My second daughter was due today but since she had already arrived a week before, this day fifty years ago, was probably just another day after another sleepless night and no more bloggable than today. Sorry ... I wish I could summon up something more exciting for you.
Well, now ... what to write about? I am writing but it would be really boring to blog about writing!
Sarah and Remi were here yesterday morning. She brought some wonderful baklava and we had tea before heading out with the dogs to the logging road. Kenya chased sticks into the stream that runs under the bridge, and wrestled and bounded after Remi. Both dogs came home exhausted, dirty and happy. Sarah and I ate stew with colcannon for lunch. Yummy.
In the afternoon I swept and mopped up dog hair (Kenya's ... Remi doesn't shed) and did some writing.
After supper I watched The Killing Fields (one tough movie), took Kenya out to pee, had a warm bath, swallowed my natural sleep remedy, and slept for two hours. I awoke, slept for an hour, and drifted back to sleep, waking at one hour intervals ... again. I was perfectly happy all night long but I think next time I go to the pharmacy I am going to look at their homeopathic relief for hot flashes. I would really prefer to sleep during the night and be fully awake all day.
I have been writing a piece about how moving out here to the lake has changed my perspectives and my life. It is far too long and rambling and is ready for a first edit. I had intended to do that today, but instead, it will become part of tomorrow's plan. Today is my only chance to see the work of a sculptor Tammy found. Susan Valyi works with wood, bone, metal and soapstone, and her work is being shown at the Lafreniere and Pai Gallery on Murray Street.
It is very easy to put aside editing for fun.
..the daily life of a hermit and her dog ...
River Echo
September, 2010
Welcome to Oma's World.
Welcome to Oma's world: a hermitage set on a pristine lake, nestled in mountains, surrounded by trees and inhabited by Oma, Kenya (her own dog) and the dogs she looks after.
In Oma's world there is time to see, really see, the natural landscape as it changes. When she is not outside with the dogs, Oma reads, writes and watches films. She has also returned to a lost hobby, knitting, tried pottery and felting with very limited success, and produced a great deal of funky furniture over the past year or so. She also teaches occasionally at a local language school.
Since moving to the hermitage she has discovered the secret to raising healthy house plants. They have to love their environment. We all do if we are to lead happy productive lives.
This summer she tried her hand at creating a garden, and has been consumed by it to the exclusion of most other occupations.
In Oma's world there is time to see, really see, the natural landscape as it changes. When she is not outside with the dogs, Oma reads, writes and watches films. She has also returned to a lost hobby, knitting, tried pottery and felting with very limited success, and produced a great deal of funky furniture over the past year or so. She also teaches occasionally at a local language school.
Since moving to the hermitage she has discovered the secret to raising healthy house plants. They have to love their environment. We all do if we are to lead happy productive lives.
This summer she tried her hand at creating a garden, and has been consumed by it to the exclusion of most other occupations.
My Other Blogs
Kenya
My Lady of the Lake
Some of My Regular (and Occasional) Haunts
About Me
- Oma
- ... a woman who has been many women and will likely continue to metamorphose right til the end ... I have been a mother, a grandmother, a writer, a teacher, a traveler, a nomad,a hermit, a dog sitter, and a sporadic folk artist wannabe. Right now I am also a tiny-time-chef and caterer. Who knows where my travels will lead me as I travel down the final stretch of life's road?
Blogs for Writers
Followers
Something I Noticed Recently
- "A first draft is a work of construction. A seventh is the work of an artist." Barbara Kingsolver
Kenya's Sleepover Buddies
- Peach, a gentle 5 year old Lassie-type Collie
- Oberon, King of the Cat Fairies
- Corey, a 7 year old Golden Retriever
- Kitty, AKA Button, 8 weeks
- Tom Cat, 1 year old... run over November, 2010
- Olive, the 2 year old black lab
- Chelsea, the old and lumpy black lab on steroids
- Mica, the Siberian Husky
- Maggie, the two year old Berner
- Stella, the 7 month old Bernese Mountain Dog puppy
- Tango, the Ancient Sheep Dog, now deceased
- Zeke, the Nova Scotia Duck Toller, now deceased
- Henry, Marta's Golden Retriever
- Lulu, the tiny Cockapoo puppy
- Havoc, the Doberman
- Remi, Sarah's Golden Doodle
- Tango, the Golden Lab mix
- Teddy and Shea, Tammy and Carlos' dogs
- Nina, the Chocolate Lab, now re-homed because of viciousness
Blog Archive
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October
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- First View of First Storm of the Season
- What a difference a river makes ...
- A Drive in the Country
- The Last of the Menopausal Insomnia Laments
- Two Susans
- Zapped Brain Cells
- Pike Lake After Dark
- You know you are getting older when ...
- Poverty Awareness Day
- Strategy sucks
- On Voting Strategically
- Giving Thanks
- Feelies
- Emptied Out
- 8 Hours of Sleep
- Sax Notes
- Waiting for My Mail to Come In
- Hot Flashes
- Oh No! I Caught Another Faerie by Accident
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October
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Films I am Watching (reviewed are starred)
- Blood Diamond
- Amazing Grace
- Rosenstrasse
- The Blade Runner
- My Cousin Vinnie
What I am Reading These Days
- Through Black Spruce by Joseph Boyden
- Good to a Fault by Marina Endicott
- What They Wanted by Donna Morrissey
- Lullabies for Little Criminals by Heather o'Neill
- Merle's Door: Lessons from a Free Thinking Dog by Ted Kerasote
5 comments:
Do you drink wine at night? I know, who doesn't eh? But, I find that my symptoms are almost the exact same as yours, but they are not as bad on the nights that I have no wine or just one glass. Try not drinking any alcohol for a couple of nights and see if that helps. I was talking to another friend who hasn't slept in eight years and she said that hers are worse when she drinks too. Maybe we have to give up alcohol for a while?
Of course I do. I would try reluctantly to give it up ... but I think to really make a difference I would have to give up tea because of caffeine, spicy foods and hot foods too since all of these seem to trigger the hot flashes.
But yes I will try that. Maybe I can have dinner at noon and have wine then :-)
Susan is fifty?????? But she can't be.... I'm only 30!!!!
Another option, if you don't want to give up wine, is to pick a couple of days a week where you absolutely need to sleep right through and just not have wine those nights...how's that for a run on sentence? I don't find that it has a cumulative affect so just pick and choose your days.
Deb ... I will try that ... thanks.
Hybrasil ... I feel old enough today to have grandchildren in their fifties ... no sleep again.
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