ummm, and your name is????

Know something I find weird and kinda interesting?

I mess up my kids names, starting with one's and then realising I'm doing it wrong and switching mid word.  I'll also call randomly use the dog, the man (oh how he hates that) and the boy's names.  We're hanging out with a friend's kid whose also a friend right now, he's almost 11.

What interests me about this is that I, and most adults, will misassign names to kids and siblings etc... (I have been known to call eldest by my sister's name for example) fairly often, but I believe that we mostly err within gender boundries.  What I am trying to say is that I will mess up boys names within boys (including the dog) and girls names within girls, but rarely do I assign boys names to girls or vice versa, indeed I think I could count that on one hand.

It seems odd to me, or interesting, that we (or at least I) filter name searches so strongly through gender...even with family.

Strange, no?

Running, the mind game

OK, so I'm running along, and it's OK,  then I stop.  Sometimes I'm not even very sure why I stop.  My lungs are doing OK, my legs are doing OK, it's like I'm just kinda not liking it at all.  Something inside does this commentary about the idiocy of doing this and I should just walk a bit.

And I do.

Then Chuck gives me a look....what?  AGAIN????

Then I start again.

I really think that getting over the walking part of running has as much to do with head space as anything else.  If I am feeling good about the running, like at home, I can run much farther, but if I'm uninspired like here, I stop WAY more often.

Head game.

Maybe I should try listening to music, but I don't really want to, I'm running trails and I am THE only woman alone I see at that hour....though I have the Chuckster with me.  Think I need to be able to hear.

Gonna have to psyche myself out of this head game.

Somehow.

The Running Room when I got my shoes gave me a couple of great tips.  Runners should feel like socks when you try them on.  OK, I get that.  Also they said a good way to start running is to spend 1 week running and walking at 1 min intervals, then the next week 2 min of running to one of walking and so on till you're running 9 min with a one min interval and then 20 min straight.  I think I could get in there in the middle end, but maybe a clock would help discipline me.  Never has before, but maybe this time.

Ideas?

Further to that Catalan class....

OK, further weirdness, the majority of the reading list for the course, these are recommended readings, but whatever, 8 of the 10 books, are in English.

I actually have an advantage over the majority of the students.  Not only can I manage the Catalan, struggle through all the Spanish, mostly, but I can actually read the readings.

Does this not seem really really weird in a course that is not graduate level?????

What I don't like about running here.

I have been trying to figure this out, and I think there are three things about it that make it much suckier.

1.  I start off downhill and end off uphill.  At home it is the opposite, so I end on a high note, so to speak, rather than feeling rather more slow and useless.

2. The dog is on leash.  This is annoying in some ways, though he is very good and runs right along beside me, but I also loose the distraction factor by watching him run around and generally be gleeful.

3.  Long straight flat trails/sidewalks simply suck.  Little kids, if the trail winds and is narrow and interesting can walk remarkable distances.  Put them on a long straight road and they're begging to be picked up within a hundred meters.  I think I am the same.  They are dreadful, plus you don't have the distraction of watching the footing nor the delight in rounding the corners and seeing the new vistas change.

Persistence and determination is more the order of the day, and that just t'ain't so much fun.

You blistering son of a rabid tush

10 year old boy coming up with insults without swearing.  Base words:  dazed, rabid, tush, buttocks, son of a, infest, infect, blistering.  First one that came up, blistering son of a rabid tush.

He's looking for a variety or words that could be put together in promising ways so he can invent creative ways of insulting folks when the need arises.  Without swearing.

A good way to pass a summer evening, no?

Striking a blow for Catalan nationalism

Remember how I signed up for a course in Japonese food and culture in Catalan to keep up my skills while I'm here in Canada?  At UOC, yes I'm naming them and debating posting in Catalan too.  That would be the Universitat Obert de Catalunya.

The class is advertised as being in Catalan, so imagine my disappointment when I logged in today and found the welcome and the course orientation information entirely in Spanish.

Hmmmm.

The body of materials provided for the course are in Catalan, but the teacher....well, she's a girl from Spain, as in not Catalunya Spain, doing her PhD in something or other and doesn't write Catalan well, though she can read it, she says. (why is it I cannot get any work anywhere without nivell C in Català and this broad can teach a Catalan language University course in Spanish????)

Why, one might ask, would the UOC consider her a suitable instructor?

I wrote her an email, explaining that while I am interested in Japonese food and culture, I was principally taking the course to maintain my Catalan, so the Spanish use is pretty much NOT ok with me.  She replied in fairly terrible Catalan, and then reposted the welcome and intro in better Catalan, I suspect some emails were sent back and forth and someone in the University is translating it for her now.

Unfortunately, many of the Catalans in the course are now writing in Spanish rather than Catalan, a frankly SUPER annoying habit that most Catalans have of simply switching languages every time anyone with an accent speaks or if even 1 person in the room has trouble with Catalan.  Honestly.  Drives me nuts.  Do they want this language or not?  Do they want people to learn it?  Do they want immigrants to learn it or would they like to keep it to themselves as a sort of secret?

I will grant that not all Catalans do this, only about 95% of them, and many persist in Spanish even if I persist in Catalan (which I pretty much have to) and outright ask them to use Catalan.

Grrrrr.

UOC will also be getting an email from me.

Not a very nice one either.

Ya know, I teach courses here, I cannot advertise that the course will be offered in English and then deliver it in French.  Not a choice boys and girls.

Not a choice.

Tate Britian

The Tate Britian has an exhibit of watercolour work on that I am missing and it is making me ache.  They are making a series of videos to accompany the show and they look fascinating.

I say look fascinating cause they won't let me watch them at all in Spain, and here in Canada they are incredibly hiccup-y....they jump forwards and back, repeat and loop...

very very frustrating.

Chances are the Tate isn't listening, but if you are?  Please, some of us outside the UK would like to see a bit too.

OH my goodness gracious

I'm not sure what all happened there, but I just dropped off the blog world for a bit.  Probably partially cause I cannot read any blogs at work, nor my greader.  Nada.

Soooo, what has been happening?  Not sure, went by in a blur, but it's been good and busy and filled with work and family and friends.

We're taking care of a friend's kid for three weeks or so and it's a blast.  He's a great kid and everyone is having fun.

Work is work and going fine.  nuff said.

Got some sailing in which was super sweet......

and (my life is so exCITIng!)  bought some nail clippers today!!!!  Forgot them in Spain and things were getting desperate.....

oooh, I was thinking of something else and now it's gone.  Hmmmmmm..........

Learned something new about myself.  I can no longer sleep well if I have three cups of my Great Aunt's strong tea at  4pm.  Considering I get up at 5:30am the 1am reading was not such a good idea.  Then the dog decided to bark and bark and bark.  Two barks at a time spaced about 15 min apart.

Then friends in Bali sent a text message at 4:15 am.

I didn't really get back to sleep after that.

Today has gone surprisingly well all told, but here's hoping that the Chuckmeister sleeps a little better tonight and I do to.

The Toronto Public Library

BLISS

My only problem is I'm starting all the books at once!

Ohhh, and we went for pho.  I LOVE pho......

Then bubble tea for the kids (and me)

Walks in the park

Bike rides

Reading

Dinner outside.

Gotta love a weekend.  and the TPL.

If someone plays music in the woods....

This is amazing