A day in my life.
I don’t normally work on Thursdays so I get to do whatever pleases me. Today I signed up with Daring Kitchen, but I won’t get the next recipe until June so I am not under any real pressure with that. However, I am considering making the gnocchi recipe from May because it looks good and I’ve never made it before.
Then I finished packing Ari’s travel bags and realized she’d left her markers behind on her last trip, so I decided to go to the Dufferin Mall and get some new supplies. I showered and then couldn’t figure out what to wear so I took a bunch of self portraits and tried to look like I’ve had botox.

I don’t want botox. I don’t care if my forehead crinkles when I smile. This face was hard to do properly.
Ok, so then I dressed and slopped around on the couch for a while because I didn’t want to leave too early. So I took another picture. Or two.

Some of those books are mine. Yes, I’ve been brushing my hair, but I still haven’t used shampoo since December.
Ok, so I left and managed to forget my phone and had to turn back. Something about this place makes me scattered and I forget at least one important thing on my way out every day. It’s awful and I don’t know why my brain’s doing this to me. So I left again with my umbrella because the sky was pretty dark.

That’s at Landsdowne and Bloor. Believe it or not, it never did rain, not while I was out. D-Mall was great, as usual, got Ari a new dress and shorts that were on sale at H&M, then got 2 colouring books at that big store there, then walked home. I went the extra block around because I’d noticed this crack in the sidewalk last week that made me happy.

Is it weird that a crack in the sidewalk can make me happy?
Then L came over and she taught me the ins and outs of the indoor fishpond and cleaned the (completely revolting) filter. It’s good to know all this stuff, I’d been agonizing over it since we adopted these fish, and the death of Kelly. And one of the new red fish-got sucked into the intake tube-tragically yesterday. Pretty gross, that, I had to unplug the filter and shake her out and she was all stretched and flattened and, well, dead. Since then, the other 2 goldfish have been on a hunger strike. I also topped up the pond with three buckets of water and arranged Elephant Junior’s leaves over the water to provide shade and privacy.
I’d wanted to go to the airport but wound up staying home due to an unexpected bout of gut rot. While I didn’t end up properly throwing up, I did puke in my mouth, which I LOVE. I have no idea what brought this on, maybe some of the disgusting glorp from the filter got in my mouth somehow.
Now I am just waiting for Shannon to come home and take care of me.