ice cream

So I've decided to take a first aid course, something I've wanted to do for a long time. I took Infant/Child CPR when Sara was born, but that was a long time ago. My reasoning? Similar to taking an umbrella when going outside. If I take an umbrella, I know it won't rain. Thus if I take a first aid course, I won't have to use it because no one I'm with will ever get hurt.


Okay, so maybe not the SOUNDEST logic in the world. :-)


Anyway, it's a three-day course (9 am - 5 pm!), and I'll be taking it next month through St. John's Ambulance. The course description:



Standard First Aid + Basic Rescuer

A combination of Standard First Aid and Basic Rescuer CPR combined to create one course for convenience and economy. Nationally recognized certificates that are valid for three years are issued upon completion. Yearly renewal of CPR is recommended. A recognized pre-requisite for medical, dental, nursing, police, fire and ambulance programs.



I made a mind-numbing discovery yesterday whilst e-mailing with Rand. "That's cute how you're spelling 'ice cream' all as one word," Rand says, "Are you doing that on purpose?" "What are you mean, doing it on purpose?" I reply, then look the word up in the dictionary. AUGH! I have been spelling the word as "icecream" for as long as I can remember! Maybe even all my life!


A discovery like this shakes the very foundation of my editorial/writerly existence, of course. WHO KNOWS HOW MANY WORDS I COULD BE MISSPELLING ON A DAILY BASIS EVEN NOW??? Okay, so maybe I purposely make up some words (like "writerly" :-)). But it had never crossed my mind that I was misspelling a simple phrase like "ice cream".


Speaking of which, who knows what other blind assumptions I've been making about very simple, straightforward things in life that are going to turn around and kick me in the butt with the realization that I completely missed the boat? What happens if I've been misspelling "the" all my life, for instance, but my friends have been too embarrassed to let me know?!


(pause)


Or maybe I just won't worry about it for now.


Maybe I need some ice cream.





Speaking of ice cream (there, now I've used it correctly THREE TIMES in this Blathering so far, including the title), Bryan came over last night, and the three of us went to Fune for dinner. I hadn't eaten at Fune for over a month (Jeff and I are trying to cook at home more often), so was in a state of massive sushi deprivation.


We had green tea ice cream for dessert (ha, four times).


Say, maybe I'll make it through today after all...


Links:


More evidence that I've turned into somewhat of a Tolkien Geek: I've joined a Lord of the Rings Line Party at the Paramount.


Blatherpics:


- Jeff, Bryan and I passed this broken porn film tape case was on the road while walking to Fune. I'd love to know the story behind its sad current state. Or maybe I don't.


- J & B outside Fune.


- Inside Fune. :-)


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