Feeling a bit antsy

So, I walked right into that clinic and demanded to see the doctor.  Well, maybe not demanded.  It was more like request.  Oh, who am I kidding.  I was so polite and friendly the woman behind the desk probably thought I was trying to sell her Amway or something (I am such a wuss!).  Anyway, my turn came and when the doctor came in I started telling him what had happened.  He looked like he did last time (which was the way I look at my kids when they tell me some sob story), but I kept talking and talking and gradually a wee bit of concern came into his face.  He sent me for x-rays (in the same building - how convenient) and saw me right away afterwards.  No breaks in my foot.  Thank goodness.  However, he did say something in a medical language that I couldn't repeat for the life of me and told me to stay off my feet for two to three weeks.  Weeks!  That puts me very behind schedule in this whole marathon training.  So, here I sit on my ever-growing bottom while I should be outside shrinking it.  Very maddening.  

Of course, while we were in the examination room, Titus had some choice remarks.  The doc was South African and Titus and I had a lengthy conversation about the colors that people come in and how they are the same color on their whole body.  Why he had to have this conversation in front of someone we don't know I'm not sure.  Of course, I mentioned that Riley( his best friend) and Kyle (Riley's brother) and cousin Micah were all that color too.  Titus came back with the reply that Kyle was not that color, he was a different color.  Sometimes a person just has to laugh at how a four-year-old views the world.

Just another wintery day...

I guess putting new tires on the car was a little premature this year.  I didn't realize winter was planning on making an encore, much less five or six encores.  It has snowed and snowed and snowed.  Even the boys are depressed!  Well, at first, anyway.  Until they realized they could start making tunnels and snow forts again.  

This whole marathon thing (okay, half marathon, but it's just so awkward to say!) isn't going quite the way I planned.  My foot is still in pain and I'm going back to the clinic today to get something done about it.  Last time I wasn't quite prepared for the "you're just being a whiner, go home and stop bugging me" routine, but this time I'm ready.  The hard thing about being me is that I can't think and talk at the same time.  I knew something more was wrong than mere soreness but I just couldn't shape the words before all was done and I was kicked out the door.  In fact, it wasn't until I was actually driving home that I came up with something that would have been intelligent enough to make him take me seriously.  Today I will play out all likely scenarios in my head before I get in the little sterile room with the cold plastic bed covered with paper (really, is that paper supposed to protect us from other people's germs?  If so, they should make it cover the width of the bed, not just the length!) and my brain seizes up.  If only I could plan every conversation ten minutes in advance!  That would sure make life easier.

Now for a drastic change of topic - how about some new music?  I've been listening to CBC Radio 3 podcasts about new Canadian music and found my new favorite band!  The Tom Fun Orchestra is a great Nova Scotia group with a cool sound.  I love Johnny Turbo's voice - all gravelly and rough - and the music is awesome!  They remind me of a band you'd hear at an old-time carnival, the foot-stomping kind.  In their own words, their style is a cross between soul, western swing, and post punk.  Watchmaker is a great song.  Another of my favorites from their newest album is Bottom of the River.  The album name is You Will Land With A Thud.  Go check it out!

New things

You know it's bad when your mom tells you that you haven't posted since March!  And I don't have any excuses besides a wee bit of apathy towards writing at the moment.  Nothing major, just an "I don't feel like it" attitude that has been getting in the way and blogger being a pain.  I'm thinking of switching hosts, but want to be sure before I change everything.  Anyhow...

Guess what I've gone and done.  Go on, guess!  If you said something to do with fabric or yarn or books or music, you're wrong.  It is something sporty.  Something outdoorsy.  Something it would be hard imagining a woman with an extra fifty pounds doing.  Can't guess?  I've started training to run a half marathon.  Yup.  I can hardly believe it myself!  Not that I'm anti-running or anything, just that it's been 15 years or more since I last laced up my sneakers.  And I've never done it for twelve miles.  That's over twenty km!  The worst part about it is that I managed to hurt my foot after the first training run.  So now I'm laid up for a bit while I heal and everyone else in the course (yes, it's a college course) goes on with training.  I have to say that I loved it and am more than a little frustrated at this setback.

And just in case you think I haven't been sewing or knitting, I have.  In fact, I knitted most of a sweater and then had to unravel the front because my tension changed somewhere and the front was a good six inches longer than the back.  Things to remember the next time I take on a project!  I also have a quilt on the go and a dress that is waiting for me to do a few adjustments to it.  I'll get pictures when I can find my camera again  (I really have no idea how it gets lost so often!).

Before I go, I'll leave you with some child humour.  The setting: the supper table.

Me:  So what did you boys do at recess today?

Caleb:  I played soccer.

Ethan:  I chased girls.

Me:  You chased girls?

Ethan (smiling shyly now):  Yeah.

Me:  What did you do when you caught them?

Ethan:  I let them chase me!