my week

Playing Risk with Reid, Luisa, Michael and Ronnie.


Apologies for the hiatus in posting Blatherings and responding to Blatherchat entries. Things have been somewhat hectic, with a lack of private ViaVoice opportunities. ViaVoice is a great help to me these days, but it requires a fairly quiet environment and plenty of solitary time. Many thanks to RuthAnne for her ViaVoice tips in Blatherchat.

Highlights of my past week:

- Finishing the liner notes, CD imprint, and traycard. I'm quite pleased with how they turned out; anyone attending Concertino will get a sneak peek since we are donating a pre-release copy to the Interfilk auction. Many thanks to Jeff, David Barker, Ruth, Allison, Jodi, Beckett Gladney and Bill Roper for their help with the final stages of the layout/text.

- Dropping by the Du Maurier Jazz Festival and getting to sit in the sponsor section (Jeff was doing work for Nokia).

- Cottage visit with Helen.

- Cottage visit with Reid, Luisa, and their two sons. Sorry, Christo, I forgot to ask Luisa about her trousers. :-)

- Finishing my new Harry Potter book. I also read "A Year in Provence" (which made me very hungry).

- Checking out the Canada Walk Of Fame induction on our street last week. I was the most excited to see Lynn Johnston, but it was also fun to see Mike Myers, Linda Evangelista, Toller Cranston, Robbie Robertson, and Shania Twain in person.

- Seeing "Charlie's Angels: Full Throttle" last night. Didn't like it quite as much as the first one, and I hated the new Bosley, but was still highly entertained and will probably see it again. :-) Lucy Liu is still my favorite Angel.

- Saw the musical Buffy the Vampire Slayer episode at last! Loved it, am already watching it a second time.

Low point of today: I found out by accident that Nick The Cute Physiotherapist is going back to Montreal at the end of this month. I asked him when he had been planning to tell me, how he could abandon me like this. The callous fiend laughed in my face. My heart is broken. He claims that I may not need him anymore by the time he leaves, but I think this is a feeble ploy to deflect the wrath of a scorned woman.

There are 952 e-mails in my inbox. Thanks for your patience as I struggle to catch up.



Michael, Reid, and Ronnie.


(This entry was written with ViaVoice, a voice recognition program, which sometimes has its own sense of humor. Please forgive any spelling or grammar quirks which Debbie has missed while editing. Thank you. )