I awoke early because my shoulder was bothering me and stayed up. Made coffee and I'm sitting outside at 6 am.
The birds are singing or squawking, whatever is their thing.
And I have this view. The lake is about as perfectly still as it gets. I can sometimes shake the "homesickness".
A distant plane appears to fly right into the sun.
I feel like I'm waiting for the pelicans to show up. Beth tells me that she loves pelicans too, so I told her about the "knobs" I noticed on the males' beaks the first morning I was here. Of course I quoted Google for my best ornithological knowledge.
Little things 🤏 have caused me stress while "on vacation". I'm trying so hard to put this little stress fires out and face each hour with gratitude and calm and reason.
I'm so thrilled to be in the company of Beth and Juno, Gary too of course. I felt truly grateful to visit with Steve and Sharon on Saturday night and realize that my sister-in-law doesn't dislike me.
Am not sure how I got that idea anyway, but I had been thinking it for many years. To my surprise, Sharon missed no opportunity to show affection and I never expressed my previous impression.
And the visit with my mother-in-law went very well yesterday. She is trapped in an aging body as many of us are or will be, but this time she didn't lash out. Okay, well maybe a little. One might say she was on her best behaviour.
Toby also hadn't seen Juno in several years, so Toby's youngest grandchild was the belle of the visit, the comic relief. We all adore Juno so much.
Though I hadn't seen our oldest granddaughter for two years, she remembered me well, asking her mom, "I wonder what Nana brought for me. She always brings presents!". This year might have been the coup de grace … I brought Juno an iPad in her favourite colour (having asked the kid's parents first).
The gift just might have made up for my mistake of giving Juno cute socks wrapped in an old iPad box Christmas before last. Huge faux pas. 🤦🏼♀️
Yesterday while in the city (Winnipeg is one hour from Gimli) we met with Zev's brother and sister-in-law. We all went for dim sum. I ate a varied and delicious dinner, but I was the only one who struggled with chopsticks.
When I mentioned later why I ate slowly and in modest quantity, Gary asked why I didn't ask for a fork. I answered that I didn't want to be the only one at a table of six eating with a fork. I didn't suffer anyway … and we all got doggy-boxes to take home and I might eat leftovers however I like.
It was a tiring day, but pleasant.
When I woke up this morning I had to talk myself down from wanting to garden or dig or otherwise "get stuff done". My shoulder hurts anyway, and I guess I'm resting it.
The plan for the day might include walking alone into downtown to see what's new at the thrift store or having coffee or visiting the museum. 🤷🏼♀️ I'll see if the others have made plans, but it's still only 7 a.m..
Hope your day is grand.
Love, Ann
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