Emerging joys

Well, I certainly opened up a Pandora's box about that TV show, I think I will let it die down at this point. I don't have the time or energy, or really the interest to pursue more information about the show and who is writing and producing it, although I heard rumours that one of the writers and producers is a Muslim woman comedic writer who grew up in small town Canada. That is however entirely unverified.

Having emerged from the worst of my illness I have discovered a couple of miraculous things that may have been noticed by those around me, but that slipped past me unawares. First of all, the sun is shining. I know doesn't sound very profound, but there it is, and I am delighted. Took Chuck the dog out for his walk so he would stop chewing up all the toilet paper in the house and wow, it was WARM. Nothing like a three day fever for you to enjoy a normal body temperature.

Here's another little miracle I noticed, in the neighbourhood of our village there are three trees that look like they are growing both oranges and lemons. As a Canadian, I am still delighted by the fact that oranges are growing around me, but the sight of both oranges and lemons on the same tree did slow me down for a minute. *...oranges and lemons sang the bells of St Clements..* Turns out they have planted the two trees essentially in the same hole so that they grow up together and wind in with each other and present this beautiful multi-hued fruit crop. I've taken a picture, and I'll post when the film is finished, yaddah yaddah yaddah.

Taught last night under the influence of the local version of Sinutab with no ill effects I didn't seem noticeably hopped up to myself anyway, and the students didn't seem particularly alarmed by my behaviour, so it must have been OK. Four and a half hours back to back to back, I thought my poor throat would be numb by the end, but it was OK, back tomorrow night as well. I am glad the dope did not drive me to sleep or to hyperactivity. I had to try to explain the uses of 'some' and 'any' in English which are as far as I can tell nearly random, except that there is just enough order to it to make the rules around it confusing and difficult. Urgh. I'll review it at the next lesson again.

We have officially told the animal adoption place that we would take the dog, and the lady from the animal refuge is going to come around and rewrite his micro-chip. We also have to buy a collar TODAY, as we are still using his old one that belongs to them. The leash is not finished yet either, although I can always just tie it on, I've spliced the loop in anyway. I'll confess, I was hoping to not have any more chores today but there you go. The store isn't far anyway so it isn't too big a deal, and I can bring the dog so he won't complain about it anyway.

The kids story of choice lately has been Dick King-Smith's Sophie books. They are just great. There are six books, all about Sophie, a "small, but very determined" little girl who is absolutely mad about animals. It is so nice to find good books. We all miss the Public Library System, which had English language books by the truckload, literally.

The man has Castillian class tonight, and so I am resuming more of my duties as I heave up off the sick bed, I am in fact doing much better today, and feeling almost human. Thank goodness. I sincerely hope he doesn't get this, he will be SO miserable.