Of that list…

This is where I’m at:

  • Laundry
  • Put dishes away
  • Clean kitchen (did this last night after dinner, but it’s messy again)
  • Throw all clothes piled on the hot tub into a garbage bag (Jordy’s stuff… it’s been there a month now, I’m tired of looking at it.)
  • Plant morning glory seedlings in ground
  • Scan negatives of the skidoo trip to the cottage, transfer picstures to upstairs computer and email to Vachel
  • Finish accounting info for Dr. Silver.
  • Shower
  • Make & eat lunch
  • Memorize some more Blue Rodeo songs on guitar. They’re the only ones I have books for.
  • Try and find the cordless phone that goes in our bedroom. It’s been missing since we got back Wednesday.
  • Find new reasons to be happy. Not that the old ones aren’t good, but it’d be nice to think up some new ones. Some specific, non-vague reasons would be nice… reasons that have to do with right now, rather than ‘in a few months’ or ‘in a year or two.’
  • Come up with a project to waste 36 black & white pictures on, as the only film I have is a roll of black & white 36. My usual nature photography stuff won’t cut it, since I’m not ansel adams and I don’t know his technique of exposure that makes nature b&w pictures look intense. My b&w nature pics never satisfy me… I like colour for that.
  • Do aforementioned project of 36 b&w pictures.

    That’s most of the easy stuff done. I think the cordless phone may be a hopeless cause. I’m going to start the accounting stuff now, and continue lurking.

    I had soup for lunch. I’m still starving. This is why I generally don’t have soup for lunch. How do people make meals of that stuff, anyway?

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    I went to clean the kitchen and found many many ants. As such, I removed everything from the counters of the kitchen and scrubbed them down. At least now they don’t have quite as much to feed on. I doubt they’re going away, however.

    I also discovered last night that the June Bugs have arrived. I tried really really hard not to be freaked out by them, since there aren’t really any other bugs in the world that bother me, but I failed miserably and ended up running away like a girlie-girl. I hate June Bugs. And of course, up here they’re the biggest June Bugs I’ve ever seen. They’re completely harmless, I know… but they creep me right out. Even Wolf Spiders the size of my hand don’t freak me out the way June Bugs do. I’m I told the spiders bite.

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    Oh yeah… suggestions for black & white photo projects are welcome. Keep in mind I’m not in a city, but a small town surrounded by much countryside and woods. And I’m not going m00se hunting, as it is rutting season and I value my life.

    Greetings, JennyLee —

    Here is your horoscope for Friday, May 30th:
    Be less serious and more accepting. A burst of new energy makes your recent course of action look like a waste of time. For each reason that you find to be happy, the Universe provides you with two more.

    So now that I’m working up here for the summer, all I need to do is secure some form of part time employment in Toronto come fall. There were a couple of people who sounded like they would be interested in hiring me by then, but I haven’t heard from them in a while, so I can’t really count on anything from there. Maybe when I move back down I’ll find something… it would be a lot easier on my mind if I could find something before then, but I’ve learned that it’s nearly impossible to get a job in a city that’s five and a half hours away from where you live.

    Twig is sleeping in the mousepad because I wouldn’t let her sleep in my lap. The freak follows me around everywhere, and chases my own cats away every chance she gets. Poor Dayle, she really hates him.

    Adam, Jordy and his mom are moving the last of the stuff out of the cottage. Today’s the closing date. No more cottage. Our last weekend there was good, and I’ll always keep the place in my memory. Many important things happened in that cottage.

    I’ve determined that sanity is overrated, and I will now allow apathy to take over from things that bother me about living here. Or at least I will try. I’m also not going to hope for anyone to visit me anymore. When they’re here, then I’ll get excited, and not a moment before. Disappointment gets to me too easily, and many people have told me they’re coming to visit, but not one has actually managed the trip yet. Not that I blame them, it’s a long drive. And it’s my own fault I get my hopes up.

    Blue Rodeo is coming to play here in June. That’ll be a highlight of my summer. I hope I can afford tickets before they’re sold out.

    Maybe I should make a to-do list for myself… then I’d have something to do.

  • Laundry
  • Put dishes away
  • Clean kitchen (did this last night after dinner, but it’s messy again)
  • Throw all clothes piled on the hot tub into a garbage bag (Jordy’s stuff… it’s been there a month now, I’m tired of looking at it.)
  • Plant morning glory seedlings in ground
  • Scan negatives of the skidoo trip to the cottage, transfer picstures to upstairs computer and email to Vachel
  • Finish accounting info for Dr. Silver.
  • Shower
  • Make & eat lunch
  • Memorize some more Blue Rodeo songs on guitar. They’re the only ones I have books for.
  • Try and find the cordless phone that goes in our bedroom. It’s been missing since we got back Wednesday.
  • Find new reasons to be happy. Not that the old ones aren’t good, but it’d be nice to think up some new ones. Some specific, non-vague reasons would be nice… reasons that have to do with right now, rather than ‘in a few months’ or ‘in a year or two.’
  • Come up with a project to waste 36 black & white pictures on, as the only film I have is a roll of black & white 36. My usual nature photography stuff won’t cut it, since I’m not ansel adams and I don’t know his technique of exposure that makes nature b&w pictures look intense. My b&w nature pics never satisfy me… I like colour for that.
  • Do aforementioned project of 36 b&w pictures.

    There, that should help.

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    I’m trying to come up with something that isn’t pasta for lunch. Not having much luck so far.

    Sometimes (most of the time) I really sincerely miss having my own kitchen, my own groceries, my own dishes, pots, pans, cutlery…

    Blah. I really have to eat soon before I kill things. Mood swings due to not eating properly are kicking in.

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    I work at Smoothwater Ecolodge. (I imagine trundler could appreciate the place…) It’s a lovely place. They do artist retreats, spas, tripping and outfitting, and many other things. If I had lots of money, I’d just live there for the summer. However, I don’t have lots of money, so I’ll just work there instead.

    I’ll bet it would be pretty expensive to live at an eco-lodge for a summer.

    belli, when you come up to visit (I know you will), I think we should get a room and stay there. Seriously. If just you, or you and Harry come up, we (yes, me too) really should stay there. The whole place is lovely.

    The weekend was quite lovely. The sky danced silver under the stars, the lake wassmooth as glass on more than one night, and I saw the most beautiful sunrise (which I managed to wake up enough to take photos of, impressively!) Adam and I borrowed the car from Adam’s mom one day because she had her art group at the cottage, and we went off on a crazy adventure down a random gravel road. We found a few beautiful places, and I took pictures of Morla, who was sleeping. Tested my mettle as a photographer vs. blackflies, and learned that I can ignore blackflies. This is a good thing. The blackflies were only bad on the mainland though… give them another few weeks or something and they’ll die down again.

    On a walk over to the campsite on the island with the dogs, something truly evil bit me. It was not a blackfly. I don’t know what it was, but I haven’t seen my arm swell up that nastily since I was a kid. It was quite painful for a few days, but now it doesn’t hurt anymore – it’s just a hard lump with a gouge. Crazy thing was, the thing actually took a chunk out of me and I was bleeding. It itched like hell, but I didn’t scratch it. Oh such willpower I exhibited. At least I killed the thing… couldn’t tell what it was after I had done so.

    I have another roll of film to be developed now. That makes me five rolls behind in updating my website, which is sad. Now that I have an incredible scanner, I can’t even show anyone my pictures.

    By the way, m00se are very strange creatures. I was driving behind one on the access road, and it just kept jogging along the road in front of me. Eventually I just stopped the car… I guess that’s when he decided we weren’t going to race anymore, so he took off into the bush. Crazy thing. Just don’t piss them off. They’re bigger than most cars.

    I came to a few realizations over the past few days. Things about why I take pictures. Things about people. Things about me. Something about watching the Northern Lights helps me think clearer or something. Maybe I’ll share them at some point. There are still some things that need sorting out in my head, and some things that I don’t want to share.

    Now I must concentrate on not scratching at the weird bites that aren’t from blackflies on my back. Blackfly bites don’t bother me. It’s the other weird bug bites that no one else gets bitten by that seem to drive me nuts.

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    Must leave for work in a few minutes. Be gone all weekend, as this is the last weekend that the cottage is still available. Oh sweet sauna goodness, how I’ve missed you…

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    This isn’t for me, since I already know there’s no way I could cut carbs out of my life… But for those of you who have successfully done so, I’d like to know what kinds of foods you can use as snacks when you’re on a low carb diet. Or as breakfast. Or dinner. Whatever.

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    I feel better now. Adam manages to make me feel better when I get like that. It’s a good thing, because if he didn’t I’d probably have gone on a maiming rampage by now.

    We’re driving to Temagami today to drop off Jordy & Jessie. Then tomorrow we’re driving to Temagami to pick up Adam’s mom. And then friday I’m driving to Temagami to do some work. And Saturday we’re going to temagami to kick out at the cottage.

    That’s a lot of Temagami, boys and girls. Not to say that I’m complaining. The more time there, the more pictures of random things I can take. All is good.

    I smell like ammonia. Blasted after-bite.