating! The absolutely wonderful Carolyn Hart has made space for me at her Poisoned Pen events...how generous is that! I'm a huge fan of her too, so it's doubly exciting for me...plus I adore Barbara Peters, who runs and owns Poisoned Pen bookstore and publishers.
Anyway, this can't be helped. Just a bit disappointing.
Have also tried to book a hair appointment with Olivier in Montreal for this coming Monday, before flying to NYC Tuesday - but Olivier doesn't work Mondays!! Now there's an emergency. Oh well - I suspect New York has seen worse hair. Actually, it isn't bad, but I always feel more confident with a 'touch-up'. But rather have no hair cut than one with someone I don't know.
Michael and I are off for dinner to the guest cottage with Bal, Linda and Bethany. They're leaving tomorrow, so it's an 'au revoir' dinner. But we'll see them again soon, I know.
Have a phone interview tomorrow morning with CBC Radio - my last weekly one for their Canada REads series, since August is almost over. Can you believe it. Also want to write the September newsletter tomorow.
Thank you for everyone who wrote in with kind words for Michael in yesterday's blog. he LOVED reading and responding to them.
Speak tomorrow.
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