Sunday, March 01, 2009

I See Blue and Gray (Not about the Civil War)

My computer screen weather forecast says that it is overcast and I do see gray clouds from my windows. But I also see ribbons of blue sky and patches of sun. Except for the fact that I am cold, I would feel as if spring actually was on its way.

Since I turned on the humidifier, the living room feels appreciably colder. I suppose that is the cold mist dispersing into the room. On the other hand, if it keeps me from having more sinus issues, I will live with it. I finished the antibiotics today and I am now back to eating chocolate rather than just chips, so I may be improving. If not, presumably I will have to see my ENT about treatments. I will turn the fireplace on soon to give a semblance of warmth. Because it is gas, I doubt that it really warms the room at all, but it gives the perception of warmth.

There are cats lying around, snoring. It is hard to believe that Sybil snores as much as she does. I am used to this in older cats but she is only two. I will have a sleep test on Tuesday night and may find out that I snore just as much. Peter says he sometimes hears some light snoring but nothing too drastic. I know I make noises when I sleep (different from snoring) and sometimes wake myself up.

Today we went to Panera for breakfast. I was thinking the Original Pancake House but Peter suggested Panera and I decided to try their new oatmeal. It was good although they put quite a lot of brown sugar on it. Since they didn't bother to call my name, it sat there for quite a while and was only lukewarm rather than hot. Their service leaves a lot to be desired and their new "dark" coffee is not very strong. Of course I had made espresso at home, so that may have been part of the problem. Perhaps if I had tasted it without having had the other coffee first, my judgment would be different.

Yesterday we saw "Waltz with Bashir," and it was very thought-provoking although parts were very difficult to watch. It was about the massacre in a Palestinian refugee camp in Beirut in 1983 and someone try to recover their memories of the whole episode because of a recurring nightmare that was brought on by being told of a different nightmare of the same war by a friend. Anyway, the discussions on memory and what people do with their memories was fascinating, especially in light of working with historical documents, especially memoirs. Since my class assignment is to write about my day on the day John F. Kennedy was assassinated, these preoccupations are quite relevant.

We were hoping for "Bride and Prejudice" next from NetFlix but got "Rabbit-Proof Fence" instead. There was no way we could watch it last night after the other movie, so we will watch it tonight.

My to-do list for today is very long, even though I lost my entire list when I tried to fix the backup to my iPhone. I think I need to try something else to make it go faster. I had to reload lots of music, which took up a lot of time.

Anyway, what I need to do is start working on my Venice presentation, find the Mark Kishlansky piece I need for the discussion group, possibly order the Henry V DVDs, work on my essay for the memoir class, write a letter of recommendation and start organizing and clearing up papers. My week is going to be very busy and so will the couple weeks afterward. I am doing a lot of volunteering, going to concerts and other events, etc. Tomorrow I need to get prescriptions filled and finally get the book mailed off to the Folio Society. And I need to get my to-do list back together.

I didn't watch either bike race this weekend and I need to find time to do things like that again. I also need to find time to work on my Italian and my French. I have pretty much lost the Italian and need to start again. Facebook and Twitter take up entirely too much time, mostly offering opportunities to procrastinate. Unlike Peter, who always gets things done immediately, in fact sometimes too immediately, I frequently procrastinate. It is a bad habit that I can't seem to break.

Figaro is sitting in front me like a statue, but Sybil is still snoring, asleep on Peter's chair.

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