Indian picnic – 25th of June, 2011, Andrew Haydon Park, Ottawa

This year’s ‘Indian Picnic’ will be held tomorrow, 25th of June, 2011.

It will take place at the beautiful Andrew Haydon Park in the West end of Ottawa.

I don’t have is year’s menu, but here is a peek at last year’s.

This is the annual fundraiser picnic for  MSMF Foundation – and a delicious way to help others be well enough to help themselves

I have not missed one for abut a decade (or longer), though, I am not certain if I will be in any shape to go  and so am leaving the decision until I see how I feel tomorrow.

If you are in Ottawa and would like to enjoy the best home-cooked Indian food ever, things kick off around 11-ish with the food being served from 12 o’clock on.  It will be awesome!

 

 

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Klutzy….

In the next little while, I will be off for  a bit of a break…

During a little accident (I am rather klutzy) last week, I kind of messed up one shoulder.  The MDs put it together as best they could, but they have to wait for the worst of the swelling to go down a bunch before they can see if the bits of bone will line up as they are now, or if they’ll need to go in.

I myself am fine.  Too ‘fine’, perhaps!  While I wait, I am ‘being kept comfortable’…. and I suspect it is a bad idea to blog while I am this very ‘comfortable’ on medication. (I am having trouble focusing on them little letters, anyway – the seem to be doing the czardas!)

Therefore, I will be off for a break…

Ha ha -get it?  ‘Off for a break!’

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Winds sweeping through Ottawa…

There were quite some winds sweeping through Ottawa today!

I’m hoping these are not the winds of political change, because so far, they bode no good!!!

And how exciting!

First, my dog began to behave ‘weird’….

Yoshi, a golden retriever (whose mom was a rescue while she was pregnant with him – so we knew there would be ‘issues’), he is sweet and loving but, frankly, not that intelligent.  When it comes to thunderstorms, he sees that we are calm so he is calm.

Except today!!!

For a couple of hours, he was shaking with fear – on my lap, of course – and drooling this weirdly thin saliva.  I have never seen him like this!!!

I tried to console him as best I could, but nothing worked!

Yes, he does get spooked by beeping sounds (like when power goes out and our UPS’s our computers are hooked up to beep periodically), but that is more of a ‘startled’ kind of thing, not actually scared.

And, he is a little bit afraid of cats, but that is more of a playful afraid, not shake uncontrollably and drool type of a thing.  Plus, there were no cats here then…

I did not know what was going on!!!

A while after he started freaking out, we kept hearing these weird banging noises from upstairs – except that nobody was there!!!  Obviously, for a little while, our house must have become haunted by a ghost.  I distinctly recall reading that dogs don’t like ghosts – and that ghosts may make ‘banging sounds’ – so what else could it have been?!?!?

Then, even the rabbit became nervous.

Aside:

If you have not happened to read the few posts of mine where I boast about my (sorry, my son’s) rabbit, let me fill you in:

  • he is an English Spot – and if you search YouTube for rabbits which are bold, daring and unafraid, chances are very, very high that that rabbit will either be an English Spot or look like he has some English Spot in him
  • Hip Hop (my son named him:  he is hip – and he hops!) thinks he is a dog:  rabbits are social creatures who live in groups and try to adapt to the group – which makes them way more trainable than, say, cats are. When we brought him home, we introduced him to the dog:  who, using dog language, immediately put his chin over the rabbit’s head to show ‘I’m the boss!’ However, rabbits have scent glands in the bottom of their chin which they rub on ‘stuff’ and ‘critters’ they want to mark as ‘their own’ – in other words, if a rabbit rubs any part of you with his/her chin, the rabbit is saying ‘I love you – you are now mine!’  So, the rabbit thought the dog was declaring undying love – and figured he was ‘mama-Yoshi’  
  • HipHop has since shown a penchant for courting female squirrels while chasing male squirrels away – and dominating any and every dog he has encountered.  He has succeeded in this with our dog’s sister, my brother-in-law’s dogs (shi-tsus and a shi-tsu/maltese mix who likes to pick fights with german shepherds – and wins), my neighbour’s two poodle/schnauser mixes and her sister’s dachsund, my parents’ tibetan terriers – even one hunting dog we met while walking him on leash!!!
  • The last time we went for an appointment at the vet’s, he bitched down the two cats that live at the clinic AND never looked nervous!!!
  • AND, if you were still doubting Hip Hop’s bravery – this bunny regularly goes to school and faces school children!!!

For about half-an-hour, Hip Hop joined Yoshi on the sofa (highly unusual!) in trying to sit on my lap and both seemed, well, frightened!!!

Then, a neighbour came over to tell me that from her house (behind mine), she can see the whole back of my roof flapping up and down violently – and that we should go into the basement, just in case…..  She helped me gather up the (way too many) shingles that had flown off my roof and then went home.

Yes, my roof lost a lot of shingles.  Many of them are still up in my neighbour’s tree – just north-east of my house.  But, during daylight, the wind was still too high to retrieve them – or to assess just how bad my damages are.

The funny thing is – my next-door-neighbour had also lost a lot of shingles!  But, instead of going and landing east-north-east of her house, all of HERS landed west-south-west of HER house!!!!

HOW WEIRD IS THAT!!!

Ours were the only two houses in the neighbourhood to suffer this level of damage…

Of course, being good neighbours and also being (reserved) friends, we both got our roofs done at the same time, by the same company….  My neighbour is in the US on a business trip, so her sister is trying to figure out the damage…but it sure does seem weird that the only two houses in the neighbourhood who got their roofs re-done at the same time, by the same company (hey – my neighbour is a smart and thorough businesswoman – if she vets a company to do work on her house, I am more than happy to piggy-back!), should be the only two houses to loose so many shingles off their roof!!!

Oh boy, they must not have done a good job – right?

Except that…

…according to multiple neighbours, a  micro-tornado touched down between my house and my neighbour’s!!!

How cool is that!!!

That would kind of explain why their shingles landed west-south-west of their house while our shingles landed east-south-east of our house.

Ah, well, I guess I’ll have to figure it all out over the next few days…

At least, the dog and the rabbit are OK now!

And I still have most of a roof over my head….

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I’m back

Those who read my blog regularly may have noticed that I have not posted for almost a week.  My apologies.  I am back.

The most curious thing had happened.

For a while, I could not post!

I could still moderate comments – and edit them – but I could not post anything.

The nice message that popped up on screen said that someone had complained about the content of this blog, so until it was resolved, I was not permitted to post.  The link provided for me to click in order to help resolve the issue quickly brought me to a tech-support bit, not complaints-resolution bit.

However, just as mysteriously as the message appeared – it dissappeared and my posting priveleges were restored!

Yeay!

Perhaps it was some gremlins in the system.

Gratuitous Rabbit Photos

This seems like an appropriate day for some gratuitous photos of the smartest, cutest rabbit ever!

Daisies are Hip Hop's favourite flowers

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Thinking about funerals…

Last week, my uncle passed away.

OK – uncle-in-law.

But, my hubby was pretty close to him.

And this has stirred up our otherwise uneventful lives.

On so many fronts!

Yes, there is that whole ‘examining one’s life’ thing.  The natural result with a brush with mortality – something an unexpected death usually leads to.

Then there is the deluge of relatives, coming in to town to celebrate the uncle’s life.  This, in itself, is fascinating:  relatives one had never met before, kids, attitudes, support – it is confusing, at best, for an Aspie like me (and, of course, my Aspie kids).  Some of these relatives are fascinating, some are perplexing, others are just incomprehensible:  yet all of them are part of our extended family and I owe it to my ‘little ones’ (both are taller than I am, so I can now refer to them as ‘my little ones’) to get to know them, at least a little bit.

All kinds of ‘family stories’ come out, are re-told and (I hope) embellished.

And then there is the funeral ceremony itself.

Aspies – like us – tend to have difficulties handeling the outward display of strong emotions.  It has something to do with that whole hypothesis of mine that Aspergers is a condition marked by a disfunction in ‘progressive filters’.  To make a long story short, imagine that both your perceptions and your emotions are ‘controlled’ by a number of ‘filters’:  if one is exposed to a smell, one stops perceiving it after a while, or if one is experiencing touch (like, say, the rubbing of clothes or one’s own hair), one begins to be only aware of the stimulus if there is a change.

This is not true for Aspies:  it’s like the number of ‘filters’ is greatly reduced….

Which is why the rubbing of a clothes tag – or, in my case, the rubbing of my own hair – is not ‘diminished’ and causes physical symptoms, like exzema or rash.  This goes for sounds, smells, and so on.  And – perhaps especially – for emotions.

Which is why so many Aspies have a difficult time with situations which are emotionally ‘highly charged’.

Like, say, funerals…

Which is why we often attempt to reduce the pressure we feel by making highly inappropriate jokes.

This has no relation to the deceased – or our feelings towards him/her.

Rather, it is a coping mechanism which prevents us from spiralling uncontrolably into the abyss…

So, please, take the following in that ‘sense’.

Coming home from the actual funeral ceremony, remembering the ‘musical’ selections that were used in the ceremony itself, we have come up with a list of our own of the ‘music’ we would like used in some potential (hopefully far in the future) funeral of our own:

This one, we all agreed, would be most awesome (especially if we chose to be cremated):

Followed by:

This, of course, would be stricly to assure our loved ones who survive us that we are ‘not truly gone’ but will be with them for EVER!

I do hope this would be of comfort to those I, eventually, do leave ‘behind’!!!

 

 

 

Blogging will be light…

Just when I thought I was ‘back’…

Sorry, but blogging will be light…have to attend a funeral.

In the meantime, please, explore the links in the blogroll….

30 years in Canada

Today, I celebrate a very personal anniversary.

Exactly 30 years ago today, I arrived in Canada.

Exactly 27 years ago today, I became a Canadian citizen.

Since my parents and I refused to swear our oath of allegiance on either the Bible or the Koran, and the bureaucrats did not know what to do, I suggested we swear it on a picture of The Queen.  So, that is what we did!

Exactly 3 years ago today, Aqsa Parvez was murdered by her family for the crime of wanting to be a Canadian – just like I became!

Excuse me – I have to go cry…

 

…been having technical difficulties…

Sorry about having dropped off like that for a bit – I’ve been having a bit of technical difficulties…

Friends…

Rocking:

Beach bunnies:

I know I am beautiful!

Did I see food?

I’m coming!

See that dog?  That is MY dog!!!

Resting…