I'm up at 0700. The day is sunny and warmer and will go above zero, so melting will begin.
BG: 6.2 Weight: 207.4 BP: 116/72 Pulse: 65
It's becoming obvious I've been worried about my health lately. I hope the doctor visit will reduce that worry. It is totally unlike me, but the colds and various symptoms coming and going have had me wondering. I like certainty and hate surprises.
I am going to Bentley and the ski lodge to meet Jean and family, then spend the night there. I'll only get a few hours on the hill, but that is all I need right now. Maybe it will get me back to being more myself.
I drove to Medicine Lodge, bought an afternoon ticket, and met up with Jean, Kenzie, and Nathan. At first, I was a bit shaky, as there are few easy runs and what there are are too short to warm up much, and I usually like to take a few long cruising runs to get back in form, but the slopes here are all on the expert end of the spectrum. However, soon was bashing down the steeps with Kenzie. Jean was skiing with Nathan on the gentler slopes. The snow, all natural, was fantastic and there was still powder here and there. Around three-thirty, I decided I had enough and drove to Birch Bay.
We had a late supper, hamburgers, and everyone called it a day not long after.
Whoever controls the image and
information of the past determines what and how future generations
I'm up at 0530. 0630 in the new time. Everyone else is asleep. I'll be driving home today.
I had breakfast, we went for a walk, then I drove home. Along the way, I stopped in Sylvan and bought a few things at Dollarama and Walmart, and bought some gas. From there, I drove to Princess Auto and found a few items I need for Baja Magic.
On the way home from there, I called Fen and talked to Maddie. I was at Pine Lake when Fen called and said she was going to a movie in Olds and would I like to meet here there. The film is Bombshell, about Hedy Lamarr, a famous movie start.
As it happens, Lamarr, with a partner, invented and patented the frequency hopping concept, or spread spectrum, an essential part of current communications protocols. The information was not put into use until the 1950s and she never received a cent, however was honored much later for the accomplishment.
From there, we went to the Mill for supper. I stayed a while, then drove home.
I went to bed at ten but did not fall asleep, so watched more Babylon Berlin and went to sleep again a bit after midnight.
War against a foreign country only
happens when the moneyed classes think they are going to profit from
I'm up at 0730. Daylight is increasing quickly now. This morning is is foggy so far.
I see the doctor this afternoon. I made an appointment as agreed with the locum last visit, but he is gone and I have a new one this time. This merry-go-round of doctors has been a big problem locally. The idea that we should all have GP who knows us and our needs is just so much hokum. Each visit, the doctor spends the visit reading the notes and oftentimes, I know more about my health than the doctor.
I have bookkeeping to do also and if the day warms I'll start the tractor and try to clear space enough to put the van on ramps and tighten the ground wire. Starting has been a sometimes thing, with my having to open the hood and jump the ground more than a few times lately.
I drove to town and saw the doctor. He froze a few spots of actinic keratosis on my head, checked my prostate and renewed my prescriptions. I had forgotten my wallet, so did not go downtown, but did drop into the lab for a urine sample before driving home.
It had warmed to zero when I arrived home, so I started the tractor and managed to move back and forth a bit, but the snow is too deep for that little machine -- at least until I put a lot of weight on the rear tires. As it is, it just spins, and even with weight, I wonder. It will take a lot to counterbalance the weight of the loader.
I invited friends for supper tomorrow and that is always a good excuse to clean house, so I began vacuuming before six and was one third done by nine. It has been a while since I did that job and I can definitely tell where I have been and where not.
I'm quitting at nine and planning to watch some video.
Politics is the choice between the lesser
of two evils.
I'm up at seven and seem to be recovered now.
Weight 208.4. BG 5.8 BP 118/68 Pulse:66
Walking downstairs, I noticed my knees are slightly sore, due, I am sure, to the skiing Saturday. The hill was steep and the snow was chopped powder, so the first few runs were a bit challenging until I got warmed up and back in the groove.
I made a big start last evening in my cleanup and I intend to continue the project. I will make supper in the late afternoon. There are a few other projects needing attention, too. I have a presentation to prepare for the Calgary Beekeepers Association meeting tomorrow night.
I set up my main dish for supper this morning and put it in the fridge, did laundry, and continued vacuuming, albeit with less enthusiasm than yesterday. I also had some correspondence to do periodically.
It's after lunch now, and I am now tired.
I laid down on the sofa for a few minutes and woke up an hour later, still tired. Two cups of coffee seem to be helping me come to.
Once again, I'm finding some dinner invitees are unable to come. Could it be this dinner idea has run its course?
Next, shovel ashes and finish vacuuming. I know I won't finish today, but can come close. Then the supper goes into the oven at four. It's a beautiful, sunny day, and two degrees out -- balmy --and I really should be out skiing or kiting or something, but have commitments today and tomorrow that will keep me busy mostly indoors.
Supper went into the oven at four and I cleaned house until five-thirty. Friends came at six. There were five of us until Bert showed up around eight. We visited until ten.
Fatsecret wanted me to weigh in and I did. I have not been on a diet at all and in Mexico, was eating a lot of tostados which are basically corn flour and oil -- hardly diet food, but I did weigh in. I used the 207.4 weight of the two lowest days this week. Today was up a little and I suspect tomorrow will be up, too, the big supper and Ice cream, being responsible.
Nonetheless, I have lost more weight, but not a lot. Seems I am holding pretty steady at a weight that is comfortable and my BG and BP are acceptable. What's to complain about?
I think I'd like to lose more, but am not much motivated. Ideally, according to charts, I should weigh 160-180 but I never have been one to believe the current wisdom, and have lived long enough to see the axioms of the day be debunked and replaced by new ones which are again debunked.
My thoughts? We just don't know and there is no one rule that fits all people in all circumstances.
I booked my shuttle for the next Mexico trip next month tonight, so now the trip is set.
Tomorrow, I have to create a one-hour presentation for the Calgary beekeepers, drive to Calgary, and attend the meeting.
Carolyn had become ill during supper and went home early. We emailed to make sure she was okay after. Last I heard, she was still nauseous.
I went to bed late, sometime after midnight.
Serious sport has nothing to do with fair
play. It is bound up with hatred, jealousy, boastfulness, disregard
of all rules and sadistic pleasure in witnessing violence. In other
words, it is war minus the shooting.
I'm up at 0825, feeling a bit groggy, but otherwise fine.
The day is foggy and I'm glad I don't commute to Calgary as some out here do. It's an hour's drive in the best of conditions, but in fog, it takes longer and can be very dangerous.
I do have to go to Calgary later, though to meet Liz for supper and to speak at a meeting. My day's work is to prepare the presentation. The subject is Spring Management.
I had planned to sort magazines and take a pile of old bee mags to give away and to stop to have a passport photo taken along the way, but by the time I had finished my presentation and realised it was time to go, there was no time for the magazines. I drove to Airdrie, gassed up the van, and drove to China Rose, where I was to meet Liz at five. It was five on the dot when I walked in the door.
We had supper at the buffet and, of course, although I did exercise some caution, I did not stick just to what I know is best for me. The buffet was loaded with tasty items, most of which were sweetened, made with flour and vegetable oils, fried... I ate what appealed, but I have learned not to overeat at a buffet just because I can. I wonder how much occasional indiscretions matter.
We had things to discuss regarding the Alberta Beekeepers Commission, the new United Beekeepers of Alberta, and other matters, and after, we proceeded to the Legion where the meeting was scheduled for seven.
I was the featured speaker, and I was treated almost like a star in spite of the fact that I am retired and somewhat out of the loop. Neil gave a presentation on AFB, the business meeting was held, then I was up. I asked how many did not have bees and in the audience of over a hundred, probably twenty hands went up. Hmmm.
At any rate my short presentation just hit the high points to leave time for the panel discussion after and I hoped it would be meaningful to those who knew little about bees.
Here is a PDF of the talk. The beginning is just talking points for background. The pictures follow and illustrate various points that I discussed as I showed them. I've made much more elegant presentations, but found that searching my photo collection was quite time consuming.
We had only an hour for the talk and the panel discussion, so I ran though the talk quickly. The talk could have taken an hour easily by itself and some of the points could each take an hour if covered in depth, but since Ron and Neil are both very smart guys who present well, I figured the audience would benefit most from the three of us fielding questions. We set up in front and fielded questions from the audience until nine and a little beyond.
After, I drove home and snacked on yoghurt and nuts (I have to stop doing that) then went to bed a bit after midnight.
That rifle on the wall of the labourer's
cottage or working class flat is the symbol of democracy.
I'm up at 0725. The day is just breaking. Snow is predicted.
BG: 6.4 Weight: 212.4 BP:124/73. Pulse 58
I have some paperwork to do today and tonight there is a concert in Carstairs. I plan to go unless the roads get bad. Visibility is the issue mostly, though, since I have studded snow tires. Studded snow tires make winter driving much less worrisome, but lack of definition due to fog or driving snow are something that good traction cannot conquer.
Around nine-thirty, my phone rang and it was Don Turner, a beekeeper friend of many decades who has taken his boat from the Comox area south to the Baja in Mexico and spends the winter there. We are both in the Sea of Cortez. We had a long chat and he recommended going north and laying up the boat on the hard at Guaymas for a cost that is much less than what I pay in La Paz.
Fen, Maddy and a group bring in musicians monthly at the Carstairs Roulston Museum and tonight they have a show, so at a quarter to five, I drove over, picked Maddy up and we went to the Museum to check on setup, then went to the restaurant for supper. Fen had already eaten, but we sat together and went back together in good time for the performance.
The act was Petunia of Petunia and the Vipers and a friend. They were strictly acoustic, but had plenty of sound to fill the small church. The performance went from dull to fantastic and back. In particular, the rendition of talking heads Psycho Killer and Marty Robbins Big Iron were amazing.
The roads were ice and snow covered coming home, but with studded snow tires the trip was uneventful.
At home, I began reading the diary from the beginning of January 2016. I was kiting more back then, weighed over 225 or so, and was thinking I should quit drinking. I was also burning old bee boxes and the truck was running back then.
I was up until almost one.
If you want to inspire confidence, give
plenty of statistics.
I'm up at 0720. The morning is foggy and minus ten..
BG: 7.3. BP: 114/70 Pulse 62. Weight 212.2
Weight is up, so is BG. Why? Eating too much and the wrong things, I suppose. I'm also not too physically active over the past several days.
Going back to January 2016 in this diary reminds me of how much I forget. I should read my own diary more. It's pretty good if I do say so myself
I came across these articles.
I plan to go to Calgary today to renew my passport, then attend the FACS meeting in the evening.
I drove to Three Hills and had the photos taken, then drove home and discovered that the passport office closes at four. By then, it was getting too late, so I'm planning on going Monday. I go east on Tuesday, but will not need a passport until three weeks from now.
I had a nap, then found the old starter core and drove to Airdrie, returned it, got $85 back, and then drove to The Northeast Legion for the FACS meeting.
The meeting was a small group and featured a recap of the 2017 Spring Thaw trip to Desolation Sound, with slides and video. We briefly discussed the upcoming trip in May. So far, there doesn't seem to be a lot of interest.
I drove home and was in bed by eleven, without snacking.
One of the hardest things in the world is
to convey a meaning accurately from one mind to another.
I woke up at two and could not sleep, so I got up and made an omelet and coffee. I listened to Spanish lessons a while, then went back to bed, leaving the lessons running on my phone beside the bed.
At some point, I drifted of and next thing, it was eight or so. I slept on, dreaming, then got up at 0930. No need for breakfast. The lessons had run the end.
The rest of the morning went by at this desk, catching up, still.
We're having a CRA minor audit and my accounting people on the coast fouled up matters and their attempts to straighten things out have not helped much. It seems I have to step in.
So, I have to communicate with CRA, and CRA uses fax for communication. Either that or phone and phone calls can be confusing.
I called Friday Harbor Homeland Security about any changes to the in and out procedures from previous visits. The question cam up at last night's meeting. Rick had followed up and called me, so I figured I should see what I could learn to add to what he found. It seems there are changes, but nothing earth-shattering.
One of the hardest things in the world is
to convey a meaning accurately from one mind to another.
It's a dull day. I woke up at eight and my weight is 212 again. I'm preoccupied and did not check BG and BP. This dull, cold weather is getting to me.
Yesterday is the day that historically I have expected runoff and there is absolutely no sign that we will have melt for another ten days at least. In fact, we got more snow overnight.
My tractor has not got the strength to do much and the snowblower, even if I had put it together again, would not do much to the hard drifts. It is jut a matter of waiting.
As the days grow longer, and at this time of year the change in day length and sun angle happens at the fastest rate, (right) and the effects of the sun increase rapidly. If the nighttime temperatures are mild, the warmth lingers overnight and the snow goes faster.
As the snow melts around it, the dust comes to the top and the dark specs accelerate the melt, so the last bit goes fast.
The snow is knee deep to thigh deep and I took out the snowshoes. I thought I'd go look at hives. I made a few steps, sunk down a foot or more in the soft, wet snow and decided that snowshoeing was going to be very hard work and quit.
I think a lot of deer will die from starvation this spring. They drag their feet when they walk (see the tracks in the background picture) and this deep snow will stop them dead.
I decided later to look at the van and could see the drive is blown in again. I decided to drive around several times to pack the snow and make a track. Visibility is terrible even at four in the afternoon. I made it around a few times, but almost was stuck at one point. Studded tires and experience got me out and around again. I'm going to have to ask Patrick to clear it again for Carolyn.
I've been feeling lousy the last few days and worse today. I hope I get better soon and not worse.
Alice tried another question. "What sort
of people live about here?"
I'm up at 0545 and feeling better. My weight is dropping back towards recent lows and BG is returning to my recent normals. I don't know what hit me yesterday.
Weight: 110.2 BG: 6.5 BP: 115/71 Pulse: 60
I am planning to go to Calgary today to renew my passport -- if I can get out of the driveway. We'll see what happened overnight when the day brightens. It is still fairly dark now at 0710.
I left at ten-thirty, and drove to Calgary, skipping several things I had thought to do along the way due to lack of time.
I had a lunch appointment with Zeke to sign my papers and photos for the passport application. I assumed noon, but when I arrived, he was not answering phone or texts. I don't really know anyone else in Calgary, at least who would be nearby and available at that time. I figured I'd just wait and see what happened. Either he would show or I'd think of something.
Twenty minutes later, he texted. He had been in a meeting with phone muted. We walked to a nearby restaurant and had Montreal Smoked Meat on rye, he signed the forms and I left.
The drove to the South Passport office was an easy twenty-five minutes on fast roads in light traffic. I arrived, walked in and handed the papers to the clerk. She looked them over and noticed that Zeke had not signed one of the photos. It's a requirement and she checked with the supervisor, but it cannot be waived, so I drove all the way back, Zeke signed and I returned, all within an hour.
I drove home via the 201 and was back by five. Days are longer and the sun is bright now at suppertime. There is some sign of the snow surface softening, but no real melting yet. (right).
I'm tired, but I have a bit to do before I go and I have to drive away from her by seven tomorrow morning to make my nine-thirty flight.
At six, I laid down for a nap and woke an hour later and it is still light out. Now to pack and do the remaining chores before going.
Tomorrow: Sudbury. Swalwell weather looks mild for the coming week.
Sudbury looks similar.
I heard and interesting story about a battery explosion today from someone who was right there. Apparently there was a bang and the fellow in an office next to the person who told me had a small battery for a device in his pocket and maybe some coins. His pants suddenly blew apart with a loud noise and caught fire. His as were his hands were seriously burned trying to put out the flames and his thigh was badly burned as well. Skin grafts will be required.
These little batteries contain a lot of power and deserve respect. Carrying them loose or with metal in contact is a trouble waiting to happen.
I did a few things, found I was too tired, set several alarms for four-thirty and went to bed at ten.
Alice: How long is forever?
My alarms woke me at four. I got up, showered and packed. I had been concerned about fog, but the visibility was excellent when I looked out. I had wondered about getting snowed in, but there was no new snow.
I sorted magazines and newsletters I had promised to Liz and was ready to go earlier than expected, so I drove to Airdrie, dropped off the seven boxes and Mike drove me to YYC.
My flight was scheduled to board at 8:50 so I left the comfort of the lounge and walked to the gate on time and, sure enough, and as often is the case, we boarded twenty minutes after the scheduled time. We did, however, push back on schedule and arrive at YYZ on time.
At YYZ, I found my YSB flight, at the other end of the terminal and soon we were flying right over Mom's house then landing ay YSB twenty minutes early.
Bill had said he would pick me up there at six but by twenty after there was no sign of him. I had gone outside and looked for him several times, but stayed in by a window to watch for him where he usually parked.
By twenty after, I really wondered. No one was left. I went to the curb again and looked around. A maroon van down the curb a long way north started moving toward me and it was Bill. Unknown to me, he had a new van and for some reason, he parked in an unusual spot to wait. He had been there for twenty minutes.
We had supper at Gonga's Grill and then drove to 1207. He stayed and chatted until nine and left. I went to bed by ten.
I could tell you my adventures—beginning
from this morning,” said Alice a little timidly; “but it’s no use
going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then.
I had a nap after breakfast, then went out and started the van -- it started right up -- and checked the boat. The tarps had stayed in place beautifully, so I am hoping the spring cleanup before launching will be less of a job this year.
After that, I had coffee and visited with Mom and the neighbours until lunch.
After lunch, I went to the surplus store looking for boots. No luck. Then I had an oil change, picked up Bill and we went to Tivo Park for a hike and a ride on the kiddy zip line, then went to Walmart to buy groceries and look at phones.
After that, I dropped Bill off at his home and drove back to 1207. At 1725, Mom and I got into the car to go for supper and discovered the muffler was almost dragging.
We switched to my van and drove to the Apollo. Mitch and Sharon were there already. We had a leisurely supper and returned to 1207.
Here's nifty idea for a shelter and storage we saw at the park. Those are shipping containers.
May we not then sometimes define insanity
as an inability to distinguish which is the waking and which the
sleeping life? We often dream without the least suspicion of
unreality: 'Sleep hath its own world', and it is often as lifelike
as the other.
I woke up at 0830, having stayed up until after midnight watching Collateral.
Today Bill and I plan to hike out to camp.
I drove over around noon and we headed west, stopping in Espanola for lunch in the mall. From there, we drove to Whitefish Falls and to the end of Gravelle Road, which, as it happens is a gravel road.
We put on out boots and took the snowshoes which Bill was sure we'd need and I was sure we wouldn't, and walked west out onto the lake. Walking was easy. Snow was only two inched deep on the ice and traction was good. The day was sunny, around zero, and calm, ideal for our purposes.
We reached camp and looked everything over. One floor had heaved a bit, but will go back down when the ice under the supports melts. Then we checked several neighbours' docks and buildings and crossed over the narrowest spot and walked back on the north side.
Once back at our van, we drove back to Espanola and did some shopping at Canadian Tire, then I dropped Bill off at home at six and returned to 1207.
I figure we covered about 2-12 miles on our circuit. Apologies for the quality of the screenshot below. Google maps and Google Earth images are not nearly as clear and beautiful as they were in the past.
The most important thing in life is to stop saying
'I wish' and start saying 'I will.'
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